In order to survive, she forced herself to have a happy ending with the yandere villain.

As the butler was speaking, he suddenly remembered something, clapped his hands excitedly, and said:

"Oh, right, there's one more thing. Last night, the young master of the Xie family went out and killed our master's nephew. When you arrive, sir, you must seek justice for our master and the people."

"Young Master Xie?"

Mo Jiang became curious when he heard the other party mention the young master of the Xie family.

"Yes, it's the city lord's only child, Xie Ze."

"Xie... Ze".

Mo Jiang carefully studied the name, his eyes filled with hope.

"His name was Xie Ze."

The stewards on the side listened to Lord Mo Jiang muttering to himself, and they were all puzzled.

"Sir, do you know Young Master Xie?"

"No, I don't know Young Master Xie, but I do have some connection with the Xie family."

The butler was secretly delighted to hear this.

That's wonderful! The lord before us has connections with the Xie family and is even sent from the capital. He'll definitely be able to take care of the Xie family.

Their general could then return to power and rule Anqi City.

With such good news, we must hurry and take the adults to the Yang residence.

We must get this good news to General Yang as soon as possible.

The butler, like a lapdog, smiled obsequiously and said:

"This way, sir. Our residence is nearby."

"and many more."

Mo Jiang, who was standing in front of him, suddenly stopped and raised his large hand to block the person behind him.

"?"

"Sir, what brings you here?"

Mo Jiang stood at the street intersection, looking at his surroundings, and suddenly asked a question.

"Butler, could you please tell me where the Xie residence is located?"

"... "

The steward of the Yang family was stunned for a moment, his mind racing, before he slowly understood Lord Mo's intention.

They probably want to know the enemy's location, right?

Thinking it would be easier to deal with later.

He then respectfully pointed to the right side of the street and carefully replied to him:

"Oh, sure, sir. The Xie residence is just over there, straight ahead. It's the largest and most prestigious family in Anqi City; that's the Xie residence."

Mo Jiang looked at that spot, roughly determined the location, and nodded.

"Yes, I understand."

"Then let's go, sir, my general can't wait any longer."

"Let's go, please lead the way, butler."

"Yes."

The steward of the Yang family brought Mo Jiang to the Yang residence. Before they even entered, they were greeted with great hospitality by the obese Yang Feng.

"You must be Lord Mo, sent by Prime Minister Wen to save us. Please come in quickly."

Mo Jiang, of noble status, frowned slightly as he looked at the obese man before him.

He looked nothing like a general of a nation; he seemed more like a cunning and wealthy merchant. His smiling eyes had shrunk to mere slits.

Excess fat on the face is also unhealthy.

Seeing this, Mo Jiang, being a doctor, was very displeased and asked with a puzzled look in his eyes:

"You are General Yang?"

"Yes, I am Yang Feng."

Yang Feng patted his belly twice, making his fat tremble, which looked quite comical and greasy.

"... "

The steward noticed that Lord Mo's gaze was off, so he chimed in to help.

"Yes, this is our general."

Mo Jiang made no attempt to hide anything and began discussing it with his apprentice.

"This general should lose weight!"

"!!"

"!"

The two people who overheard this were stunned, their faces gradually turning pale.

Their lips twitched, but they had to restrain themselves from getting angry at the adults from the capital.

Where have they ever met such a person, speaking ill of others in front of them?

Without any attempt at concealment, they directly mocked the person involved to their face.

This doesn't seem like the behavior of a gentleman.

However, these people do not require Mo Jiang to behave like a gentleman.

However, his young apprentice behind him coughed awkwardly.

"Master, don't say these things in front of others."

"Ah."

Mo Jiang's expression immediately turned serious as he stared at the obese general in front of him and asked.

"In short, General Yang, what do you want me to do here?"

"What?"

What do you mean?

Yang Feng and his butler exchanged a glance.

The butler waved his hand, indicating that he didn't know why the man said that.

Everything was agreed upon on the way, so why does the general have to repeat it all now?

"Stop looking. My master wants your general. Explain clearly what he wants from your master."

"... "

Is this not easy?

Yang Feng rubbed his hands together with a smile and said respectfully:

"Actually, our Anqi City has always been under the government's jurisdiction, but the Xie family suddenly appeared and not only took it away, but now they are abusing their power and harming the people. Therefore, this general hopes that Lord Mo can deal with the entire Xie family. Especially that little poisoner Xie Ze who harmed my nephew! Avenge my relatives!"

They actually wanted to harm Anlin's child?

How could he possibly do that?

Mo Jiang suddenly gave a cold "humph".

The young apprentice beside him noticed that his master seemed somewhat disdainful. He asked worriedly, "..."

"Master, what's wrong?"

"Master is just thinking that this matter is going to be difficult."

"Then... what should we do?"

A sharp glint flashed in Mo Jiang's eyes as he met the obese general's gaze, giving him his full assurance.

"I can help you deal with Xie Zhentian, but you absolutely cannot lay a hand on Xie Ze."

"Why... why?"

Everyone was completely bewildered, even Mo Jiang's closest disciple was clueless.

"There's no reason why, this is a promise I made to you."

After saying that, Mo Jiang turned and left without entering the Yang residence.

"master!"

The young apprentice behind him quickly followed.

Yang Feng and the butler, their faces full of confusion, asked loudly:

"Eh... where is Lord Mo going now?"

"... "

In the end, they received no response from Mo Jiang. They could only stand at the gate of the mansion, staring at each other, watching him leave helplessly.

"??"

...

Mo Jiang was already on the street, sitting at a tea stall, slowly sipping his tea, waiting for something.

The air was filled with the lively sounds of street stalls.

"Selling steamed buns, piping hot steamed buns."

The young apprentice, panting, rushed over from the side.

In his hand was an extra slender and exquisite brocade box.

The young apprentice walked up to Mo Jiang and asked in confusion:

"Master, where are you taking this box of thousand-year-old ginseng?"

Mo Jiang raised his eyebrows, glanced at him, and said with a smile:

"Go and meet my godson."

"what?"

The young apprentice looked bewildered; he had been by his master's side for twenty years.

This is the first time I've heard him say he has an adopted son!

While he was thinking, Mo Jiang had already moved forward a distance.

He loudly reminded them:

"Hurry up and follow with the ginseng."

"Oh."

...

The two arrived near the gate of a wealthy family's house.

The young apprentice looked up at the plaque and was immediately dumbfounded.

He quickly grabbed his master who was stepping forward, and reminded him in shock:

"Master, look carefully, this is the Xie residence. Didn't you say you were here to find your adopted son?"

Mo Jiang glanced casually at the plaque of the mansion, but answered calmly.

"Yes, that's right, isn't my godson inside?"

"What!!"

The young apprentice was shocked and gasped. He approached his master and reached out to touch his forehead.

"Master, are you alright? Isn't the Xie family... our enemy?"

"... "