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Hearing Bai Yunfei's suggestion, Ling Mo Xie hesitated for a moment before saying, "Alright! You go handle this matter. Zeng Zhou and I will return to the Ling Family's tent first. Once you're done, come back on your own."
"Ha ha, got it!" Bai Yunfei nodded and replied with a smile.
Ling Mo Xie glanced at Little Wood, who had been tormented to the point of being unrecognizable by Bai Yunfei, feeling that something was off. However, recalling Bai Yunfei's explanation, he thought there was some truth to what he said. Since these troublemakers dared to conspire with Little Wood against Zeng Zhou, they might also harm others for their own interests; it was good to give them a warning.
With that in mind, Ling Mo Xie said nothing further. He looked at the small thug from the Eastern City Association, whom he had beaten into a state resembling a pig, and tossed him toward Bai Yunfei. "Take care of this one too!"
After saying that, he clapped his hands and started to lead Zeng Zhou and his daughter toward the direction of the Ling Family's tent.
The small thug trembled as he looked at the battered Little Wood. He crawled over in a panic, grabbing onto Ling Mo Xie's leg and crying out, "Good person, great person! Please don't hand me over to him! I'm begging you!"
Ling Mo Xie felt speechless; surprisingly, the thug's plea sounded quite sincere.
However, Ling Mo Xie ignored him. His current predicament was merely the consequence of all the wicked things he had done. Everything in this world operates on cause and effect; what you sow is what you reap.
Kicking the small thug aside, Ling Mo Xie continued walking with Zeng Zhou and his daughter toward the Ling Family tent, thinking: When did I start considering such notions of karma? Surprisingly, it felt somewhat comforting.
Having spent so many years in that law-abiding society, Ling Mo Xie couldn't bring himself to kill without hesitation. Even if this person was a villain... well, self-comforting felt much better.
He pulled out a piece of Silk Satin from his Storage Ring, wrapping it around Zeng Zhou, almost covering her entirely. Although they attracted quite a few gazes along the way, they encountered no further troubles.
Before long, they passed through rows of tents arranged haphazardly like streets and arrived at a cluster of luxurious tents surrounded by dozens of them. These were the tents of important figures directly related to the Ling Family, with some guards stationed nearby.
Ling Mo Xie led Zeng Zhou and his daughter directly toward the largest tent in the center. It went without saying that this was where Ling Siwen was located.
"Stop!" At that moment, a stern voice rang out. Ling Mo Xie turned to see it was a junior member of the Ling family.
"What’s the matter?" Ling Mo Xie glanced at him with confusion and asked.
The junior member of the Ling family sized up Ling Mo Xie and said, "Who are you? Do you know this is the Ling family's territory? Don't just barge in here! Get lost! Get lost!"
Ling Mo Xie felt a sense of helplessness; it seemed he had spent too little time in the Ling family, as even their own people didn't recognize him.
However, this kid was still doing his duty, so Ling Mo Xie didn't intend to blame him. He prepared to explain his identity and enter.
But before Ling Mo Xie could speak, a mocking voice came from nearby: "Oh, isn't this our Seventh Young Master of the Ling family?"
Ling Mo Xie looked in the direction of the voice and saw Ling Qi Long swaggering over with a false smile on his face.
"Bang! Kid, you really lack insight. This is the beloved Seventh Young Master of the family! How dare you block his way?" Ling Qi Long slapped the junior member who had stopped Ling Mo Xie on the head and said to him, while his eyes were fixed on Ling Mo Xie.
Hearing Ling Qi Long's words, the junior member quickly apologized in fear, "Seventh Young Master, forgive me; I was blind."
Ling Mo Xie coldly stared at Ling Qi Long, unsure of what he was up to. Upon hearing the junior member's apology, he simply said, "It's fine. You can go now."
Ling Qi Long smiled and replied, "How can that be? He dared to block your path; he should be punished! Otherwise, they won't know who the master of the Ling family is!"
Ling Mo Xie felt somewhat confused and didn't want to beat around the bush with Ling Qi Long. He directly asked, "Ling Qi Long, what do you want? Just say it; I don't have time to play your pointless games."
Ling Qi Long's smile froze for a moment as anger surged within him, but then he acted as if nothing had happened and said to Ling Mo Xie, "Hehe, Little Seven, Third Brother just wants to vent some frustration; there’s no ulterior motive."
Ling Mo Xie was too lazy to engage in his hypocritical pleasantries. Accompanied by Zeng Zhou and his daughter, he prepared to bypass Ling Qilong and head towards Ling Siwen's tent.
However, Ling Qilong placed a hand on Ling Mo Xie's shoulder and asked Zeng Zhou, "Who is this person? Even if you are the most favored grandson of Grandfather, you can't just bring an unidentified person in, can you?"
Ling Mo Xie shrugged off Ling Qilong's hand easily, saying, "Do I need to report who I'm bringing to you? You can't meddle this much, can you?"
"You!" Ling Qilong's tone revealed his anger, but before he could say more, he heard the voice of Ling Siwen calling out, "Is Little Seven back? Come in quickly!"
Turning to Ling Qilong, Ling Mo Xie smirked and said, "I told you, you can't control this." With that, he turned his back and led Zeng Zhou and his daughter towards Ling Siwen's tent.
Watching Ling Mo Xie walk away, a fierce expression filled Ling Qilong's eyes. "Damn it, who does this guy think he is? The heir of the family master?" After venting his frustration, he turned to the nearby branch family members with a smile.
He waved at several branch family members in the distance and instructed them, "Drag this person away. How dare he block the path of Seventh Young Master! He deserves a severe punishment; handle it according to family rules!"
After saying that, he did not go out but quickly walked back to his own tent. A Lad saw him return and hurried over, saying, "Young Master, why are you back so soon? Weren't you going to..."
Before the Lad could finish, Ling Qilong interrupted him, saying, "Don't worry about that. Spread the word that Ling Mo Xie is narrow-minded. Just because he was blocked by an unfamiliar branch family member on his way back, he broke that member's legs. Make it sound as terrible as possible!"
The Lad, hearing Ling Qilong's orders, widened his eyes and said, "Young Master, isn't that a bit too much? If the family master finds out about such rumors..."
"Rumors?" Ling Qilong snorted coldly. "Hmph! This isn't a rumor; it's a fact! Just go check with the Law Enforcement Team, and you'll see." A smug smile appeared on Ling Qilong's face.
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