"Haha, then I must go and see for myself." Mu Chengyang laughed heartily.
"The Family Head and the Young Master have instructed not to provoke Han Yan," the Horse-faced Guard hesitated for a moment and advised.
"Who said I'm going to provoke him? I'm just going to see the joke," Mu Chengyang glared at the guard and said.
A few days ago, Mu Chengyang had been slapped in front of everyone by Han Yan, losing face completely.
He thought injuring Han Yan severely with one strike would regain some face even if it meant losing half a year's stipend, but unexpectedly, as soon as Grandfather spoke, Han Yan was back to jumping around energetically.
At this point, anyone could guess that Han Yan was pretending to be injured. Not only did Mu Chengyang get slapped for nothing, but he also lost half a year's stipend and lost both face and pride.
He had hoped his elder brother would stand up for him, but Mu Chengxuan merely advised not to provoke him, and that was the end of it.
