Mo Fu wasn't exactly rendered mute by Chen Xuantian's rebuke; he simply wasn't in a good mood to begin with.
Because everyone was wiped out.
Yes, he was the only one to return from the Hunting Team, having survived the Southern Border for more than half a year. The meager gains from their efforts were not even enough to cover the compensation for the Hunting Team members, and pondering the group of hungry children waiting at home only added to his worries. Seeing Chan Zi's miserable state only made him blow up on the spot.
But they were all adults now, right? Even if you break your teeth, you have to swallow them down. How can you let the kids worry?
So he went inside, saw the soup base in the pot, found someone who wasn't too tongue-tied, and asked what was going on. Mo Fu made no loud demands for people to leave; he just sat sullenly in the corner, listening with everyone else to Yang Yunzhao convey the gratitude of the Assistant General.
