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Chapter 887 My Chinese name is Mu Yusha

There was no response from Veronica, and there was no response to the call from the military either.

Everyone wanted to know what had happened, but they had no information.

This only indicates one possibility, that the accident did not occur in Tianmen.

The atmosphere in the main hall was solemn and depressing.

Li Mumu subconsciously glanced at the cause and effect line, and saw only a black screen.

When a top-level expert took action, she couldn't even see the cause and effect lines involved in this level of battle.

In the words of later generations, this is called concealing the secret.

At this moment, an old and calm voice suddenly asked, "What are you panicking about?"

When everyone looked back, they saw a burly, white-haired old man walking out of the backyard with a dragon-headed cane.

Such a sudden change actually alarmed Prince Mu.

"Why are you panicking?"

The old man looked around, sweeping his eyes over his children and grandchildren, and said in a deep voice: "The sky won't fall, it's time to eat!"

After these words were spoken, the atmosphere at the scene finally eased.

Our ancestors have already spoken, so there is nothing to worry about.

The old prince had experienced many ups and downs in his life, so he didn't take this matter to heart at all. He sat down on the chair, cleared his throat and continued, "Tell the kitchen to serve the food. Yushu, Yuheng, you two should eat first, and then go back to the unit."

"Those serving in the military should also go back."

"All family members should stay here. Don't leave at night. Wait until tomorrow morning. Ah Fu, go and clean up the side room."

As expected of a veteran general from the previous dynasty, he arranged everything with just a few words.

The phone suddenly rang, and the officer waiting nearby picked it up and put it to his ear: "This is Mu Yushu, what's the situation... I know, I'll be back right away."

Veronica's radio also started spitting out notes at this time, and the clicking sound attracted the attention of many people around.

Looking at the densely packed numbers on the note, Veronica's expression gradually became serious.

Wang Yunxiao asked quietly, "Do you need help?"

Veronica shook her head slightly.

At this time, the old prince shouted, "Yusha! Come here!"

Veronica tore off the note and put it in her pocket. Under the gaze of everyone, she walked up to the old prince with confidence and forced a smile on her face.

The old prince looked her up and down and asked in a low voice, "Is there something wrong with the church?"

"Nothing happened..."

"Don't hide it from me. You kids have all grown up under my nose. Do you think I can't see if there's anything wrong?"

The old prince cast his eyes towards everyone present and suddenly raised his voice and said, "Yusha is my granddaughter and a descendant of the Yu generation in my family. If anyone has any opinions or ideas, they can speak out in front of me."

Do you have any opinions? Of course not.

What is the blood relationship between this white-haired, long-legged Rakshasa woman and the Mu family?
No one knows how much gossip has been spread behind the scenes.

But during the New Year, anyone who dares to stand up and argue with our ancestors will only be asking for trouble.

The Prince Mu's Mansion has always been ruled by the old prince, who only cares about the opinions of the men from all sides. As for the trivial matters of the women in the harem, they are never brought to the table.

If someone cannot even control his wife, and goes to the old ancestor to argue about those messy things, the old ancestor will be angry and dare to drive him out of the house. There are more than one such examples in the past.

This only happens at home. If it were in the military, no one would waste time talking to you and would just push you out as a sacrifice.

"Since you all have no objections, don't let me hear anyone gossiping about this behind my back anymore, otherwise I will punish you according to the family rules!"

As soon as this statement came out, the scene was in an uproar.

Gossiping is unavoidable. Nowadays, people don't have much entertainment. If you don't allow people to play with their cell phones or chat, they will be suffocated to death.

Even the Imperial Palace cannot solve this problem and can only provide targeted protection.

For example, if you dare to talk about the emperor or the prince in private, you must be beheaded. If you just gossip about the concubines in the harem, the worst you will get is a beating.

There are similar rules in Prince Mu's Mansion. Not to mention the ancestors, but also the most outstanding third-generation descendants, Mu Yuheng and Mu Yushu, are also not allowed to chat casually.

The second generation descendants who are still alive are all getting old. If nothing unexpected happens, after a hundred years since the ancestor passed away, the next owner of the palace will be chosen from among these two.

But now, the old prince's casual words actually raised Mu Yusha to the same level as the two of them. Although the old ancestor has always loved this granddaughter, he has more than just this one granddaughter, and she is not even his own, so how did she suddenly rise to this level?

Everyone couldn't help but talk about it for a while, even Mu Yushu looked surprised. Only Mu Yuheng seemed to have expected it. He didn't show any emotional fluctuations and just nodded to Mu Yusa.

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The old prince was too lazy to pay attention to the comments of others. He just stared at Mu Yusha and asked, "If you need anything, just ask. Now is not the time for you to cherish your face and pay attention to human relations and etiquette. The resources of the Mu family are at your disposal."

Ah? ? ?
Everyone was even more surprised when they heard this. What was going on? Was the ancestor going to entrust his son to someone else?
Then it’s not her turn anyway?
Mu Yusha was silent for a moment, then shook her head and said, "Thank you, Grandpa, but I can handle my own problems, so I won't bother you for help."

"You are still too naive."

The old prince shook his head and said, "This is not how you fight a war. When you are not fighting, you must be patient no matter how difficult it is. Once you start fighting, you cannot be lenient at all and must be swift and decisive. Use all the strength you can and don't have any fluke mentality."

"I know."

"Then go ahead."

Seeing that Mu Yusa had no intention of relying on the power of the Mu family, the old prince's eyes showed both disappointment and relief.

Ultimately, young people have to walk their own path.

He is old, an antique buried in the past.

No one knew what the old prince and Mu Yusa were talking about. Some people guessed something, but they didn't dare to think about it too much.

Wang Yunxiao watched Veronica turn around and walk towards him, and everyone's eyes followed.

Including Li Mumu.

But now is not the time to get romantic with her.

"How to say?"

"Let's go, I told you on the way."

Veronica led Wang Yunxiao and Mu Yusheng out of Prince Mu's mansion and walked to a deserted place. She whispered, "There's news from the church that the archbishop was attacked on his way back to Tianmen. The current situation is unclear."

"So...are you planning on helping?"

"It's too late to rush over to help now. I need to return to the church immediately and take charge of the situation."

"Is there anything I can do to help?"

"Have."

Veronica winked at Wang Yunxiao: "Wait for my call."

(End of this chapter)