Chapter 1269

Tonight, I “accidentally” saw Wu Ming’s face.

Wu Ming should not have been upset.

Baili Xia leaned back onto the grass, staring at the stars in the sky.

“I really didn’t expect you to come tonight. If I had known you still wanted to visit this place, I would have come here more often.”

Wu Ming didn’t say anything; he simply sat beside her, accompanying her in watching the stars.

If she were a bit more observant, she would surely notice that Wu Ming had chosen a spot that blocked the cold wind sweeping toward her.

“But I’ve been living at school all this time, so I didn’t have the chance to come over.”

Now, she no longer suspected him of being one of the Mu family men or one of the skilled fighters she knew.

Wu Ming was undoubtedly a silent and nameless master.

Uncle had truly overlooked a talented individual like him, a loss for Uncle.

With Wu Ming’s abilities, someone like Leng Yu or Ye Hua couldn’t hold a candle to him.

If Wu Ming desired, Ye Hua’s position might be in jeopardy.

At the very least, Leng Yu could find himself getting squeezed out.

The thought of the arrogant Leng Yu being displaced by Wu Ming made Baili Xia’s lips curve unconsciously into a faint smile.

Wu Ming turned his head, staring at the smile on her lips.

Under the moonlight, that smile carried an indescribable warmth and an undefinable brightness and beauty.

It seemed her mood had improved a lot already—was it because she had accepted this outcome?

“Wu Ming, tomorrow I’m leaving the Mu family and heading to a faraway place.”

As for the matters in Bei Miao, she wasn’t sure whether or not to tell him.

But things like that—even if she told him, it wouldn’t matter.

Not because she didn’t trust him.

She had an inexplicable feeling of trust toward Wu Ming.

She simply didn’t want to burden him with unnecessary worries.

“I don’t know when I’ll be back.

Maybe not even for the new year.”

“Hmm… This family has a Brother, who is Mr.

Mu.

He’s very skilled too.

If life gets dull, you can find him to spar sometime.”

“Brother doesn’t care about rank or hierarchy.

Someone like you, with outstanding skills, he would enjoy having as a friend.”

Not one for much talk, often quick to act—that’s the style Brother loves the most.

“Actually, there’s one more person in this family who’s exceptional at combat. But I’m guessing you wouldn’t dare provoke him.”

Seeing Wu Ming’s gaze land on her, Baili Xia smiled, trying to make a playful expression at him.

“Uncle—he’s your Mr.

Xiaojiu.

He’s truly formidable, and I suspect even Brother isn’t his match.

It’s just a pity…”

Wu Ming furrowed his brow, clearly intrigued by what followed her word “pity.”

She hadn’t expected Wu Ming to show interest in anything.

Baili Xia propped herself up halfway, looking at him.

Noticing his rare curiosity about someone outside, she felt more eager to speak.

“It’s a pity Uncle is incredibly petty.

If you accidentally hurt him while sparring, he might hold a grudge and come back to retaliate.”

“Who knows?

He might even abuse his authority, call you out, and kick you out of the Mu family.”

Wu Ming’s brow tightened further, his thin lips moved slightly, seeming like he wanted to speak.

“What’s wrong? You want to speak up for him?” Seeing his look, she could instantly tell he wasn’t pleased with how she talked about Uncle.

Could it be that Wu Ming is one of Uncle’s subordinates?

Well, this was the Mu Mansion.

The guards of the Mu Mansion either served the patriarch or Uncle, so Wu Ming working for Uncle wasn’t surprising.

“Don’t you dare deny it—just because he’s your boss doesn’t mean you should make excuses for him.”

She pouted, humming: “Your Mr. Xiaojiu is petty, vengeful, vindictive, despicable, cold-hearted, ruthless, cunning, scheming—the worst person in the entire world!”