Ms. Diviner: The Prodigal Daughter's Return
Chapter 143: Remember him 143

Chapter 143: Remember him 143

"He left, just like that, wasn’t he here for the Dragon Blood Stone?" Mu Hanyan’s mind was a bit muddled, looking questioningly at the man’s retreating figure.

"My name. Remember it." The voice of the man walking away wasn’t loud, but it was filled with a magnetic quality, ethereal as though it had traveled through time and space, yet it seemed to ring right beside her ear.

Ye Lanfeng...

Was that his name?

Mu Hanyan stood rooted to the spot, staring in the direction where Ye Lanfeng had disappeared, unable to snap back to reality for quite some time.

Mu Hanyan remembered that name, and with it, his deep eyes and that slight smile of his.

"Why did he just leave?" This outcome also left Zirong and the others completely baffled.

Even after witnessing the man’s formidable strength, which had driven them to despair, they could hardly believe he would simply leave without touching the Dragon Blood Stone.

The group all looked at Mu Hanyan with puzzlement, hoping to find an answer in her eyes.

"Don’t look at me like that, I don’t know what happened either," Mu Hanyan said, just as baffled, spreading her hands in bewilderment.

"Then, you must have anticipated this development from the start; otherwise, how could you have persisted till the end?" Mu Nan excitedly suggested. It was the only answer he could think of.

"Yeah, something like that," Mu Hanyan responded vaguely.

"Really worthy of being a Star Divination Master, to be able to predict all this. If we’d known, we wouldn’t have been so scared," Mu Nan said, a mix of envy and admiration in his voice.

Though Huayue and Zirong didn’t speak, their gazes clearly held a newfound respect that wasn’t there before.

As for Che Xiang... the guy was trembling with excitement, his eyes sparkling, almost prostrating on the ground to pay homage: A real Star Divination Master, not some charlatan preying on the worldly society, but someone who could divine the heavens, the earth, the past lives, and even determine life or death in future lives, a revered person who commanded respect even from emperors of nations. To have the fortune to follow such an elusive sage was like living a dream.

Mu Hanyan rolled her eyes inwardly at their reactions.

It seemed this God-man persona was indeed quite useful; whatever the issue, a few vague words were enough to brush it off. Mu Hanyan was quite pleased with the outcome, but could hardly tolerate their starry-eyed looks, which were somewhat cringeworthy.

"See if there’s anything else useful left, take everything we can," Mu Hanyan directed her gaze away, instructing the group.

"There shouldn’t be much left. What remains is either uprooted or withered petals, which won’t fetch much money," Che Xiang, who grew up in a poor household and was accustomed to gathering Medicinal Herbs to support his family, thought Mu Hanyan was unaware of the market situation and so he explained.

The herbs on the hillside had been gnawed on by the pigs, sheep, birds, and rabbits, and then mercilessly trampled by Qu Shanhai and his companions. There weren’t many intact plants left, but fortunately, they had already gathered quite a haul earlier, and everyone’s bags were bulging.

"Who told you to look for that? Go search; those people were flying all around earlier, I refuse to believe no one dropped their money bag. Even if no money bags fell, other things must have. Hurry up and search, the belongings they carry must be valuable," Mu Hanyan said, annoyed.

The flickers of respect in Huayue’s and Zirong’s eyes vanished, the dreamy look on Mu Nan’s face was gone, Che Xiang’s tremors stopped, and the little stars in his eyes popped like soap bubbles.

What happened to the lofty hermit who was above the mundane world, the sage who regarded money as no more than dirt?

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