Young White Horse: Legend of Beili: Jianghu Inn

"Well, I hope I'm overthinking." Ye Dingzhi also understood Mu Yangshan's state of mind at this time.

If someone else said so, I'm afraid Mu Yangshan would have been furious.

This time the housekeeper came back very quickly.

"Second Master." The housekeeper cupped his hands.

"Speak!"

"During this period, two worshippers came back from outside the mansion, and there were three people from the Mu family." The housekeeper replied.

"Who are they?" Mu Yangshan's eyes fixed.

"The two worshippers are Duan Yunfei and Yan San, and the three people from the Mu family are Elder Mu Chen, Manager Mu Nantian, and Mu Xiaohu." The housekeeper said one by one.

Mu Yangshan listened to these names, knocked on the table, and hesitated.

"Second Master, I'll meet them once, and I'll know if Murong Lin is among these people." Ye Dingzhi said.

"Let's go, I'll take you to see." Mu Yangshan still chose to believe Ye Dingzhi.

Mu Yangshan brought Ye Dingzhi to Elder Mu Chen's yard.

"Xiaoshan, why are you here?" Mu Chen saw Mu Yangshan coming with a young man, and looked puzzled.

"Haha, Uncle Chen, I came to see you." Mu Yangshan smiled, and then looked at Ye Dingzhi.

Ye Dingzhi shook his head, indicating that it was not.

"Uncle Chen, I'm leaving first." Mu Yangshan immediately moved his feet and left here.

Leaving behind Mu Chen with a confused look.

Under a pear tree.

Mu Nantian was resting with his eyes closed, and pear blossoms fell on his shoulders.

Mu Yangshan and Ye Dingzhi hid in the dark.

"No."

Martial arts field.

A young man was shirtless, struggling in the night.

"This is even more not." Ye Dingzhi shook his head helplessly.

Hearing this, Mu Yangshan was relieved that he was not a member of the Mu family.

A small courtyard.

Mu Yangshan stood in front of the door and called softly, "Yan Gongfeng?"

"Who?"

A deep voice sounded.

"It's me, Mu Yangshan."

"Second Master? It's getting late, what's the matter?" Yan Fei slowly opened the courtyard door, and suddenly his pupils shrank slightly, and then turned into calmness.

"Haha, what a coincidence!" Without waiting for Mu Yangshan to speak, Ye Dingzhi took a step forward.

"You... who are you?" Seeing this, Yan Fei subconsciously stepped back a few steps.

"Murong Lin, you don't recognize me after just a while?" Ye Dingzhi said faintly, his eyes flashing gold and black.

"What are you talking about? Who is Murong Lin?" Yan Fei trembled in his heart, but he remained calm on the surface.

Ye Dingzhi raised the corner of his mouth and punched.

"You..." Yan Fei slapped out with a palm.

Fists and palms made a seal.

Yan Fei stepped back a few steps, he looked at Ye Dingzhi and Mu Yangshan, and suddenly his figure jumped onto the eaves.

"It's really you!" Seeing this, Mu Yangshan's face was filled with anger. Just as he was about to step out, Ye Dingzhi took a step ahead of him.

"Murong Lin, I said you can't run away, so you can't run away." Ye Dingzhi chased after him, shouted, and punched him.

Yan Fei, no, Murong Lin turned around and slapped him. Just as he was about to use the power of his fist to leave quickly, he easily shattered the fist shadow.

Ye Dingzhi grinned and approached Murong Lin in an instant. Murong Lin's pupils widened and he shouted angrily.

"Go to hell!"

The powerful palm force slapped Ye Dingzhi.

Ye Dingzhi's pupils glowed black, and he shouted in a low voice: "The Demonic Fist of the World."

Bang!

Yan Fei's body fell heavily to the ground, creating a pit.

"What's going on?"

Several figures appeared on the eaves around, and then landed beside Murong Lin, looking up at Ye Dingzhi on the eaves, with a hint of shock on his face.

"Uncle Chen, Nantian..." Mu Yangshan rushed over at this time and said hurriedly: "Yan Fei is the Jianghu thief Murong Lin."

"Xiaoshan, what are you talking about?" Mu Chen scolded.

"Uncle Chen, he is really Murong Lin." Mu Yangshan showed a bitter look on his face.

