The scene fell into chaos, Mu Lin and Mu Shan also attacked the people from the Purple Light Domain. After they killed a few disciples from the Purple Light Domain, under the command of the Tianlu Masters, the three of them fled simultaneously.
"They got away!"
"Damn it! They killed so many of our disciples and then just ran like that."
Yin Ping hurriedly ran to Mu Qingge, bowing with a nervous and fawning expression, saying, "Young God Emperor, are you alright? Those Mu Clan remnants are too bold, daring to infiltrate here to silence you."
As he spoke, the person in charge also walked up to Mu Qingge, nervously looking her up and down. Hearing Yin Ping’s words, he agreed, "Judging by the stance of the Mu Clan remnants, it’s likely that the one the Young God Emperor killed was indeed their Young Master."
"Indeed, it must be!" Yin Ping echoed.
Mu Qingge’s expression was calm, showing neither surprise nor fear. Such demeanor was befitting of a Young God Emperor.
After the two finished speaking, she said, "Fortunately, the people from the Purple Light Domain arrived in time."
"Young God Emperor, you are too kind. Since you are in our Purple Light Domain, protecting your safety is our duty." The person in charge said promptly.
The tone had a touch of righteousness.
Seeing that his words had been preempted, Yin Ping was not to be outdone, saying, "Young God Emperor, it seems those Mu Clan remnants have set their sights on you. After this failed assassination, they probably won’t give up. How about we serve closely by your side to guard against any more secret attacks?"
His proposal made Mu Qingge turn her gaze to him, gradually revealing a smile. "You are quite good."
This remark, ambiguous in meaning, left both Yin Ping and the person in charge momentarily stunned.
Before they could figure it out, she nodded slightly at the person in charge, "Then I’ll trouble you."
With that, she didn’t care if they understood or grasped the meaning of her words and turned to head back to the room with the High Priest and Yin Chen.
After she left, Yin Ping mumbled, "What did the Young God Emperor mean by saying I’m quite good?"
The person in charge sneered coldly, his eyes full of mockery. Yin Ping didn’t understand Mu Qingge’s meaning, but he did. He taunted, "Aren’t you always good at flattering and guessing others’ minds? How come you can’t see it now? Congratulations, for leaving a good impression in front of the Young God Emperor. Although he’s not our West Divine Land’s Young God Emperor, if one day you can’t make it in the West Divine Land, you can go to the East Divine Land and seek him out."
With that, he smirked and walked away.
Even though he couldn’t stand Yin Ping’s face, he still had to give instructions. For instance, sending people to chase the daring Mu Clan remnants who came to assassinate, even if the chance of catching them was slim. For instance, arranging people to investigate around, to prevent any more assassination attempts. And, for instance, relying on Yin Ping’s golden tongue, sending some people to protect this Huan Yue Young God Emperor from the East Divine Land.
Back in the room, the High Priest and Yin Chen had already understood what role the Tianlu Masters played tonight.
They staged a good show of assassination, washing away even more of the suspicion on Mu Qingge. Even if they have dealings with Mu Qingge in the future, it will only make people think they are seeking revenge, never suspecting that Mu Qingge is actually the real Young Master of the Mu Clan.
In this way, Mu Qingge’s identity in the Four Seas Divine Land becomes even more unquestionable.
After all, she is credited with the great achievement of killing the ’Mu Clan Young Master’!
This was precisely the outcome Mu Qingge wanted, and now, with the Tianlu Masters’ stroke, this outcome is perfected.
"When did the Young Master find out?" the High Priest asked with a smile.
Mu Qingge’s gaze swept over, lingering on him for a moment, and she replied softly, "When did you ever see your senior brother shout such an obvious line?"
That line was the hint for her.
He cooperated with her performance, and so she cooperated with his act.
The High Priest was momentarily stunned, then laughed, "I never thought the Young Master, having only met the senior brother a few times, could be so in sync."
In sync? Mu Qingge raised her eyebrows; if the High Priest insisted on using this term, she had no objections.
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