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Chapter 4356: 5.0108 Dissatisfaction

"Prophet Tu." Long Hui quickly blocked Prophet Tu, preventing her from stepping forward to her demise.

In Wangchuan, everyone would respect her due to her status as a Prophet.

But that didn't mean the little Crown Princess would care...

His little cousin had always been someone who didn't play by the rules. Who knew what terrifying things would happen if Prophet Tu stepped closer.

After all, Long Ji, now slumped on the ground like a puddle of mud, wasn't he the best proof?

"You are truly audacious!" Prophet Tu, blocked by Long Hui, couldn't help but let out an angry shout, her gaze fixed on Qiaomu with bewildered suspicion.

She had watched Long Chuyun grow up since childhood.

Chu Yun was always mature, composed, and strong-wwilled, never so ostentatious and unrestrained.

What did her daughter eat to grow up like this? How could she be so domineering?

Standing on their Wangchuan territory, daring to brutally beat a Wangchuan noble, it showed that in her eyes, Wangchuan meant absolutely nothing.

Earlier years, she thought Chu Yun was quite steady, but she hadn't expected that after leaving Wangchuan, she would become even more useless, utterly failing to raise her children.

Look at how her daughter has turned out.

"Did your mother never teach you to be respectful to elders and modest to peers?" Prophet Tu sneered.

Mu Xingchen immediately grew angry. "You have no right to spout such nonsense."

"If it weren't for you, these clueless clansmen, dragging her down, would Mother have died so early? And now you even have the nerve to confront my sister?"

Prophet Tu was startled, as if waking from a dream, and slowly nodded. "Indeed, Chu Yun passed away early. Perhaps your sister hasn't had anyone to raise her all these years..."

"Prophet!" Long Hui quickly interrupted her, giving her a very speechless look.

Why hadn't he noticed before that the Prophet's words were so unpleasant?

Everything she said today seemed ill-timed, grating to the ear.

Long Hui genuinely felt a sense of powerlessness, as if there was nothing he could do to salvage the situation.

Even though she desperately wanted to turn the little poker face's hostile emotions around, there were too many incompetent teammates around.

Long Xiangyun stepped forward, holding Prophet Tu's arm. "Prophet, whatever you have to say, let's discuss it later when we're back at Grandmother's. Let's not make a scene here now, we..."

"Madam is here, Madam."

"Madam is coming over."

"Mother." Long Hui and Long Xiangyun turned their heads to see a dignified and graceful lady in white, leading a group of people slowly approaching.

Madam Long's hair was neatly coiled and secured with a jade hairpin. Her face held a few traces of joyful smiles, and her eyes seemed to shimmer with a luminous glow, making her exceptionally beautiful.

"You're back. Why aren't you going back to the mansion? What are you all standing here for?" Han Suqiong smiled, taking her daughter Long Xiangyun's hand, then turned to Qiaomu, Mu Xingchen, and the others, scrutinizing them for a few moments, a slightly dazed expression appearing on her face.

"These people? They look a bit familiar."

"Mother, these are Aunt's children," Long Xiangyun tugged at her mother's sleeve, swaying playfully.

Han Suqiong's face showed a look of sudden realization. She quickly stepped forward, looking at Mu Xingchen and Qiaomu, and said excitedly, "Chu Yun's two children have grown so big already. I am your maternal aunt, Han Suqiong."

"What happened? You all? ...Did you have a fight?" Han Suqiong looked at Long Ji, who was bruised and swollen and being reluctantly helped up, then turned to the siblings, Mu Xingchen.