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Knowing that Beiting Huang was going to attend the banquet, Leng Qianmo did not stay any longer.

After leaving the Commercial Club, Beiting Huang couldn’t help but ask the question in her heart, “Brother, didn’t you say that you would invite many experts to participate? My teacher is so powerful, why didn’t you invite him?”

Mu Yang smiled and shook his head. He patted her shoulder dotingly. “Experts like them don’t have anything that can move their hearts. Some things in the secular world are no longer in their eyes. Their only pursuit is the path of cultivation. However, they aren’t really indifferent. Those true experts will watch from the side. Once the battlefield goes out of control, they will take action.”

Beiting Huang understood and nodded with a smile. He was really dumbfounded after comprehending the mental cultivation method.

At the entrance of the City Lord’s Mansion, carriages and horses were parked everywhere. The manor was bustling with noise and people were dressed in fragrant clothes. The jade teapots were shining. All the upper-class people in the fortress city had come. There were also swordmasters and spiritual masters of status who had rushed over from various places. It was a dazzling scene.

“Brother Mu, I wonder if the young master of the Snow Wolf Mercenary Group is here. Bring me to see him later!” Beiting Huang was still thinking about Qin Yu, the handsome young man who trusted her without reason.

“Alright!” From Beiting Huang’s words, Mu Yang could tell that Beiting Huang was attached to Qin Yu. Although he felt a little uncomfortable, the young man in front of him also made him think about him. He also believed that if his identity had changed, Qin Yu would definitely be thinking about him now.

With this thought in mind, Mu Yang was also happy that Beiting Huang would be able to see Qin Yu soon.

At the entrance, a luxurious carriage stopped, blocking the way in and out. Mu Yang frowned and was about to pull Beiting Huang around when the door opened and a man in red blocked their way again.

“Young City Lord Mu, as the Young City Lord of the City Lord Residence, why are you bringing everyone into the residence on the eve of such a huge battle?” The man in red raised his hand and pointed around. “You’re bringing such trash in like VIPs. What do you think the true experts will think?”

This kind of trash? He actually called Bei Ye trash? Mu Yang’s handsome face flushed red. He clenched his fists tightly and was about to punch him when Beiting Huang reached out and grabbed him.

The man was about 20 years old and had handsome facial features. From his face, Beiting Huang could see that he looked a little similar to Leng Qianmo. She felt helpless. When looking at a person, one would judge mainly based on their gaze. Unlike Leng Qianmo’s blue eyes that were like the sea, this man’s pupils were ordinary black. His eyes were originally very good-looking, but they were helpless. His violent expression ruined his beauty and made them look even more incompatible with his flirtatious red face.

Beiting Huang was just about to guess this person’s identity. He wanted to step on her the moment they met. She didn’t remember this person at all.

“Leng Chenfeng, who are you talking about? The light of God is everywhere. Even the most inconspicuous ant has the right to be taken care of by my light!” A white hand lifted the curtain of the golden carriage, and a snow-white figure walked out of the carriage. His golden eyes slowly swept across everyone with disdain. Who else could it be but the Holy Son, Gu Hao?

Beiting Huang suddenly understood!