CHAPTER 862: CHAPTER 862: QUICKLY LEAVE THIS HEARTBREAKING PLACE

As soon as Mu Hanyan finished speaking, an invisible pressure slowly rose from Ye Lanfeng, making the Fifth Prince’s breath catch.

Although he was standing and Ye Lanfeng was sitting, at that moment, Ye Lanfeng’s immovable figure felt like an insurmountable mountain, suffocating him.

A master, definitely a master!

Fine beads of sweat appeared on the Fifth Prince’s forehead. He could vaguely perceive Mu Hanyan’s strength and wasn’t too fearful in a true fight, but this youth, seemingly Mu Hanyan’s guard, had depths he couldn’t discern.

If it came down to fighting, he was sure he had no other outcome than getting beaten.

"Young Master Mu, today’s incident is a misunderstanding, I was misled by servants, please forgive me," in a crucial moment, the Fifth Prince’s quick wit came into play, promptly apologizing to Mu Hanyan.

After speaking, he fiercely glared at Qu Fengting, cursing, "Hurry up and apologize to Young Master Mu, how dare you sow discord, tarnish Young Master Mu’s reputation, wait till we get back to see how I deal with you!"

"I..." Qu Fengting looked at Mu Hanyan bitterly, his whole body trembling slightly.

Originally thinking with the Fifth Prince’s backing, he could return to Anyun Country in triumph, trampling Mu Hanyan underfoot to avenge past grievances. Who would expect, returning to the Capital on the first day, he’d have to bow to Mu Hanyan, and the Fifth Prince’s rebuke felt like a knife in his heart, peeling open a freshly healed wound now bleeding profusely.

"What do you mean I... Hurry and apologize to Young Master Mu!" Seeing Qu Fengting’s hesitation, the Fifth Prince slapped him across the face.

All around, people’s gazes lingered on him, like sharp blades stripping him of dignity, hoping Mu Hanyan would relent, allowing him to leave this sorrowful place sooner.

"I spoke rashly, tarnishing Young Master Mu’s reputation; I apologize to Young Master Mu, hoping he won’t hold it against me," Qu Fengting, sobered slightly by the Fifth Prince’s slap, realizing now wasn’t the time for defiance, bowed deeply to Mu Hanyan, biting his words.

Humiliating tears swirled in his eyes, his heart bleeding, even between his teeth was blood.

"Let’s leave it at that, but don’t speak nonsense again, this is the Capital, not a place for your arrogance," Mu Hanyan waved magnanimously.

She hadn’t expected the Fifth Prince to keep such composure, originally intending to use this chance to completely clip his wings; seeing him so humble, she couldn’t push too far, lest right turns to wrong, and the Royal Family’s dignity be tarnished.

"Let’s go," the Fifth Prince glanced at Mu Hanyan, took a deep breath, and left with Qu Fengting.

"F-F-Fifth..." seeing the Fifth Prince coming down, a servant stammered.

He had expected entertainment but didn’t foresee things turning out like this, neither able to hide nor greet, just standing honestly in place.

"Slap," the Fifth Prince delivered a swift slap, sending the servant spinning on the spot several times.

Fifth your mother’s Fifth Fifth Fifth Fifth, if you hadn’t muddled perceptions, how would I have kicked onto an iron plate, and dared reveal my identity, truly wish to see me dead in a ditch! Were it not for considerations of status, fearing things turning irrecoverable, the Fifth Prince might have stabbed him outright.

The Fifth Prince couldn’t bear to linger, and upon leaving Yingfeng Building, he boarded a carriage and sped away.