"You're courting death..." Cao Hao grabbed the hilt of his sword at his waist.
"Young Prince, please don't fight here. Otherwise, we will all die." Yang Junsong quickly stepped forward to stop Cao Hao.
In this team of four geniuses from Cheng Yu State, Yang Junsong was considered the most popular. He was always smiling, even towards Mo Wuji, who was just a servant, he did not put on any airs.
Feng Cheng Hou's grandson, Ji Changhe, also came forward to dissuade Cao Hao. This place was where the geniuses who were heading to Chang Luo for the Spring Immortal's Gate Conference gathered. If one caused trouble here, they would be chased back and stripped of their right to participate. If it was serious, they would be killed. Even the prince of a state would not be able to avenge himself if he was killed here. The geniuses of Cheng Yu State were nothing in the Xing Han Empire.
Cao Hao snorted coldly and glared at Mo Wuji. Then, he turned around and walked towards the restaurant. It seemed like he knew that he could not fight here.
"Mo Wuji, don't think that you can do whatever you want just because you helped the little miss. If you dare to be so presumptuous again, you can scram back to Cheng Yu State." Shao Lan, who was standing beside Han Ning, glared at Mo Wuji and said.
Han Ning's face turned ugly. Even though she did not say anything, she tacitly agreed with Shao Lan's words.
Mo Wuji smiled and did not mind it. When he handed the two Two-leaved Fire Grass to Han Ning, she was sincerely grateful to him. As time passed, her gratitude faded. This was also the reason why Mo Wuji did not want to make friends with the disciples of the big clans. They had been in high positions for a long time and were arrogant. Towards a lowly disciple like Mo Wuji, they did not treat him as an equal. Instead, they looked down on him.
They would only greet you with a smile when you gave them benefits. Once the benefits were gone, the smile would be gone. They would never remember the kindness they had received from you.
It was just like the fact that he could come to the capital with Han Ning. To Han Ning, it was because he had done a meritorious deed, and it was a form of reward. If one day, Mo Wuji made a mistake, the reward would be taken away or he would be punished. Even though their relationship was not cold, it was still a relationship between a superior and a subordinate.
Mo Wuji came from Earth. Naturally, he would not accept such a relationship. Sooner or later, he would separate from Han Ning. Of course, before they separated, he would still do his best to help Han Ning. He was indebted to Han Chengan for saving his life. Whether it was intentional or not, he would repay him regardless.
"Let's settle down first. We will be staying here for at least three days." Han Ning took the lead and followed Cao Hao and the others into one of the restaurants.
"Wait …" After Han Ning and Shao Lan entered the restaurant, the three of them were stopped.
"He, what's the meaning of this?" Peng Maohua asked the man who had stopped the three of them.
Mo Wuji recognised this fella. He was one of Cao Hao's men, He Feng.
Han Ning looked at Cao Hao and asked, "Cao Hao, what is the meaning of this?"
Without waiting for Cao Hao to speak, a waiter of the restaurant stood up with an apologetic look on his face and said, "Dear guests, I'm really sorry. Our Yue Hai Restaurant doesn't have enough guest rooms right now. The five of you only have one room. Therefore, these three servants can only live outside or in the warehouse. "
Han Ning's gaze landed on Yang Junsong, "Yang Junsong, this room was booked by your Yang family. Why is it that only my servants don't have a place to live? Why does everyone else have a place to stay? "
Cao Hao said faintly, "There's no other way. Everyone was arranged according to who entered the restaurant first. I can't let my servants enter first and my people stay outside right? In the end, it's first come, first served. "
Yang Junsong had an awkward look on his face. He looked at Cao Hao and said, "Little Prince, we're all in the same team. Why don't we all squeeze together?"
Cao Hao thought for a long time before reluctantly saying, "How about this, I'll let my people squeeze together. He could only arrange a room for two people, and this room could only accommodate two people. You, aren't you very arrogant? My room doesn't welcome you. "
Everyone knew that Cao Hao was here specifically to deal with Mo Wuji.
Han Ning was after all a genius. She could even be considered a Channel Opening Stage cultivator. Even if she did not like Mo Wuji offending Cao Hao, she would not continue to remain silent. "Cao Hao, are you sure you want to do this?"
