CHAPTER 858: CHAPTER 858: I REALLY DON’T SEE YOU AS WORTHY OF ATTENTION

What about being a Royal Family member? Not to mention her own status, just talking about Ye Lanfeng, the absurdly young Sword Saint, isn’t someone the Anyun Royal Family wishes to offend. Forgot to mention, of course, Mu Hanyan thought of Ye Lanfeng while eating delicious food. Before they came, Mu Hanyan had Angang call Ye Lanfeng over for dining. But Ye Lanfeng would only speak more when alone with Mu Hanyan; in front of others, his handsome face always remained expressionless, as if strangers were not welcome.

"How arrogant, what if we don’t leave?" Mu Hanyan said coldly.

"Not leaving, haha, then we can only ask you to leave." Song Zhe, hearing Mu Hanyan’s words, hesitated slightly, as if he’d heard the funniest joke in the world, laughing loudly.

"Don’t think just because you have some family background in Nanxi County, you can take yourself seriously in the Capital. Do you know who I am? I’m Song Zhe, from one of the Eight Great Families of the Capital!" Once the laughter faded, Song Zhe said proudly.

"Song Family, is it that impressive?" Mu Hanyan said disdainfully without even looking up. Having been in the Capital for some time, she had some understanding of the Eight Great Families, but had never heard of Song Zhe, probably just an incompetent little playboy.

Mu Hanyan looked down on such playboys who didn’t have their own skills and used family background to intimidate others. Because she had her own skills and waited for others to reveal her family background for intimidation, fundamentally different from these low-level playboys, right?

"What did you say, do you dare disregard my Song Family!" Song Zhe, hearing Mu Hanyan’s disdain, shouted angrily.

"Of course I wouldn’t dare disregard the Song Family, but you, I really don’t pay much attention to." Mu Hanyan said casually.

"Haha, quite the tone, if you dare disregard my Brother Song, then you also disregard me, Fang Ziqing?"

"And me, Song Shibo, probably not in your sight either."

"And me, Changsun Feihong, should also be disregarded by you, right."

...One spoiled rich kid after another brazenly introduced themselves, let alone just a family member from Nanxi County, even descendants of the Eight Great Families wouldn’t dare offend so many noble family’s sons simultaneously.

However, Mu Hanyan was not very concerned, whatever Fang Ziqing, whatever Song Shibo, whatever Changsun Feihong, she hadn’t heard of a single one, all just some third-rate characters.

"And me, He Qingwei, definitely not in your sight either." Finally, as a little fatty pointed his chubby finger at Mu Hanyan’s nose and spoke arrogantly, Mu Hanyan finally met someone she recognized.

Meeting so soon again, truly fate, the Capital apparently isn’t that big.

"Young Master He, turns out you’re here too, meeting again so soon." Mu Hanyan finally stood up and said with a cheerful smile. The smile was as warm as it could be.

"He Qingwei, turns out you know him, hurry up, tell him what kind of status we have, let him obediently roll out of the Capital." Having introduced themselves earlier and seen Mu Hanyan unmoved, Song Zhe assumed this rural bumpkin was ignorant of the Eight Great Families’ names and felt somewhat disappointed. Seeing he recognized He Qingwei now, Song Zhe immediately became energized.

"Yes, yes, yes, since you have some acquaintance with He Qingwei, then don’t make things too difficult for him, let him leave the Capital, and we won’t make things difficult for him." The other spoiled rich kids chimed in.