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Could it be that this had something to do with his father? Murong Xuan guessed that although Murong Batian had humiliated him in front of Jiang Liu'er, blood was thicker than water. In the end, his father had listened to him and taught Jiang Liu'er a lesson?

He didn't know if his guess was right or not, but the facts before him showed that his guess was at least eighty percent correct.

Seeing that Murong Xuan remained silent for a long time, Yang Xiaotong thought that this matter really had something to do with Murong Xuan. She slapped him.

"Pa!" A crisp slap landed on Murong Xuan's face, stunning him. He looked up at Yang Xiaotong, who was biting her lips and glaring at him. He was speechless.

"Murong Xuan, I thought you and Jiang Liu'er just had a bad relationship, but who would've thought you were so despicable that you wouldn't even let your friends around him go. Murong Xuan, I thought we wouldn't be together, or at least that we would have some form of friendship, but now I can see your true face clearly. I was really blind and thought you were a good person."

Yang Xiaodong suddenly shouted hysterically at Mu Rong Xuan. She had thought that it was because of him. Reality gave her a tight slap which made it hard for her to breathe.

Yang Xiaodong's angry roar made Murong Batian, who was on the bed, react. His fingers moved again and again, but unfortunately, no one noticed the two of them glaring at each other.

"Yang Xiaodong, do you know what you're doing? Are you going to fight against me for a river?"

Murong Xuan gritted his teeth. He could clearly feel the burning sensation on his face. The person she liked actually came and hit him for another man. What did he do wrong? Why did things turn out like this?

"Yang Xiaodong, Jiang Liu'er is just a poor student, a dog that anyone can ride on his head, what is it worth for you to like and what is it worth for you to protect him? When did you, Yang Xiaodong, become such a lowly person?"

Every word Murong Xuan said stabbed Yang Xiaodong's heart. She raised her hand, but the palm landed on his face. Murong Xuan didn't expect his anger to hit Yang Xiaodong. He quickly let go, but it was already too late.

"You bastard, when did I ever teach you to hit a woman!"

Murong Batian was woken up by the sound in the room. When he opened his eyes, he saw the two people arguing on the bed. He wanted to speak, but his throat was so dry that he couldn't utter a sound.

Murong Xuan was shocked by the sudden voice. He looked over and realized that his father had woken up. He quickly walked over to Murong Batian.

"F * ck off, laozi doesn't have an uneducated son like you."

Murong Batian's anger towards Murong Xuan was partly because Mu Rong Xuan had beaten up a woman, and partly because the one who was beaten up was Yang Xiaodong.

If the Yang family knew that his own son had beaten their family's daughter, the Yang family, who loved Yang Xiaodong so dearly, would no longer have any relationship with the Mu Rong family in this lifetime. If the Mu Rong family lost such a powerful partner, how could they survive in such a competitive market?

Murong Xuan didn't think that Murong Batian would say such a thing. He didn't commit such a heinous crime, did he? There was no need to get so angry!

"Old man, did you lie down for too long? Something must have gone wrong with your head."

Murong Xuan stretched out his hand to touch Murong Batian's head. Was he mad from the fever? But Murong Batian suddenly sat up from the bed and slapped Murong Xuan's face.

Murong Batian had done hard work for the rest of his life. In addition to the thickness of the grown man's palm and his own strength, this slap on Murong's face caused stars to appear in his eyes. A bloody taste came from his mouth and blood started to flow out of his nose.

Since he was young, it was common for him to fight against Murong Batian. Sometimes, Murong Batian would be thoroughly angered by him, but never had Murong Batian ever made a move against him.

Murong Xuan looked at Murong Batian, who was panting heavily beside the bed. He turned his head, slammed the door, and ran out.

Only Yang Xiaodong and Murong Batian were left in the room. She slowly walked to the bedside and pulled out the pillow behind Murong Batian so that he could sit comfortably.

"Uncle, don't be angry. I just came today to ask some questions. I didn't know I was disturbing you. I'm sorry."

Murong Batian shook his head, gasping for breath. "Stop, I'm so used to this bastard. Xiao Tong, go back quickly. Murong Xuan definitely won't wait for you. Go back quickly and be careful on the way."

