My Wife Is a Transmigrated Master Cultivator

Seeing his unsatisfactory appearance, Mu Liren's face was full of hatred, and he was very disappointed with this only son.

However, no matter how disappointed he was, it was still his son, so he subconsciously softened his tone, "You must remember what I said.

Otherwise, if you anger the Great Elder, not only do you have no good fruit to eat, but even our lineage will not be better off, do you understand? "

"I see, father."

Mu Jinfeng's tone sounded as if he had calmed down, but his lowered eyes were filled with haze.

Mu Liren nodded with satisfaction, and then continued his education, "Jinfeng, you still have to use your brains, you can't take action against Mu Tianyan, but that doesn't mean you can't take action against the people around him.

Doesn't that kid really care about his little nephew, so let's start with that.

The first elders valued only a Mu Tianyan, and it was impossible to take care of others. "

As Mu Liren's voice fell, Mu Jinfeng suddenly raised his head in surprise, "Father, leave this to me, I will definitely handle it for you."

Seeing his son's eager expression, Mu Liren finally nodded and left the matter to him.

With his father's permission, Mu Jinfeng was excited, and couldn't help showing a sinister look on his face.

...

Lu Zijia, who had no business at hand for the time being, decided to officially retreat after solving the problem of the old eccentric Daoist.

After explaining to Mu Tianyan and the others, and preparing some necessary things, he started his first official retreat in this world.

Regarding Lu Zijia's retreat, Mu Tianyan and Mu Ruishu were both lost in sync, and almost inadvertently passed by Lu Zijia's room several times every day.

Of course, every time they pass by, they are very careful, and those who don't know it think that these two are thieves!

Time flew by, until after half a month, there was a lot of movement in Lu Zijia's room.

Hearing the movement, Mu Tianyan, Mu Ruishu and Uncle He all rushed to the door of Lu Zijia's room as quickly as possible.

Because Lu Zijia had explained it before, the three of them did not knock on the door or break in, but stared at the door, waiting anxiously and expectantly.

However, the movement in Lu Zijia's room gradually subsided after a full day.

The three of them, Mu Tianyan, had been waiting outside the door, and they had been worried for a whole day.

"Second Young Master, Young Master, you haven't eaten for almost a day, why don't you eat something first?"

Seeing this big and small, Uncle He stared at the door without blinking, and couldn't help but persuade again.

Mu Tianyan shook his head, "I'm not hungry yet, take Xiao Rui down to have something to eat."

"No, uncle, I don't want to go, and I'm not hungry. I'm going to wait for my aunt here. I'm so cute, and my aunt will be happy when she sees me for the first time."

Murray's little boy kept shaking his head, and said narcissistically with a puffed face.

"Why don't I bring the food?" Uncle He asked tentatively when he saw this.

However, after hearing the words of Mu Ruishu's little friend, Mu Tianyan, who was slightly black-faced, directly rejected, "No, just take him down to eat, or take him back to the room to rest if he doesn't eat."

Little Murray didn't know that because of his unintentional petty petition, he was ruthlessly blacklisted by his own uncle...