There was a flicker of emotions in Yun Jian’s eyes when she heard what Mu Ying said. She walked over to graze the butterfly knives piled on the old desk.
It was then pin-drop silence, quiet like the still water.
Even Mu Shuang who was relatively talkative and Leng Hanzhe who was doubtful could not help holding their breaths. Just when they thought that Yun Jian would not say anything in reply, they heard her calm and gentle voice.
“I like them very much.”
It sounded normal but compared to Yun Jian’s intonation in the past, it was a tone lighter and gave rise to endless room for imagination.
Mu Shuang felt her heart staggering in follow.
“I’m glad you like them.” Mu Ying turned to smile at Yun Jian.
Both of them conversed normally, so normal that they felt like strangers who were just acquainted. Yet both of them felt like comrades who went through life and death to Leng Hanzhe and Mu Shuang. Although Leng Hanzhe and Mu Shuang had no idea why was it that they felt this way, both of them were thoroughly stunned—they did not even know why they were stunned.
They had only broken out of the trance when a low rugged growl sounded outside of the wooden hut.
“What? Mu Rou-meimei, someone bullied you? Who was it? Who mistreated you?”
The guy’s voice was a little gruff, like a low growl that rumbled from the deeper end of his throat.
A while later, Mu Rou’s wronged dainty voice sounded outside of the wooden hut. “No—nobody bullied me. Cousin Mu Ying didn’t take any stranger to the back of the house either…”
The group in the wooden hut could already picture Mu Rou’s fake pitiful front when they heard her.
“What? Mu Ying took a stranger to the back of our house? That’s Mu Family’s secret training ground! Is she trying to tell the whole world that we have a training ground? I’ll go teach her a lesson right now…”
The gruff voice of a guy grunted angrily before the sound of the voice’s owner making his way toward here could be heard.
“Let’s head out first,” Mu Ying frowned listening to the sound and told Yun Jian.
“Mn.” Yun Jian nodded.
When both of them were about to leave the wooden hut, Mu Shuang was heard exclaiming, “Eh? How did the butterfly knives here go missing? I counted 21 of them just now?”
Once Mu Shuang said that, Yun Jian pulled the hem of her clothes up and revealed the several butterfly knives lined up around her hips to the former. It astounded Mu Shuang that she went still, only snapping out of it a moment later, as she widened her eyes at Yun Jian.
“When… when did you hide the butterfly knives? I didn’t see you moving at all… and how did you manage to tuck so many of them with you… It doesn’t even look like you’re hiding anything! This is… This is crazy…”
What Mu Shuang had exclaimed was exactly what Leng Hanzhe was astonished about as well.
Yun Jian smiled and left the wooden hut with Mu Ying without saying anything. Once they stepped out of the wooden hut, they saw the owner of the husky voice standing in front of them.
The guy was in his twenties and wore a military uniform, looking quite dashing. He furrowed his brows when he saw a girl he did not know standing next to Mu Ying while Mu Rou stood beside him.
He looked at Yun Jian with a frown and shouted quite furiously at Mu Ying, “Mu Ying! You’re the one who brought this stranger to the back of our house, aren’t you!?”
The guy clenched both his fists, cracking his knuckles, and looked authoritative as he spoke.
“Ge! This girl is so cool! Don’t make things difficult for her!” Mu Shuang who ran out from the wooden hut rushed to the guy and grabbed his arm to tell him.