Seeing that Murong Batian had already sent out the order to leave, Yang Xiaodong didn't say anything more. She nodded and left the hospital. As Murong Batian had expected, Murong Xuan was nowhere to be seen.

After Murong Xuan left the hospital, his mind went blank from anger. He ran to the underground parking lot and drove around aimlessly on the streets. When he arrived at an abandoned park, he drove the car in, stopped, rolled down the window, and stared blankly into the distance.

Suddenly, the door opened and a handsome man in a black suit entered the car. "You seem to have encountered a problem that cannot be solved."

Murong Xuan was also shocked by the man in the car. Looking at his astute face, he asked curiously, "Who are you? Who told you to get in my car? Do I know you?"

The man sneered when he saw Murong Xuan's overreaction. He stretched out his hand and pinched his fingers. "It's okay if you don't know me. I know you. Hello, Mr. Murong Xuan."

"Stop, I'll say it again, I don't know you. As for how you know me, I don't know and I'm not interested. I've finished what I need to say, I don't want you to stay in my car. Please get off, okay?"

When the man heard that Mu Rong Xuan wanted to kick him out of the car, he smiled casually and opened the car door with one hand. "I came today because of Jiang Liu Er, since you don't want to see me, then alright. I think too much.

The man's words made Murong Xuan suddenly react. "Wait."

The man smiled when he heard Murong Xuan tell him to wait. His eyes were as sly as a fox's. "What? You think I'm useful to you again?"

Murong Xuan frowned as he carefully examined the man. Although he was curious about the man's identity, he was more interested in the Jiang Liu'er matter that the man mentioned.

"What did you just say? You're looking for me for Jiang Liu'er. How do you know Jiang Liu'er? How do you know the relationship between me and Jiang Liu'er?"

The man shook his head and spoke without hurry, "You don't have to worry, the reason why I came to find you today was because of you and Jiang Liu'er. The man shook his head and spoke without hurry," You don't have to worry, the reason why I came to find you was because of you and Jiang Liu'er.

"Alright, since you know about Jiang Liu'er, then I won't beat around the bush. I'll also tell you the truth. I'm suspicious of your identity, and I'll tell you directly. If I'm suspicious of your identity, then I won't be cooperating with you."

"I'm just a normal antique player, following my father's wishes and searching for an antique called the Heavenly Son Sword. I received news a while ago that the ancient sword is in the hands of your father, Murong Batian, and I had a simple negotiation with him, but for some reason, we couldn't reach a deal, and I wanted to try to win it over, but I found out that my goal for negotiating was wrong, because to some extent, what Mr. Murong Batian wants is something that I can't accomplish with my abilities. And what you want, Murong Xuan, to me, is something that I can do with a wave of my hand."

Sorry, Mr. Murong Xuan, I'm not saying this to explain the difference in power between you and your father, but I feel that finding the right person will make the right deal, and only then will both sides be satisfied, if it's not fair, in the end, one side will definitely suffer and be dissatisfied. For you, teaching Jiang Liu'er a lesson is your goal.

Mu Rong Xuan agreed with half of the man's words, while the other half had doubts, but regardless of whether the man was telling the truth or not, it didn't matter to him. Mu Rong Xuan agreed with half of the man's words, and the other half had doubts, but regardless of the man's words, it didn't matter whether the man was telling the truth, or

"But the value of the Heavenly Son Sword seems to be far greater than the value of letting River Child disappear from my world. This deal doesn't seem fair to me."

Even though Murong Xuan's heart was moved by the chips that could make Jiang Liu'er disappear, he tried his best to calm his anger. He couldn't wait to get the man in front of him to finish him right now, even if the price was his Murong family's trillions of dollars.

The man raised an eyebrow and shook his index finger at Murong Xuan. "You're wrong. To you, the price of exterminating Jiang Liu'er is many times more than a Heavenly Son Sword. To me, the value of a Heavenly Son Sword is many times more than a vile person like you in Lian Cheng. You should understand this simple principle, right?"

Murong Xuan obviously knew that in everyone's eyes, the value of seeing things was different, but …

If the Heavenly Son Sword was his, he wouldn't hesitate to agree to this man's deal. But this thing was his father's idea after all, how could he kill it first, unless he didn't want his own life.