CHAPTER 830: CHAPTER 830: THE ONLY REASON IS STILL BECAUSE OF HER

"Over the past year, our Nanyan Commerce has expanded rapidly, thanks to Senior Wenren’s reputation, allowing us to proceed smoothly everywhere, except in Lin’an County, where progress is impossible. It’s not just our Nanyan Commerce; even the descendants of the Eight Great Families of the Capital must tread carefully in Lin’an County.

If Miss Yu really falls into the hands of the aristocratic clans, rushing to Lin’an County like this won’t guarantee finding her whereabouts, let alone rescuing her."

"Che Xiang, I also understand what you’re saying, but Zirong is my friend. I can’t ignore his matter. No matter how formidable the aristocratic clans might be, even if it’s a dragon’s den or a tiger’s lair, I must venture in." Mu Hanyan stated with absolute determination.

Even Huayue and the others had slightly misty eyes as they looked at Mu Hanyan’s resolute gaze.

They had heard of the Anlin Family’s prowess. Although these ancient families had long receded from ordinary people’s view, they knew these aristocratic families were like giant beasts in deep sleep, guarding their territory. Even the Anyun Royal Family hesitated to provoke them lightly, fearing to awaken these slumbering beasts, which could bring unpredictable calamities to their rule.

Yet, Mu Hanyan did not hesitate at all, and this was merely for a guard.

"Well said, this is truly a descendant of our Mu Family." At this moment, a voice, aged yet gratified, echoed from outside the door.

"Grandfather!" Mu Hanyan recognized Mu Beichen’s voice and was startled, opening the door.

"Salutations to the Family Head, salutations to the Family Head." Upon seeing Mu Beichen’s commanding presence, Huayue and the others promptly bowed in respect.

Che Xiang did not dare slack, repeatedly serving tea and water, so excited that his fingers trembled.

This was the head of the Mu Family, one of the Eight Great Families of the Capital. Even the branch family members rarely saw him, and he never imagined he would have such an opportunity.

"Grandfather, why have you come?" Mu Hanyan offered tea and asked, puzzled.

"I received a letter from your father as well. Zirong’s matter is your matter, and your matter is also mine." Mu Beichen said with a smile.

"Grandfather, you’re willing to help?" Mu Hanyan said joyfully.

Knowing the Anlin Family’s strength, Mu Hanyan originally didn’t want to involve the Zong Family, deciding instead to take Zirong and the others personally to Anlin County. Of course, Mu Hanyan also knew this decision might be impulsive, might not yield good results, but watching a past life’s tragedy befall Zirong again was something he couldn’t bear.

But if Mu Beichen was willing to intervene, the situation was much different. The Mu Family, one of the Eight Great Families of the Capital, even once one of the two major families of Anyun, would surely be more formidable than just a few of them.

"Heishi City is the Mu Family’s territory, and its citizens are the Mu Family’s people. If they are so blatantly taken away, it clearly shows disregard for the Mu Family. How can I remain indifferent?" Mu Beichen’s expression darkened, speaking proudly, as an invisible aura of authority emanated from him, daunting and unassailable.

Huayue and the others, gazing at the elder’s dignified face, couldn’t help but feel an urge to bow down. They wondered inwardly just how powerful the Mu Family Patriarch truly was.

"Alright, you all don’t need to worry about this matter; leave it to me." Mu Beichen said decisively with a wave of his arm.

"Family Head, won’t this cause trouble for the Zong Family?" Zirong hesitated and asked Mu Beichen.

Though Mu Beichen’s earlier words were righteous and grand, Zirong knew they were just an excuse. Although under Mu Rui’an’s governance, Heishi City was peaceful and prosperous, there were still occasional crimes, but the elder couldn’t manage all that. The sole reason he intervened was because of Mu Hanyan.

But Zirong also knew that dealing with those aristocratic families in Anlin County wasn’t easy and feared his own issues might bring trouble to the Mu Family. These aristocratic clans were deeply rooted, with expansive networks; a slight misstep could provoke not just one clan, but several great families, and perhaps even the royal family.

The current Mu Family was no match for the Mu Family from eons ago and couldn’t withstand such enormous pressure.

"Your consideration does justice to how much Hanyan values you. Don’t worry about this matter; I have it measured, just leave it to me." Mu Beichen gave Zirong a deep, approving glance and nodded.

With that said, Mu Beichen strode out proudly.

Behind him, Huayue and Zirong and the others respectfully bowed to see him off, their gazes filled with heartfelt respect.

No one expected that Zirong’s matter would alarm the Family Head, much less that he would intervene without hesitation. Following Mu Hanyan was not just Zirong’s fortune, but a blessing for all of them.

"Alright, now you can finally rest easy." Mu Hanyan finally breathed a long sigh of relief, speaking to Zirong.

"With the Family Head stepping in, I am certainly at ease." Zirong managed a rare smile. It was still a bit forced, but he was somewhat reassured.

"Zirong, I know you’re anxious, but rushing won’t help. Calm down and wait for good news from my grandfather." Mu Hanyan consoled Zirong.

"Alright." Zirong nodded vigorously.

"By the way, if it’s truly the aristocratic families acting, why would they target Miss Yu?" Che Xiang wondered aloud.

Mu Hanyan and the others were so worried about Yu Qingwan’s safety that they hadn’t considered this point and looked at Zirong with confusion.

"I don’t know. Although the Yu Family is considered a notable aristocratic clan in Heishi City, they can’t compare to the Anlin aristocratic families, and there shouldn’t be any enmity." Zirong said gravely.

"Let’s not dwell on this for now. Once my grandfather finds her, we will naturally have answers." Mu Hanyan, who never worried unnecessarily, wasn’t about to start now.

"Young master, the Purple Heart Ganlu Grass you asked me to inquire about last time has some leads. I’ve ordered people to investigate thoroughly, and we should have news in a few days." Che Xiang’s excitement finally settled, and he told Mu Hanyan.

"There’s no rush for that right now; prioritize stirring up resources and searching for Yu Qingwan’s whereabouts." Mu Hanyan waved his hand, speaking. Even though Grandfather had already intervened, Mu Hanyan couldn’t just sit idly by and wait for news.

"Understood, young master." Che Xiang quickly responded.

"Also, find me some decent swords, similar to the last ones, and select a batch of top-notch elixirs too." Mu Hanyan counted and handed over a twenty million silver note to Che Xiang.

The commerce is one matter; personal expenses are another. Mu Hanyan didn’t want to develop the bad habit of extravagance, carelessly drawing on resources, which could potentially bankrupt the commerce swiftly, especially since the cultivation resources needed now are increasingly precious.