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Ms. Diviner: The Prodigal Daughter's Return

Chapter 480 is definitely a shit luck

Author: White Day
updatedAt: 2025-08-18

CHAPTER 480: 480 IS DEFINITELY A SHIT LUCK

"Don’t bother with them, if he wants to follow, then let him follow," Qu Fengting instructed his attendant.

"Alliance Leader, you don’t really believe that playboy has the strength of a Great Swordsman, do you?" The attendant, however, seemed somewhat skeptical.

He had also heard of Mu Hanyan’s notoriety and, together with Mu Feng’s belittlement of Mu Hanyan in front of them, had deep-seated belief in Mu Hanyan’s reputation as a wastrel and was utterly unconvinced of his Great Swordsman abilities.

"Hmph, are you suggesting that Yang Boqiao would dare to deceive me?" Qu Fengting said with displeasure.

The Yang Family was just an insignificant small clan, and if not for the protection of the Qu family, whether they could survive was in question. Moreover, Yang Boqiao’s life was dependent on him at the moment, and he didn’t believe that Yang Boqiao had the guts to lie to him. After years in a high position, Qu Fengting was very confident in his own prestige; did this guy doubt his judgment, as if looking down on him?

"No, no, Alliance Leader, you’ve misunderstood me. My point is, Yang Boqiao has neither prominent family background nor strength, how could he possess accurate judgment? Mu Hanyan is after all the Young Master of the City Lord’s family from Heishi City, and the son of the City Lord himself, he could be carrying some Divine Weapons or Elixirs that temporarily enhance cultivation. Maybe he killed the Earth Splitting Crocodile with a bit of dogshit luck. Yang Boqiao, that local bumpkin, lacking sound judgment, might have overestimated his abilities," the attendant hastily explained.

"Well, what you’re saying isn’t impossible," Qu Fengting stroked his chin and pondered.

The status of the Mu Family was comparable to that of the Qu family. Mu Hanyan and his father were not to be taken lightly, being the direct lineage of the Mu Family’s main branch in the Capital. It was indeed possible that he had some fine items on him, and, with a bit of good luck, he could have killed the Earth Splitting Crocodile, although it was doubtful he was as strong as Yang Boqiao claimed.

"So, do you want me to test him?" the attendant asked eagerly.

Although he was not privy to the details, the attendant was certain of one thing—if Qu Fengting achieved his goal in this trial, his future strength and standing would far exceed their imaginations, even becoming the master of a prominent Capital family, would not be difficult. That’s why he was so eager to show off in front of Qu Fengting; by securing his favor early on, endless glory and wealth would await him.

"Never mind, don’t act rashly for now. Let’s see how things unfold. Also, let everyone know not to bother with them, and not to cause me any trouble," Qu Fengting waved his hand dismissively. Regardless of Mu Hanyan’s true abilities, it was not appropriate to complicate matters further now. The people from Zhengying Academy should be arriving soon; time was critical, or they would miss their chance.

Hearing this, the attendant had no choice but to dismiss the idea of seeking out Mu Hanyan to stir trouble and passed on the order.

Since the others had no grievances with Mu Hanyan, seeing Qu Fengting’s attitude, they naturally wouldn’t meddle unnecessarily, and even praised Qu Fengting to no end.

"Truly worthy of being the Qu Family’s Young Master. Even though he clearly looks down on that Mu Hanyan, he still allows them to follow behind."

"Poor guys, they’re just a few people. If Young Master Qu didn’t generously let them tag along, they would probably be left with nothing but bones after being gnawed by the Exotic Beasts in a couple of days."

"Yes, indeed, only someone with Young Master Qu’s breadth of heart is qualified to be our Alliance Leader, anyone else would be unfit."

Although he was far away, Mu Hanyan could still faintly hear their unreserved praise, finding it both amusing and sad: These poor fools would soon be sold out without knowing it, yet they continued to sing his praises.

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