Chapter 490: The Power Behind It Seems Very Powerful

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation  Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

Wen Xin took the towel from Mu Chengxi’s hand, patted the spot beside her, and said gently, “Lie down next to me; it’s tiring for me when you sit like that.”

Mu Chengxi did not refuse. He lay down next to Wen Xin, wrapping his arms around her from behind and drawing her into his embrace.

“Your skills are so formidable; there must be a reason you were hurt. Can you tell me what caused it?” Holding Wen Xin, Mu Chengxi tentatively asked, wanting to understand what had distracted her and slowed her reactions.

Caught by Mu Chengxi’s pointed question, Wen Xin’s eyes flickered, and she turned to look into his deep eyes, pausing for several seconds before smiling faintly.

“It’s true you know me well. I found the person responsible for killing Uncle Tan and Uncle Zhao, and I’ve also confirmed that my parents’ accident is closely linked to Independent State. Aiden was my father’s most trusted aide, Burke…”

Wen Xin spoke softly to Mu Chengxi about what Aiden had done in the past and how she had personally dealt with him.

After finishing, she rested her head on Mu Chengxi’s chest, her arms tightly wrapped around him, filling the emptiness inside her.

“I’ve avenged them partly today, and there’s no rush for the rest. When the time comes, I’ll get them all.”

Mu Chengxi held Wen Xin, his mind flashing back to what the former leader of Ghost’s Domain had said. Ghost’s Domain had also sent people to kill Tan Mingyao, but they arrived only to find him already dead.

People from Independent State had informed Ghost’s Domain of Tan Mingyao and Grandma’s identities. It seemed that many in Independent State knew about these matters, and they were all a threat.

“Right now, the most important thing is for you to recover well. I’ll be with you to claim it all back,” Mu Chengxi whispered soothingly.

He wasn’t fully prepared to move against Independent State yet. He would wait, but he promised those responsible would pay dearly.

Mu Bei and Chu Yunxuan arrived at the hospital the next morning and found Wen Xin sleeping sweetly in Mu Chengxi’s arms. Hearing the door open, Mu Chengxi, still embracing Wen Xin, opened his eyes and gave the newcomers a cold look before lying back down, careful not to wake Wen Xin.

“Is that Chu Yunxuan? Ask the doctor if I can go home to recover. This bed is too uncomfortable…” Wen Xin murmured into Mu Chengxi’s chest, feeling that staying in the hospital for such a minor injury was an overreaction. However, considering Mu Chengxi’s worried look, she didn’t voice her true thoughts outright and instead hinted she no longer wanted to stay at the hospital.

“Wait for half an hour until Nan Xu arrives to check on you, then I’ll take you back to the hotel. If possible, you’ll come back to Continent F with me tomorrow.”

“A hotel? Back to Continent F? Don’t you have a manor here? Or did something happen to your manor?”

Sensing Mu Chengxi’s reluctance to take her to his manor, Wen Xin raised an eyebrow inquiringly.

“The people there made you unhappy, so there’s no need to take you there. There are also some things I’m not sure about yet. I need to wait for Mu Nan to find Mu Bei to learn more. I’ll call Mu Bei now to see if I can still reach him.”

Mu Chengxi got out of bed with a cryptic smile, picked up the phone beside him, and dialed Mu Bei’s number.

If Wen Xin hadn’t asked, he really wouldn’t have bothered about Mu Bei’s affairs, thinking a few more days might give Mu Bei time to grow wiser.

After dialing, no one answered the phone. Mu Chengxi didn’t bother with a second call; he casually placed the phone back on the table, then opened the door to let Chu Yunxuan and Mu Nan enter with some items.

He took the clothes Mu Nan handed him, turned around, and walked into the bathroom to freshen up and change.

Chu Yunxuan placed the food they brought on a nearby table, approached to check Wen Xin’s complexion, and tried to pinch her cheek, but Wen Xin dodged it.

“The butler made this. They wanted to come and see you, but I refused,” Chu Yunxuan mentioned, drawing her hand back sensibly when Wen Xin avoided her touch.

“They? Miss Chu and Miss Wen know other people here?” Mu Nan found the conversation between Wen Xin and Chu Yunxuan curious and interjected at an appropriate moment.

“Of course, we’re staying at a friend’s place. Otherwise, your Master Xi’s people would have just dumped us at a hotel.”

Chu Yunxuan was visibly irritated by this topic, disliking the insincerity and the inconvenience it caused.

Detecting her sarcasm, Mu Nan chuckled, “Master Xi has already dealt with Fernando and sent Mu Bei to straighten out the manor. However, since Mu Bei arrived there yesterday, we haven’t heard from him; he might be too busy.”

“Too busy? Is your manor that large? Are there many people?”

Wen Xin lay on the bed, turning her head to look at Mu Nan. She felt that Mu Chengxi was smirking as he entered the bathroom as if enjoying some private amusement.

She didn’t see what was so funny.

“It’s considerable. It serves as a hub, so quite a few people are stationed there. Mu Bei’s people manage the manor; I’m not entirely clear on the specifics.”

Mu Nan answered honestly—their responsibilities varied, and each person managed their own tasks without too much overlap, so he wasn’t clear on Mu Bei’s area of responsibility.

By then, Mu Chengxi had changed into a black shirt and trousers, the sleeves casually rolled up, and the top two buttons undone, giving him a slightly disheveled yet somewhat sexy appearance.

He carried a basin of hot water with a towel, prepared to help Wen Xin freshen up.

Chu Yunxuan took off her jacket, intending to take the basin from Mu Chengxi, but he subtly shifted it out of her reach.

“I’ve got this.”

As he wrung out the towel, Mu Chengxi looked up at Mu Nan standing by and asked in a calm voice, “How many people did you bring?”

“I brought eight people; they are now at the hotel…” Mu Nan didn’t understand Mu Chengxi’s intent but answered faithfully.

“Eight is not enough. Bring over twenty, and don’t forget to have them bring weapons.”

Mu Chengxi paused to consider the manor’s capabilities. Given that the staff was trained by Mu Bei, they would be formidable. Eight people wouldn’t stand a chance if they stormed in.

As Mu Chengxi’s instructions grew increasingly grave, the three people in the room looked at him with puzzled expressions, unsure what to make of his words.