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"Hey, Brother He, why do you always look so glum? Although this title isn't very pleasant to hear, it's rare, and that's what makes it special. Just think about it—who would have thought of such a unique name? This way, you'll avoid any repetition. Years from now, when this title spreads through the martial world, just imagine how many people will go crazy over it. At that time, I can bask in your glory and stroke my beard while saying this elegant title came from Old Man's hand..." As he looked at Mo Wen's face, which was as dark as the bottom of a pot, Yin Jianren said with a playful grin. Seeing Yin Jianren's demeanor, Mo Wen had every reason to believe that his illness back then must have been feigned; how could someone with such a thick skin be depressed over a girl's departure? It seemed unlikely.
"Wandering Monk Ergou, why this expression? Did I suddenly become handsome?" Noticing Mo Wen's suddenly amused expression, Yin Jianren couldn't help but scrutinize himself from head to toe.
"Brother Jianren has misunderstood; I merely recalled something rather amusing."
"Oh? It's better to share joy than to keep it to oneself. Even if there's no joy, you could share your happy moments with me."
"Absolutely not! I prefer to enjoy my happiness alone. Building my joy on someone else's suffering is not something I would do," Mo Wen quickly shook his head in refusal. In truth, he was thinking that Lady Ziyun had likely been defeated by Yin Jianren's thick skin and had no choice but to leave.
"Alright, enough joking. Brother He, although we've known each other for a short time, I feel like we should have met much earlier..." Suddenly, Yin Jianren's expression turned sorrowful as he spoke with a hint of sadness.
"Get to the point; don't waste time on useless chatter." Before Yin Jianren could finish his thought, Mo Wen interrupted him directly.
"Sigh, my father wants me to accompany him on a military expedition."
"Isn't that a good thing? You're going to the battlefield, not the execution ground. Why does it feel like you're saying goodbye to me for life?"
"You know I'm not interested in family affairs; I'd rather travel the world like Brother He." As he mentioned traveling the world, Yin Jianren's face lit up with longing.
"Being born into a royal family means many things are beyond your control. Even if you're disinterested in family matters, it seems your father hasn't shown any signs of passing them on to you. Brother Yin, are you perhaps worrying too much? Moreover, even choosing a family heir seems quite premature. I've heard your elders refer to your father as the Young Clan Leader; Brother Yin, are you plotting for power?"
"Uh... It seems Brother He has a point; it's just..." Upon hearing Mo Wen's words, Yin Jianren felt embarrassed since his father hadn't even ascended to the clan leader position yet.
"You're just reluctant to join the expedition, aren't you?" Mo Wen looked at Yin Jianren with an amused expression. In fact, he had already guessed that as soon as Yin Jianren mentioned the expedition; this scoundrel clearly didn't want to go.
"Uh... How could that be? Yinzhou is the territory of my Jin Family. This time Shu Cang is invading and causing suffering among the people; how can we men of the Jin Family retreat? If I, Yin Jianren, were to back down now, wouldn't I be scorned by the people of Yinzhou?"
Yin Jianren vehemently denied it when Mo Wen hit a nerve.
"Yes indeed! As men of the Jin Family, we should serve the people of Yinzhou and not leave everything to the Jin Family Head. I'm truly comforted that Brother Jianren understands this principle!" Since Yin Jianren wanted to climb higher, Mo Wen was naturally happy to give him a push so that he would feel embarrassed if he fell too far.
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