This Woman Is a Traitor

"No, I just finished handing over the goods to a friend."

Xu Mu looked at Wu Tian. "What's wrong? Do you need something from me?"

"Handed over the goods?"

As Wu Tian spoke, he walked towards Xu Mu. He had been standing not far away just now and saw many people carrying suitcases and loading them into this car.

He didn't even need to think to know they were treasures, so he wanted to come over and snatch them, but he didn't expect the handover to already be completed.

He arrived beside the car, pressed his face against the rear window glass, and found that the seats were all folded down and there was indeed nothing inside.

"What are you doing? Trying to rob me? Believe it or not, I'll call the police!"

Seeing Wu Tian's actions, Xu Mu knew exactly what he was up to.

Obviously, he was still holding a grudge about the incident with Tantai Quan just now and wanted to steal the other party's treasures.

"Which eye of yours saw me trying to rob you? I'm just interested in your car and wanted to take a closer look."

Wu Tian said flatly, "Kid, what is your relationship with that woman from just now?"

"Why are you asking?"

Xu Mu didn't answer Wu Tian's question.

"That woman is not bad, she fits my aesthetics perfectly. If it weren't for her, I would have destroyed this Lumang Mountain long ago."

Wu Tian crossed his arms, his tone calm. "She is my woman now. Do you agree or not?"

"Of course I don't agree."

Xu Mu could already tell that this 'Evil God' guy was truly a bit evil. Since he was a male protagonist,

and couldn't be developed into a friend like Chen Xuan, he was definitely an enemy.

"You don't agree?"

A hint of murderous intent flashed in Wu Tian's eyes.

"Of course not, because I am Sister Quan's seventh husband. She is my woman!"

Xu Mu's expression remained indifferent.

His purpose in saying this was to sever the fate between Wu Tian and Tantai Quan.

According to normal logic, an ordinary male protagonist would definitely not like this kind of woman.

"Seventh husband? What do you mean?"

Wu Tian's face gradually grew solemn. Thinking about it carefully, a woman with such natural charm indeed didn't seem like an innocent virgin; it wasn't something that could be faked.

"You don't even understand the literal meaning? Sister Quan was originally the concubine of a sect elder. Later, when the sect was destroyed, she narrowly escaped death. She then married several old men in succession, accumulating a fortune before joining Lumang Mountain."

Xu Mu explained, "She took a liking to my youth and strength. We've been married for two years now."

Hearing this, a look of disappointment appeared in Wu Tian's eyes.

However, what Xu Mu said also made logical sense. She was of an alien race, and to establish a foothold in the outside world, she had to find a man to rely on.

Especially with her looks and figure.

He originally thought she might be second-hand, which he could tolerate, but he didn't expect her to be seventh or eighth-hand.

Although Wu Tian hadn't touched a woman in a long time, he wouldn't go so far as to take in this kind of woman.

Sometimes he even envied men like Xu Mu, who didn't care so much.

But he couldn't do it; he had a strong sense of pride.

It was like a seventh or eighth-hand car. The exterior might be bright and shiny, the paint still reflective,

but the internal engine and chassis might already be weathered and worn out.

"She... is quite a ride, isn't she?"

Wu Tian suddenly looked at Xu Mu and asked.

"She is my wife. I hope you show some respect, or I'll fight you to the death!"

Xu Mu shouted coldly, then opened the car door and got in. "Asking when you already know the answer."

Hearing this, Wu Tian shook his head slightly and walked away into the distance.

Xu Mu closed the car door and drove away with a smile, hoping his trick would work.

...

Before Xu Mu even returned to Jiang City, he received a call from Fu Jinyu, saying she had already arrived.

He immediately sped up and arrived at the park where Fu Jinyu was. Xu Mu got out of the car and walked over.

By the fence of a distant pond, two women were chatting.

One of the women was wearing casual clothes and stood over 1.8 meters tall. Among the women around her, she stood out like a towering peak.

Her casual jacket wasn't zipped up, and the black shirt underneath was pushed high up by two terrifyingly large mounds.

She wore sunglasses, and her long black hair swayed in the breeze like a top model.

The other person was older, around forty years old. She was also wearing casual clothes and sunglasses.

She was slightly plump, and the skin on her face was very rough, with quite a few freckles.

It was completely different from Fu Jinyu's white jade-like face.

Xu Mu walked towards them with a smile, directly using his ability to observe.

To his surprise, Fu Jinyu's filial piety score towards him was actually 5.

One level higher than Tantai Quan's previous score.

According to the system's introduction, this level was called Ordinary Father and Daughter.

If Tantai Quan's level 4 was linked to interests, meaning she only treated him well because he could bring her benefits,

then Fu Jinyu's level 5 was a transaction with a sense of responsibility.

Simply put, the two parties didn't have deep feelings for each other. The daughter treated the father well only because the father gave birth to her and raised her.

To put it bluntly, it was a transaction: you raise me, and I will care for you in your old age and bury you.

This also perfectly matched the relationship between Xu Mu and Fu Jinyu. In Fu Jinyu's view, Xu Mu saved her life, and her working for him was a fair trade.

There was no emotion, only responsibility.

But no matter what, it was still better than Tantai Quan's interest-linked relationship.

Suddenly, Xu Mu looked at Hongyu on the side to check her filial piety score towards him.

The level was 0. The system explained that the relationship had been completely severed, and the two parties were strangers.

On a whim, he looked at Hongyu's filial piety score towards Fu Jinyu.

When Xu Mu saw it, he immediately narrowed his eyes.

Hongyu's filial piety score towards Fu Jinyu was -2.

This proved that everything she was doing was a disguise; this woman was an undercover agent.

Xu Mu was full of surprise. He remembered that the last time he was treating Fu Jinyu, her second uncle came to kill her.

If nothing unexpected happened, this woman was the one who leaked the information.

"You're finally here."

After seeing Xu Mu's figure, Fu Jinyu pushed up her sunglasses. "I've been waiting here for half an hour."

"Thanks for your hard work."

Xu Mu asked with a smile, "How is your body recovering?"

Hearing this, Fu Jinyu's body stiffened slightly, and she said flatly, "Not bad."

[Favorability +2]

Seeing this number, Xu Mu couldn't help but smile. "Let's go, I'll take you to the hotel first. As for the time to head to the ruins, it will be either tomorrow or the day after."

"Okay."

Fu Jinyu looked at the woman beside her. "Hongyu, let's go."

"Yes."

Hongyu nodded.

Xu Mu led the two of them to the Xu family's five-star hotel, his demeanor as refreshing as a spring breeze.

He deliberately booked two king-size rooms, separating the two of them.

Taking the elevator to the corresponding floor, Xu Mu let Hongyu return to her room first.

As for Xu Mu, he followed Fu Jinyu into the opposite room.

After Fu Jinyu entered, she finally took off her sunglasses, revealing the unique eyes of the Sky Demon Race.

"Your whereabouts were leaked last time. Have you caught the traitor?"

Xu Mu asked as he sat on a chair to the side.

"No, he got away. One of the people I brought last time went missing, so obviously he was the traitor."

Fu Jinyu walked to the bed and looked outside.

"Not necessarily. On the contrary, I think the person staying opposite you is the traitor."

Xu Mu said calmly.

"Xu Mu! Stop trying to sow discord here. Believe it or not, I'll pull your tongue out!"

Fu Jinyu turned her head and glared at Xu Mu.

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