"Is there anything else?"
"Mr. Ye, please have a seat and talk."
Mu Kongwen personally brought a chair over for Ye Fei, placing it in front of Mu Changchun.
Ye Fei stepped forward and took a seat.
Mu Changchun said, "Kongwen tells you’re also a master of martial arts, Mr. Ye?"
Upon hearing this, Mu Kongwu’s eyes suddenly lit up, staring intently at the young man before him.
With a faint smile, Ye Fei responded, "I dare not claim to be a master, just a little knowledge of the basics."
"Hahaha!"
Mu Changchun laughed heartily.
"Basics? Mr. Ye, aren’t you being too modest? Can simply the basics suppress my family’s bodyguards with just the emitted aura? Can the basics so casually leave a one-centiter depression in a white jade stone brick?"
The more Mu Kongwu listened, the more excited he beca, rolling up his sleeves and moving towards Ye Fei.
"Eh? Kid, I didn’t see that you had it in you. Co on, I love sparring with masters, let’s go outside and have a match. Haha!"
"Presumptuous! A man in his forties, still so impetuous! Back off!"
With a stern rebuke from Mu Changchun, Mu Kongwu quickly tugged at the corner of his mouth, retreating to one side.
"Mr. Ye, this second son of mine is obsessed with martial arts. He gets like this when he sees a master. Please don’t take offense."
Of course, Ye Fei could tell that Mu Kongwu ant no malice in his challenge and naturally didn’t take offense.
"Ah! Who would have thought... I’ve lived my life, only to et a young talent like you, skilled in both dicine and martial arts, and who regards money as re dirt. I’m fortunate, thrice fortunate! Haha."
"I’ve decided, from now on, Mr. Ye, you’re a good friend of the Mu Family! If you ever find yourself in a difficult situation, just turn to the Mu Family and we will support you with all of our might."
A friend?
That single statent surprised both Zhu Guangbo and Bai Yunfei.
It indicated that Ye Fei had gained Master Mu’s approval and that the two parties had reached a completely equal relationship.
Becoming a friend of the Mu Family, one of the Twelve Pillars, ant that within the southeastern region of the Great Xia Kingdom, one could virtually do as one pleased, second to none.
Who wouldn’t want such a friend?
But who has the qualifications to beco a friend of the Mu Family?
Certainly, neither the Zhu Family nor the Bai Family was currently up to par.
Yet now, Ye Fei had effortlessly achieved this.
How could this not evoke envy!
Nonetheless, Ye Fei seed quite indifferent to it all.
He smiled faintly, "Master Mu, you flatter excessively."
"There’s no need for flattery. It’s deserved."
Mu Changchun said, placing a hand on Ye Fei’s arm.
He appeared all smiles.
Yet, energy was already flowing through his palm as he exerted so force.
Despite having just recovered from a serious illness,
Mu Changchun was actually a top-notch martial arts practitioner.
Over sixty years of cultivation absolutely could not be compared to the trash at the Qianyuan Competition.
Furthermore, Ye Fei’s divine dical skills had allowed his body to nearly fully recover.
Therefore, Mu Changchun’s probing effort was indeed with six to seven tenths of his strength.
Even so, his palm felt as if it had grabbed an unshakable boulder, completely immovable.
This shocked him greatly.
He hastily withdrew his palm, "I didn’t expect Mr. Ye’s martial arts prowess to be even more inscrutable than your dical skill! Forgive my presumption."
"You overstate it, Master Mu," Ye Fei replied.
Ye Fei stood up.
"It’s getting late, I won’t keep you from your rest, Master Mu. There will be other days."
"Good! Good! I’ll personally see Mr. Ye out."
Nobody expected that Mu Changchun, who had just recovered from an illness, would actually get up and, holding onto Ye Fei’s hand as if with an old friend, personally escort him all the way downstairs.
No attempt to stop him would do.
After watching Ye Fei and his party drive away,
Mu Kongwen and Mu Kongwu looked confused and puzzled.
"Father, even if Mr. Ye saved your life, do you need to go this far? Isn’t it a bit too much?"
"Yeah, Dad, other than the Eighth Prince, I’ve never seen you treat anyone like this."
Mu Changchun’s eyes sparkled like stars as he smiled slightly.
"What do you know! You don’t really believe that the only strengths he has displayed are his dical skill and that small display of martial force, do you?"
His sons looked at him with confusion.
"Could there be more he has yet to reveal?"
Mu Changchun continued, "I’ve already tested his strength. He is not beneath , but rather above ! Possibly, even by a great margin."
"What? That strong?!"
Both sons were visibly shocked.
They knew full well their father’s prowess.
A decade ago, he had been ranked among the top one hundred martial artists of the Great Xia Kingdom.
Now, he could only be stronger than before.
And Ye Fei, at rely twenty years of age,
had reached such heights in martial arts cultivation.
This was truly hard to believe.
Mu Kongwen suddenly thought of sothing, "Father, I understand. By treating him in such a way, could it be that you wish to enlist his assistance in facing the decisive battle in a month’s ti?"
Mu Changchun nodded, "Correct. Having such a strong ally join us, the Mu Family’s chances of victory would significantly increase."
"Go, imdiately allocate five billion. Also, take out that set of Ancient Silver Needles I’ve collected over the years. Send them to Mr. Ye together."
"Whatever you do, make sure he accepts them! Understand?"
Mu Kongwen bowed, "Yes! I’ll see to it right away!"
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