Everyone could feel that Han Ning was on the verge of exploding. Only Cao Hao did not seem to feel it. He said calmly, "Sister Ning, my father has a deep relationship with the old prefecture duke. Otherwise, I wouldn't have brought you to meet Immortal Master Lu. No matter what, I love and care for Sister Ning very much. I hope that Sister Ning will not cause a rift in our cooperation because of a servant. "
Han Ning, who was about to explode, was like a punctured balloon when she heard Cao Hao's words. She became silent once again. The anger that was about to ignite was also extinguished.
After a few seconds, she turned to Mo Wuji and said, "Wuji, you'll have to work hard these few days. Just set up a tent outside."
With that, she did not say another word and turned to leave.
Mo Wuji smiled faintly. He did not care at all. On the way to the imperial capital, he would do all he could to help Han Ning. Once they reached the capital, Han Ning and he, Mo Wuji, would be completely unrelated.
Ding Bu'Er said hurriedly. He turned to Han Ning and said, "Little miss, I'll accompany Wuji." Ding Bu'Er said hurriedly before turning to Han Ning, "Little miss, I will accompany Wuji."
Peng Maohua hesitated for a moment before following Han Ning and the rest into the restaurant.
Peng Maohua hesitated for a moment before following Han Ning and the rest into the restaurant.
After leaving the restaurant, Mo Wuji patted Ding Bu'Er's shoulder, "Bu'Er, why didn't you sleep in the guest room? Why did you want to set up a tent with me?"
Ding Bu'Er chuckled, "Wuji, who do you think I'm here because of? Isn't it because of you? I know very well that once we reach the Imperial Capital, as long as Miss is chosen by the Immortal Sect, then I will have nothing to do with it. Back in the Thunder Fog Forest, you were the only one who could find the Two-leaved Fire Grass. I don't think it was luck. Since I can't follow the young miss, I can only follow behind you. Don't try to persuade me to go back. I don't believe that anyone will want to go back after arriving at the Imperial Capital. "
"Bu 'Er, I see that you have a bright future. You know how to follow me." Mo Wuji joked.
"Mo Xinghe..." A clear voice interrupted his conversation with Ding Bu'Er.
"So it's Miss Wen. Nice to meet you, nice to meet you. Miss Wen is still as elegant as ever. But Miss Wen, can you call me by my real name? I have changed my name to Mo Wuji. "After leaving Rao Zhou City, Mo Wuji was no longer as restrained as before. No matter what he said or did, he no longer had to be afraid. He did not expect that Wen Manzhu would also go to the Imperial Capital. Wen Manzhu should not be a servant like him. She should be going to the Spring Immortal's Gate Conference like Han Ning.
"Ah, Wuji, I'm afraid that if I'm late, all the good places will be taken. I'll go and set up the tent first. You guys can continue chatting. "Ding Bu'Er saw that Mo Wuji was talking to Wen Manzhu, so he quickly excused himself. He knew about Mo Wuji's situation very well. He knew about the awkward relationship between Mo Wuji and Wen Manzhu.
"Sorry, I forgot," Wen Manzhu said apologetically.
She had too many questions in her heart. She knew Mo Wuji better than anyone else. The last two times she saw Mo Wuji, she could feel that Mo Wuji had changed a lot. The first time she met Mo Wuji at Cheng Yu Trade Union, Mo Wuji was a stranger to her. He was no longer a piece of flour, but a knife. But this time, the knife was completely unsheathed. Even though she did not understand what 'float' meant, she could guess that it meant 'beautiful'.
"Wuji... Can I talk to you?" Wen Manzhu asked. In fact, she had wanted to talk to Mo Wuji for a long time.
However, ever since Mo Wuji created the Nine Lives Healing Formula, he had been holed up in the Prefecture Duke's Mansion and never came out. She also heard from her father that Mo Wuji gave away the Nine Lives Healing Formula to everyone for free to protect himself.
She really did not understand why Mo Xinghe changed so much after changing his name. Or did he change his name after he changed?
Mo Wuji smiled nonchalantly, "If the handsome guy beside you has no objections, I can talk to you for as long as you want."
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