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Chapter 4641: 5.0393 Advantage

"What should I say?" Qiao Mu looked at Mu Qingya's pale, defeated face, a hint of mockery flashing across her lips.

"Long time no see?"

"Or... the wheel of fortune turns, and the Heavenly Dao spares no one. You probably never imagined you'd end up in my hands?"

Mu Qingya's pretty face turned green, her gaze sweeping indifferently over Qiao Mu.

"Qiao Mu." She forced out a few words through gritted teeth. "You... you did it on purpose!"

"What do you mean?" Qiao Mu looked at her with a calm expression.

"Qiao Mu!" Mu Qingya tried to spring up but failed. An incredibly powerful pressure landed on her, pressing her heavily to the ground. Mu Qingya was so furious she could barely speak. She used all her strength, only enough to roll her eyes. This left her feeling utterly powerless, with overwhelming anger filling her chest, beyond words.

Qiao Mu glanced at her, "I'm genuinely curious now."

"Is Mu Ruanxuan really your daughter?"

"The one I met before... the little princess of Shadow City, what was her name? That was your daughter, right?"

"Mu Xiaoxue?" Princess Wushuang walked in at the sound, nodding repeatedly. "It was Mu Xiaoxue who, along with Zhao Yi and those other young people, escaped using the Teleportation Talisman Array and the Heavenly Ladder Talisman."

"We all heard Miss Mu call Hall Master Mu 'Mother'."

"So, the so-called second child who died prematurely was actually born to someone else behind Mu Jingfeng's back," Qiao Mu couldn't help but shake her head. "Mu Qingya, you've certainly lived a carefree and willful life."

"Look, even someone as shrewd as Mu Jingfeng was played in your palm."

"Your admirers aren't just that Grand City Lord of Shadow City, what was his name?" Qiao Mu waved her small hand. "How devoted Geng Pengcheng, the Prefect of Shun Tian Prefecture, was to you."

Mu Qingya stared coldly at the stoic-faced Qiao Mu, who was mocking her, her beautiful eyes gleaming with venomous cold light.

"What do you want to say?"

"Your own strength isn't enough, so you rely on such methods to gain benefits from others?" Qiao Mu scoffed, her gaze indifferent as she watched her. "You're truly disgusting, Mu Qingya."

Mu Qingya suddenly lunged again, wishing she could pounce on Qiao Mu and strangle her.

"Qiao Mu!"

"No need to shout so loudly," Qiao Mu's tone was flat as she decisively interrupted her. "I know you're very unwilling. But... what can you do? This is the fundamental difference between relying on others and improving yourself."

"You can only rely on others. I can rely on others, and myself."

"You shut up!! Shut up, shut up!!" Mu Qingya screamed like a madwoman, her hands fumbling on the ground. She randomly grabbed something and violently picked it up, throwing it.

Qiao Mu waved her hand, and the decorative circular object was struck by a strong gust of wind, instantly shattering.

Mu Qingya's eyes were wide, staring fixedly at the Little Crown Princess before her. If glares could kill Qiao Mu, ten or eight Qiao Mus would probably be dead by now.

"What do you think you are?"

"Heh! Are you... are you so noble?" Mu Qingya, angry and hateful, cursed without thinking, "If it weren't for your advantage of birth, you might be worse than any ordinary commoner right now."

Qiao Mu stared at her, her eyes like two deep, still pools, without a ripple.