Xu Mu had already driven to the Nangong Family. When he saw so many luxury cars parked there, he couldn't help but sigh.
Speaking of which, even Wei Jingzhi, a high - level cleaner, didn't have such a grand occasion as the Nangong Family.
Xu Mu, Meng Wanyue, and Chen Xuan walked up the mountain together.
After walking just a few steps, a beautiful woman in ancient - style clothing got out of a Mercedes - AMG parked beside them.
"Brother."
Dai Xingluo greeted from afar.
When Meng Wanyue saw her, her eyes instantly turned cold. It was this bitch again.
"Xingluo, why aren't you going up?"
Xu Mu asked with a smile.
"Of course, I'm waiting for you, brother."
Dai Xingluo stepped forward and wrapped her arm around Xu Mu's. Then she glanced at Meng Wanyue and said in a sarcastic tone, "If I'd known she was coming, I wouldn't have come."
Seeing this, Chen Xuan sighed inwardly. As expected of Brother Mu, he really had good luck with women.
"Okay, keep a low profile and remember what I told you."
Noticing Meng Wanyue's cold eyes, Xu Mu pulled his arm out.
On the phone, he had already discussed with Dai Xingluo.
Don't get too close to him. Dai Xingluo was like a trump card.
Of course, Xu Mu had also told Jiang Huihui the same thing.
"Brother, of course I remember. This is our secret. We can't tell anyone."
As Dai Xingluo spoke, she deliberately looked at Meng Wanyue.
Meng Wanyue ignored Dai Xingluo. She wouldn't be deceived. As long as she knew that Xu Mu had her in his heart, she was satisfied.
The group then reached the mountaintop.
Dai Xingluo was the first to walk in.
Suddenly, a beautiful woman in ancient - style clothing appeared in the crowd, instantly attracting everyone's attention.
When Dai Dongyang saw Dai Xingluo, his face darkened. "What is she doing here?"
"Mr. Dai, do you know her?"
Fang Chu asked beside him.
"She's my sister, Dai Xingluo."
Dai Dongyang didn't explain much. This woman was his competitor.
His mother had specifically told him that if there was a chance, he must kill her.
Since Dai Xingluo was a disciple of the sect, his father and grandfather both wanted to seize this connection.
If Dai Xingluo returned to the Dai Family, it would directly threaten Dai Dongyang's position.
Xu Mu and the others also arrived here at this time.
He glanced around at the people present and found that many had already arrived.
But he immediately spotted Zhang Que. He didn't expect Zhang Que to be here too.
Xu Mu was shocked. What was this guy doing here?
Was he here to kill someone?
Anyway, Xu Mu decided to go over and say hello.
He first asked Chen Xuan and Meng Wanyue to sit down, then walked over there.
At this time, Xu Shou, who was chatting with others, noticed that Xu Mu was sitting next to Zhang Que.
His face instantly turned ugly. When did his son get to know Zhang Que?
Without a doubt, it must be Zhang Que who had actively approached Xu Mu.
"Senior, why are you here?"
Xu Mu asked with a smile.
"To attend the banquet."
Zhang Que held a cigarette and gave a faint smile.
"Were you invited by someone?"
Xu Mu tried to get information indirectly.
"I sneaked in here to get a free meal."
Zhang Que gave a faint smile and didn't answer Xu Mu's question.
Xu Mu chatted briefly with Zhang Que and then left to sit with Meng Wanyue and Chen Xuan.
He used his God's Eye to scan around, trying to find any potential killers and make preparations in advance.
"Same kind! My same kind!"
Just then, a cute little girl appeared in the distance.
She was wearing a red princess dress and white silk stockings today, appearing from behind.
With her was Jiang Huihui.
Nangong Yao ran over quickly, her twin ponytails bouncing like springs.
She came to Xu Mu's side and climbed onto his lap. "Same kind, long time no see."
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"Indeed, it's been a long time."
Xu Mu smiled, then glanced at Chen Xuan. "Old Chen, this is Nangong Yao from the Nangong Family."
