The two disciples from the Dragon Abyss Sect, with their heads hanging low and injuries covering their bodies, departed in disgrace. Yan Rufeng's lips curled into a smile as he looked at the still fuming Yi Mu.
"Mumu, if you still aren't satisfied, when their eldest brother comes tomorrow, shall I deal with him for you?"
Yi Mu smiled gracefully and bowed, "Thank you, Young Master Yan, but as long as he comes tomorrow, Mumu can handle him without your intervention."
"Hehe…"
Yi Hong suddenly burst into loud laughter.
"Good granddaughter, grandpa supports you. When that so-called eldest brother comes tomorrow, you don't have to show me any face, make sure to teach him a good lesson."
"Hmm…"
"Hehe…"
Yi Mu laughed, "Grandpa, Young Master Yan, Mumu will go to see mother now, I won't disturb you while you discuss things…"
Yi Mu skipped towards the inner courtyard of the Yi Family Mansion, gradually disappearing from Yan Rufeng's sight.
