"No, no, deceiving the Family Head is a grave offense. Don't you drag me down with you."
Mu Chen felt this idea was unreliable as soon as he heard it.
"But aside from this method, do you have any other way to help Ziyue? Or are you planning to just sit by and watch Ziyue and her mother jump into the fire pit?"
Xin Lin glanced at Mu Chen.
"Their business has nothing to do with me."
Mu Chen muttered.
He had no intention of offending Third Aunt.
"Ziyue, let's go. Anyway, capturing the Corpse King is a colossal merit. If you monopolize it alone, then in the Mu Family, and even across the entire Eastern Continent, you'll be famous far and wide. An opportunity like this is once in a lifetime."
Seeing Mu Chen refusing to agree, Xin Lin turned around, grabbed Murong Ziyue, and was about to leave.
"Come back!"
Hearing that, Mu Chen hurriedly followed.
"You little girl, always full of sneaky ideas. Be honest with me—do you really know the Corpse King? Where exactly is he hiding?"