"Hello."
Chen Xuan greeted with a smile.
But from the expression on his face, it seemed that he didn't know Nangong Yao.
At this time, Jiang Huihui, with her hands in her pockets and blowing bubbles, sat down at Xu Mu's table.
On the other side, Dai Xingluo saw another woman approaching Xu Mu. Her face darkened, and regardless of Xu Mu's instructions, she also got up and sat here.
Xu Mu was a bit confused. What was going on with you guys?
Didn't I specifically tell you not to get too close to me, so as not to let others think we're in the same group?
Just when Xu Mu was at a loss, another beautiful woman with long black hair and wearing a baseball cap sat down.
It was Shen Wanning from the Shen Family.
"Xu Mu, you're here too."
After greeting, Shen Wanning couldn't help but glance at Dai Xingluo and then snorted.
Last time at the antique city, this overly - sweet woman had really pissed her off.
Unexpectedly, she met her again today.
Dai Xingluo also noticed Shen Wanning at this time. She thought this woman was no threat.
She could tell that Xu Mu didn't seem interested in Shen Wanning.
The real women she needed to be vigilant about were the others.
Many young people around noticed Xu Mu's table.
There were Nangong Yao on Xu Mu's lap, Meng Wanyue, Jiang Huihui, Dai Xingluo, and Shen Wanning.
They were all stunning beauties.
They were all indignant. What were these gorgeous women doing sitting over there?
Who were the two men over there? This was just asking for jealousy!
A young man in a suit with his long hair tied into a ponytail couldn't bear it anymore.
At this moment, he walked towards Xu Mu's table.
Seeing this, Dai Dongyang smiled and said, "Zhao He from the Zhao Family in the south of the Yangtze River. It's also a reclusive family. Xu Mu is in trouble."
Fang Chu also nodded secretly. He had also heard of Zhao He's name.
If Xu Mu was well - known in the business circle of Jiangbei for his playboy reputation.
Then Zhao He was equally infamous as a playboy among the reclusive families in the south of the Yangtze River.
"Ladies, I'm Zhao He. May I have the honor to get to know you?"
Zhao He sat down here with a smile.
But none of the women around him paid him any attention.
Zhao He was instantly a bit angry. He scanned Xu Mu and Chen Xuan with his eyes and said, "Are you two blind? Stand up and state your names!"
He also sized people up before acting. He knew all the young generations of the reclusive families in the north and south of the Yangtze River.
He had never seen these two before. Obviously, they were nobodies and not to be feared.
"If you tell me to stand, I'll stand. Then how embarrassing would that be for me?"
Xu Mu patted Nangong Yao who was sitting on his lap. "Moreover, I can't get up."
Chen Xuan followed with a laugh and said, "Me too."
"Presumptuous! Do you know who I am?"
Zhao He glared angrily. Not giving him face in front of so many beautiful women, where could he put his face?
"Brother Mu, is this guy out of his mind? He doesn't even know who he is."
Chen Xuan smiled and looked at Xu Mu beside him.
"Don't make fun of him! Maybe he mistook us for elders, so he came to ask for our names."
Xu Mu said calmly.
"Pfft!"
Shen Wanning immediately covered her mouth and burst out laughing.
Dai Xingluo also found it hard to hold back a smile.
"Damn it! Fuck!"
Zhao He picked up a chair and smashed it towards Chen Xuan and Xu Mu.
Meng Wanyue, who was sitting beside Xu Mu, struck out with a palm.
Bang!
The chair in Zhao He's hand instantly shattered, and his body was also sent flying backwards, hitting the table behind him.
The table was smashed to pieces on the spot.
"Looking for death."
Meng Wanyue's face was cold.
Previously, people around were chattering and discussing. After this incident, it suddenly fell silent.
Dai Xingluo squinted her eyes. Qi!
This Meng Wanyue was indeed a strong competitor for her.
"Ah! Damn it! I'll kill you! Tian Shuang! Attack!"
Zhao He roared and stood up from the ground.

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