C95 (1/2)

As Mu Zhihuan looked at Feng Yu's sorrowful expression, she actually didn't know what to say.

Firstly, she felt pity for Feng Yu's brother. Secondly, this story reminded Mu Zhihuan of Mu Jun, her father.

”But how can you prove that it was the Emperor's will?”

It wasn't that Mu Zhihuan wanted to speak up for the emperor, but she wanted to kill the general during the battle between the two nations.

That would not only destabilize the morale of the troops, but it would also be detrimental to the war between the two countries.

”Heh, otherwise, do you think that the Three Laws Division would dare to mess with my brother just because of a small fry?”

Feng Yu was obviously very angry, every word he said carried the smell of gunpowder:

”You little girl, even if I told you, you wouldn't understand.”

This...

Mu Zhihuan rubbed her nose, does this matter have anything to do with her? Why did it seem like it was all her fault?

”I am merely discussing the matter. Forget it. If you don't like it, I will not speak of it.”

Noticing that Mu Zhihuan's tone was somewhat helpless, Feng Yu also noticed that his attitude had become a little tough:

”Forget it, this has nothing to do with you anyway. Why would I tell you so much?” You just need to stay in the village and not cause me any trouble. ”

After saying that, he flicked his sleeves and left, leaving Mu Zhihuan with an unfathomable view of her back.

”This... What are these things? ”

Mu Zhihuan sighed helplessly. She didn't think that the moment she turned around, he would see the muscular man with a broken arm looking at him with a strange gaze.

”What are you looking at me for? You want to lose your other arm? ”

After she finished speaking, Mu Zhihuan left the place with a wave of her hand. In her heart, she was faintly preoccupied with Feng Yu's story.

Thus, when there was no one around, Mu Zhihuan quietly arrived at Feng Yu's room.

Gently pushing open the door with my thumb, I liked to find that the furnishings in this room were very simple and crude. Apart from the necessary items, I could not see any other decorations.

Arriving in front of the wooden desk, Mu Zhihuan gently flipped through the desk, and realized that there was practically nothing on it.

Not only were there not any drawings, books, account books or anything similar, even pen, ink, paper, and inkstone. From the looks of it, this room did not look like a human's room.

He gave off a feeling as if he was only taking revenge in his life, this feeling made him uneasy. Mu Zhihuan felt that if he really succeeded in taking revenge, then she would have lost the motivation to live.

Reading through, Mu Zhihuan suddenly noticed that there was a fighting technique on the bookshelf at the back.

Although he could not understand it, but looking at the degree to which the book was old and new, it was obvious that it had been used for a very long time. However, looking at how his outer shell was still well protected, it could be seen how much his master cared for him.

Mu Zhihuan flipped through the military manual a few times, and suddenly found an annotation on a page of the military strategy.

That annotation had written in a flamboyant and free manner, to the point that when Mu Zhihuan finished reading that line of words, she was about to go blind.

However, the emphasis was not on the line of comments, but on the words written at the end of the comments. They were extremely scribbled, but could still be deciphered. The words written were 'Justice Mu' in large letters.

Although Mu Zhihuan did not have any impression of this General Mu, she still had some understanding of this name.