Chapter 77: Martial Sisters at Odds: Yang Wei's Unwanted Role as Mediator in the Mu Sisters' Feud

Mu Lingxi stood at the door, hands tucked behind her back.

Spotting her, Mu Lin gritted her teeth and spat out, "Lingxi!" The sweet side of Mu Lin that Yang Wei had grown accustomed to vanished, replaced by a more upset and unfriendly side.

Calmly flinging one of her pigtails back, Mu Lingxi retorted, "It seems you've forgotten you're the junior here, Lin'er." She glared at Mu Lin, adding, "If not, you wouldn't dare call my name in such a disrespectful manner."

Mu Lin's teeth-gritting intensified, and her chopsticks snapped in her grasp. Her fists tightened—enough to look like she'd punch her Senior Sister in the face the first chance she got.

Yang Wei gently placed a hand on Mu Lin's left hand, calming her down.

The two Mu clan daughters together in one room, and then there's me... This won't end well.

The angry expression on Mu Lin's visage faded, revealing the more peaceful, smug face that he was familiar with. Mu Lin cleared her throat, stood up, and proudly walked toward Mu Lingxi.

Mu Lingxi gracefully walked further into the room, smiling as her brown eyes lit up when she saw Yang Wei. "Yang Wei, how're y—"

Almost immediately, Yang Wei turned his face away as if he had no clue who she was. He scratched his head and glanced around, playing the part of a confused person who didn't even know where he was.

Mu Lingxi clenched her fist, knowing he was obviously ignoring her. She raised her voice gradually, "You son of a..."

However, Mu Lin stepped forward, spreading her arms. "Sister, are you not a Grandmaster already, yes? You should focus on things people of your age do, like playing xiangqi with Grandmaster Lin Feng," she mocked.

"Although you lack youthful beauty like mine," Mu Lin added, placing a hand on her chest to further emphasize what she meant, "I'm sure Grandmaster Lin Feng wouldn't mind making you his seventh wife. After all, with your old bones and washed up beauty, you should fit in well with his other wives."

Mu Lingxi remained indifferent, seemingly unimpressed by her sister's banter. Her expression suggested she saw little value in Mu Lin's words.

Mu Lingxi simply shut her eyes, delicately adjusted her hair, and took a step past Mu Lin, dismissing her with an air of indifference. "We can talk when you're a bit more mature. I'm not here to fight with you over someone like Yang Wei," she asserted calmly. However, she couldn't resist adding more, "Though knowing you, it would still turn into a needless competition somehow."

Mu Lin quickly lost her composure and placed her hands on her waist dramatically. "Nonsense!" she shouted. "I don't care if you have your eyes on Yang Wei. After all, we already sle—"

Unexpectedly fueled by anger, Mu Lingxi pointed a finger at Mu Lin. "Simply because your my sister, doesn't mean I'll hesitate to attack you!"

Fearlessly stepping forward, Mu Lin challenged her, saying, "Do your worst!"

The tension escalated, and Yang Wei, overwhelmed, sighed and rubbed his temples, sensing a brewing conflict.

As the siblings stood on the verge of a showdown, Mu Lingxi took a deep breath, regaining composure.

"I won't waste my time on you," she said.

She walked over to Yang Wei, sat beside him, and crossed her legs, revealing pearl-like, white, flawless thighs. She folded her arms once again, involuntarily pushing up her fairly bountiful breasts. "Hmph!" she uttered, maintaining an indifferent expression. "I'm just here to check on Yang Wei and make some inquiries about his cultivation progress.

After all, his Foundation Establishment breakthrough was indeed a showstopper."

While speaking, she casually picked up a rag and cleaned the stains off Yang Wei's lips. "You're quite the messy eater," she commented.

Mu Lin, seething with jealousy, was about to explode when Yang Wei abruptly stood up and headed for the door.

"Hm?" was all Mu Lingxi uttered to his sudden movement.

"W... Where're you going?!" Mu Lin asked.

"I need some fresh air, and peace of mind too..."

Stepping out of the door, Yang Wei was greeted by a line of junior disciples who all clenched their fists and bowed in respect.

"Greetings, Star Disciple!"

Puzzled, he glanced back at Mu Lingxi.

With a calm demeanor, she explained, "Oh, that's the other reason I came here."