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Chapter 3569: 4.1169 That's Fair

At the wide mountain gate of the Mu family, over a dozen shabbily dressed individuals bolted out as if fleeing for their lives.

They looked terrified, their eyes filled with fear, each desperately scrambling to escape. Some even crashed into carriages, falling to the ground. They got up and continued running, regardless of the blood on their faces, and screams of panic filled the air.

Qiao Mu emerged from the carriage, her eyes narrowed as she observed the chaotic scene.

Caixiu quickly grabbed a panting woman and asked, bewildered, "Madam, what happened?"

"Ah!!" The woman hastily shook off Caixiu's hand and stumbled forward, continuing to run.

Suddenly, several arrows flew from behind, targeting the clustered fleeing people.

Qiao Mu's expression hardened. She flung out several golden needles.

After a series of "ding ding ding" sounds, the incoming arrowheads were all struck down by the golden needles.

"Sister Miao'er, none of your three arrows hit anyone!" A voice laughed, followed by the jeers of several young people.

"Crown Prince Lincuan's arrow, one cannot say it wasn't domineering."

"Tsk, but it still missed." Playful laughter followed.

A group of about ten young men and women walked over with the laughter.

Qiao Mu naturally recognized the young man leading them. It was Mu Erxue, the prodigy of the second branch. Seventh Miss Mu Rouxian stood beside Mu Erxue.

Upon seeing Qiao Mu standing in front of the carriage, Mu Rouxian immediately pouted, tugged at her brother Mu Erxue's sleeve, and whispered something.

Mu Erxue looked at Qiao Mu, politely nodded, and then walked over first. He cupped his hands and said, "We didn't know the Crown Princess was suddenly gracing us with your presence. We were just playing an archery game and accidentally startled your carriage. We ask for the Crown Princess's forgiveness."

Qiao Mu's gaze swept over them, and she couldn't help but frown slightly.

Among the young men and women present, besides some Mu family disciples, there were also many disciples from other aristocratic families.

For example, Qin Wu and Young Master Qin Jiu from the Qin family stood not far behind.

There was also a young man referred to as Crown Prince Lincuan, who was currently observing her with curious eyes.

Qiao Mu had heard about Crown Prince Lincuan returning to the capital a few days ago, as he had long resided in his fiefdom of Lincuan, but she hadn't bothered to concern herself with the matter.

Now, suddenly seeing Crown Prince Lincuan in person, Qiao Mu was somewhat curious and observed him up and down for a few moments.

This young man was indeed good-looking, having inherited the Mo family's tradition; he was quite handsome.

Unlike that brat Mo Kun, who looked like a deformed gourd.

This person was rather pleasing to the eye, but the arrogance in his brows subtly emanated, making Qiao Mu glance away almost immediately.

As they spoke, the ragged beggars who had been running everywhere were herded back by a dozen household guards.

Each of them had some injuries on their bodies and faces, and they looked at Crown Prince Lincuan and the others with terror in their eyes, as if they were looking at demons.

"What are they doing?" Qiao Mu asked in a calm voice, with a hint of cold indifference in her eyes.

"These are just a group of beggars from the streets. We invite them over for good food and drink, and they naturally have to entertain us. That's fair, isn't it?"