Published: March 7, 2025
CHAPTER TWENTY-THREE: My Name is Jun Xizhu!
“Why aren’t you going to look for her?!” Mo Xingchen shouted loudly, and the entire Mo Family sprang into action.
According to common sense, where could an eleven-year-old girl run off to? Even if she ran for several miles, it wouldn't be too far, right? Even for a child of a noble family, running hundreds of miles at eleven years old would be quite impressive, wouldn’t it?
So at first, the members of the Mo Family were relaxed and didn’t think much of it.
But…
After three days of continuous searching, everyone’s expressions darkened: the entire territory of the Mo Family had been searched thoroughly, yet Mo Qingwu was nowhere to be found!
Mo Xingchen was furious!
The Grand Elder, Mo Wuxin, remained expressionless, watching Mo Xingchen reprimanding his subordinates. After a while, Mo Xingchen waved his hand in anger, ordering everyone to leave and sulked in a corner.
“Xiao Wu might be determined to leave the family,” Mo Wuxin said lightly. “So she’s probably already left the Mo Family’s territory.”
“Why do you say that?” Mo Xingchen’s eyes widened. “She’s just a little girl; how great could it be to stay within the family? How could she leave so ruthlessly? Truly an ungrateful daughter! Over the years, has our Mo Family ever neglected her? It really infuriates me!”
Mo Wuxin’s eyes flickered as he said, “It’s a timeless truth that girls are drawn to the outside world! Xiao Wu… Hehe, Xingchen; this matter should not be publicized for now, keep it confidential! Send people out to search secretly… The cooperation with the Dream Clan must not be interrupted. The engagement must be maintained. That… is what’s important.”
“Understood.” Mo Xingchen, still fuming, began to worry again. “But if Xiao Wu runs out like this, the martial artists are treacherous. How dangerous could it be?”
“Dangerous… So what? An already discarded Mo Qingwu, no matter how much you care, what can you do? The benefits she could bring to the family are already limited…” Mo Wuxin said coldly. “The key is to see the family’s interests! Even if Xiao Wu doesn’t return… but Dreamfall hasn’t met her yet, right? Just find someone to replace her. There should still be plenty of girls in our Mo Family of her age…”
“I understand the Grand Elder’s meaning,” Mo Xingchen said after a moment of silence.
“Hmm, if we are to find a replacement, we must start preparing now, be ready for any eventuality,” Mo Wuxin revealed a slight smile on his haggard face. “If we are caught off guard later, it will not be good.”
“Understood.”
“I must say, Xingchen, your education of your children… still has shortcomings.” Mo Wuxin sighed heavily, disappointed. “Look at your sons, look at your daughter… The two sons fight to the death for power, and one daughter disregards her upbringing, showing no gratitude to the family, leaving at the slightest inconvenience…”
Saying this, he sighed again and waved his sleeves, leaving.
Mo Xingchen sat in a daze for a while, suddenly twisting his face, raised his palm and slammed it on the table, turning the rosewood table into a pile of dust with a crash, muttering to himself, “What do you mean by two sons fighting for power? It’s because my sons are outstanding! Can others compete with them if they want to? What do you mean by my daughter only suffering a little setback? First, she’s thrown from heaven into hell and then dragged out of hell to be used, the price is a lifetime… Who can endure that?”
“Damn it, my mother and my daughter are like that because I’m their father… What are you?!” Mo Xingchen’s face twisted with anger. “I can scold, but others can’t! Humph…”
These words, of course, he dared not say out loud.
“Humph, even if I know your hardships, when you return, I’ll teach you a good lesson!” Mo Xingchen said as he also waved his sleeves and left.
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Since Mo Qingwu rode on the fast horse, fearing that her family would catch up and take her back, other than necessary rests, she kept pushing forward at the fastest speed. Six days later, the surroundings grew increasingly desolate, and the number of travelers on the road diminished further…