Mu Kongwen's bowing deeply to pay his respects was so unexpected that everyone present watched, dumbfounded and flabbergasted.
"What, what, what! How is this possible? The esteemed eldest son of the Mu Family is being so polite to this young man? What's going on?"
Those who didn't recognize Mu Kongwen whispered, "Who is that person? Why do even old Zhu and old Bai have to open the car door for him?"
"Who?! He's the eldest son of Mu Changchun, the Family Head of the Mu Family, one of the twelve pillars of our Daxia country! The second-generation head of the Mu Family! Mu Kongwen!"
"Ah?! Him?! My goodness! Such a big shot, how could he, how could he..."
"If even such an important figure has to be so respectful to this Mr. Ye, then could it be that Mr. Ye isn't just errand runner for elders Zhu and Bai? Impossible, right?"
"Nonsense! Of course, it's impossible!"
Everyone was discussing timidly.
