Chapter 31: Young Master Mu Doesn’t Pick Up Trash
The final outcome, naturally, was that Mo Shanshan failed in her suicide attempt. With so many cultivators present, even dying required the right circumstances.
"Shanshan, your temper is too volatile," Mo Xiao chided with a frown.
Tears streaked Mo Shanshan’s face. "Great-Grandfather, I’m only speaking the truth. What kind of brothers are they? One ruins my innocence, the other would rather die than have me. What’s the point of living? Just let me die!"
"Shanshan, you were in the wrong from the start. How could you be so willful?" Mo Xiao’s tone grew sharper. If not for her ill intentions, things wouldn’t have escalated like this.
Mu Xiaoran looked at the two brothers. "This mess is yours to clean up. One of you must marry Mo Shanshan." This was no longer a discussion, it was an order.
At these words, Mu Lichuan’s expression turned even more mocking. "Great-Grandfather, as much as I’d like to take responsibility, since Miss Mo intended to harm me, it’s clear she has no desire to marry me. As for my younger brother, he caused this, albeit unintentionally. Shouldn’t he bear the consequences?"
In his past life, these two treacherous lovers had ended up together. This life would be no different.
Mu Xiaolin shot Mu Lichuan a venomous glare. He knew his so-called elder brother would never shoulder this burden, especially since he wasn’t an ordinary man either.
"Great-Grandfather, I’m not an ordinary person. Marrying her wouldn’t help her, it’d harm her," Mu Xiaolin argued, adopting a pitiful tone to sway the situation in his favor.
Mo Xiao’s impression of Mu Xiaolin was poor. Regardless of whether he was a rare single-rooted genius, his character was deeply flawed, shirking responsibility and even trying to pin everything on the Mu family’s eldest son.
"So, Second Young Master’s suggestion is…?" Mo Xiangxiong also had no desire to marry his daughter to such a man. But what choice did they have? Let Mu Xiaolin walk away unscathed?
"She can become my concubine, or I can swear a heart demon oath to fulfill one request for the Mo family in the future. Alternatively, if you prefer my elder brother, you can marry her to him." Mu Xiaolin still refused to let Mu Lichuan off the hook.
[心魔誓 (xīnmó shì): lit. heart demon oath; fig. an unbreakable vow tied to one’s cultivation, with severe consequences if broken]
In his eyes, his trip to the cemetery was entirely Mu Lichuan’s fault. Without him, none of this would have happened.
Mu Lichuan’s smile remained faint, but those who knew him could see it had cooled further. The Mu family would have the final say.
Mu Changnian nodded in agreement. "How about this: let Xiaolin swear the heart demon oath, and Shanshan can marry Lichuan."
"Nonsense!" Before anyone else could speak, Mu Xiwang bellowed, "Since when does Lichuan pick up trash?" Realizing his bluntness, he amended, "Besides, a heart demon oath from Mu Xiaolin? He may be talented, but who knows when he’ll even step onto the path of cultivation? The oath is worthless!"
He favored his eldest grandson. As for Mu Xiaolin, someone with no discipline or principles. The apple didn’t fall far from the tree.
Bai Ping’s tears flowed freely. "Father, Xiaolin is also your grandson. How can you slander him like this?"
"Grandson? Who can verify that? Our Mu family has never produced a single-rooted genius, let alone an ice variant," Mu Xiwang retorted coldly. He could sense the sinister aura radiating from Mu Xiaolin. Such a person couldn't be kept, he’d bring disaster to the Mu family.
If this boy had any integrity, he wouldn’t dabble in crooked methods. Only demonic cultivators scoured cemeteries for dark energies. The Mu family practiced orthodox cultivation.
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