"This young man is Ye Dingzhi, a disciple of Jianghu Inn. He came here to capture Murong Lin."

"Ye Dingzhi?" Mu Xiaohu's eyes lit up, and he jumped up with his bare chest, "Let me see if he is a disciple of Jianghu Inn."

"Scorching Sun Fist!"

A scorching sun emerged, attacking Ye Dingzhi with flames.

Ye Dingzhi raised the corner of his mouth and punched out.

"Suppress!"

The two fists met, and the scorching sun shattered instantly.

Mu Xiaohu flew down, and Mu Nantian moved his feet and caught Mu Xiaohu.

"Very strong." Mu Nantian said in a low voice.

"Elder, I am not Murong Lin. This person wronged me." Murong Lin climbed up, his breath was almost gone.

"Shut up!"

Mu Yangshan came closer and glared at Murong Lin.

Mu Chen waved his hand and looked at Ye Dingzhi, "Friend Ye, is there any misunderstanding?"

"No misunderstanding." Ye Dingzhi shook his head.

In the courtyard.

Murong Lin knelt on the ground, with several human skin masks and some strangeA woman's thing that you can't bear to look at directly.

"I didn't expect that my Mu family would let this person serve as a sacrifice." Mu Chen looked ashamed, sighed, and waved his hand, "Put Murong Lin in the prison and wait for the head of the family to decide."

Soon, two guards came in, grabbed the dying Murong Lin and left.

"Thank you, little friend Ye." Mu Chen looked at Ye Dingzhi and bowed slightly.

Ye Dingzhi stared at Murong Lin, his lips moved, but he didn't say it in the end.

"Mr. Ye, do you have something to say?" Mu Yangshan saw Ye Dingzhi's expression and asked.

Ye Dingzhi smiled when he heard it. Mr. Mu was still sensible.

"I captured Murong Lin for his reward."

"Reward?"

Mu Yangshan was slightly stunned, and then laughed, "Haha, Mr. Ye, how much do you need?"

"Uh... 100,000 taels." Ye Dingzhi touched his head and felt a little embarrassed.

"One hundred thousand taels of gold?" Mu Yangshan's face froze, still a little shocked.

"No, it's silver." Ye Dingzhi shook his head, but in his heart he said that you can give gold.

"Silver?"

Mu Yangshan raised the corner of his mouth and clapped his hands, "Come here, take one hundred thousand taels of silver to Mr. Ye."

The housekeeper who rushed to the nearby retreated again after hearing this.

"I wonder what Mr. Ye needs these silver for?" Mu Yangshan didn't feel sorry at all. A mere one hundred thousand taels of silver was like a piece of paper in his heart. Instead, he was surprised that Ye Dingzhi needed silver.

Ye Dingzhi didn't expect Mu Yangshan to be so generous. He couldn't help but have some good feelings for him and was about to speak.

Mu Chen said at this time: "Little friend Ye, why don't you go sit in the lobby?"

Ye Dingzhi deserves the Mu family's solemn treatment in terms of strength and background.

"Okay."

The lobby of the Mu Mansion.

Several people sat down opposite each other.

"Young friend Ye, you are truly a young genius." Mu Chen praised sincerely.

"Senior, you are too kind." Ye Dingzhi was modest for a moment, and when he saw Mu Yangshan looking at him, he said, "Do you know that my Jianghu Inn is going to build a city on the Luoxi Plain?"

"I heard about it." Mu Chen nodded. When the news came to the Mu family, the Mu family held a meeting for this reason.

Mu Yangshan's eyes flashed when he heard this, "Could it be that Mr. Ye needs money..."

Ye Dingzhi smiled slightly, "Just as the second master thought, I need money to support my senior brother in building a city."

Mu Yangshan was shocked when he heard Ye Dingzhi's words, and some thoughts came to his mind. He immediately looked at Mu Chen and Mu Nantian.

Mu Nantian, who had been silent all the time, instantly understood what Mu Yangshan meant, and he fell into deep thought.

Only Mu Xiaohu stared at Ye Dingzhi, with endless fighting spirit in his eyes, and he didn't care about anything else.

When Ye Dingzhi saw Mu Xiaohu's gaze, he showed a hint of helplessness. This young man was quite good, but he was a little green and inexperienced.