Chapter 5: Depression

At this moment, Hu Yan felt extremely frustrated; even he, no matter how foolish, knew he had been played: "Little wife, it is very wrong of you to deceive your husband like this, you know. I am going to use the family law."

At this moment, Mu Ling took the driver's seat under Hu Yan's watchful gaze, then closed the car door, fastened her seatbelt, and started the engine. With Hu Yan's frustrated look, curled up behind the car, she drove off quickly into the distance.

However, Die Wu was not so easy to talk to. She shot a glance at Hu Yan and asked, "Big pervert, when can those few rascals wake up from their coma? It would be best if they remained unconscious for an entire day". Die Wu recalled how those little hoodlums had felt a surge of anger just moments ago.

Upon hearing Mu Ling agree to his request, Hu Yan immediately felt delighted and ran towards the Phantom sports car, simultaneously calling out to the Mu sisters: "Let's go, I will help your sister with her illness in a place we can find." Hu Yan secretly rejoiced, thinking to himself, "Hehehe, I have gained another little wife, and she is a very wealthy little wife. I wonder if my little nun, my big wife, will be angry when she finds out I have taken another little wife. If they end up fighting out of jealousy, who should I, as the husband, support?"

However, Mu Die glanced at him and then, under Hu Yan's gaze, took a seat in the passenger seat. She then said to Hu Yan: "I don't need you to worry about me, I have my own seat. You should just stay there quietly, you big pervert"

Ah, you big rogue, how dare you threaten my sister to be your wife? I tell you, even if I don't let you see a doctor, I will not stand by and watch you threaten my sister. Just as Mu Ling was stunned by the sudden words from Hu Yan, Mu Die Wu, like a dog with its tail cut off, glared at Hu Yan with fierce eyes.

Of course, these nonsensical words were merely thoughts in his mind, not spoken aloud. Instead, he directly said: "Rest assured, those few guys won't wake up for several hours; I am quite measured in my actions." He spoke in a rambling manner.

As Hu Yan was lost in his thoughts while entering the welcome sports car, Mu Die Wu glared at his retreating figure with resentment, muttering incessantly, "Pervert, big pervert." She then turned to Mu Ling, her expression resolute, and said, "Sister, I won't see a doctor anymore, and you shouldn't marry that big pervert, okay?" Mu Die Wu shook Mu Ling's arm back and forth, her eyes brimming with tears, continuing to murmur, "Pervert, big pervert." Then she turned to Mu Ling again, her expression firm, and reiterated, "Sister, I won't see a doctor anymore, and you shouldn't marry that big pervert, okay?" Mu Die Wu shook Mu Ling's arm back and forth, her eyes filled with tears.

Hu Yan, who did not understand, foolishly crawled into the small space behind the sports car after hearing Mu Ling's words: "It's so small here, only I can fit in. Where is your sister sitting?" After squeezing into that cramped space, Hu Yan even asked with concern where Mu Die Wu was sitting.

"Are you a beggar? You know martial arts and can treat illnesses, yet why do you dress in a manner that resembles a beggar even more? Have you been robbed? But with your impressive martial arts skills, how could you have been robbed? Do you simply enjoy wearing tattered clothes? Truly, your taste is quite peculiar." Mu Diewu asked while looking at the group of nonsense huddled in the back through the rearview mirror.

"Alright, it's a deal. As long as you cure Die Wu's illness, I will agree to your request and become your wife," Mu Ling said, looking at Hu Yan with a stubborn expression. "As long as I can cure my sister's illness, what does it matter if I sacrifice my own happiness? It's just a shell, after all; I can give it to him," Mu Ling thought to herself, but the glimmer in her eyes betrayed her inner unwillingness.

Mu Ling perked up her ears upon hearing her sister's question and listened intently. Her thoughts aligned with her sister's; both wished for those few who intended to bully them to remain unconscious for a longer period. After all, how dare they target the two sisters? This incident clearly shows that Mu Ling is quite a vengeful little woman.

Mu Ling saw Hu Yan sitting in the driver's seat, constantly looking left and right. At this moment, there was also a look of curiosity in Hu Yan's eyes, as it was his first time in a car. His curiosity led him to start observing everything around him, and his dazed expression appeared quite adorable, resembling that of a child who has just received a new toy

"Alright, you're all grown up yet still crying, aren't you ashamed? I'm leaving now." After saying this, Mu Ling pulled Mu Die Wu towards his Phantom sports car. However, an awkward problem arose at the same time; the sports car could only accommodate two people. Originally, Mu Ling and Mu Die Wu, being sisters, had one seat each, but now with the addition of Hu Yan, there simply weren't enough seats.

Mu Ling was amused by Hu Yan's silly appearance at that moment, and with a playful smile, she said to him, "You go lie down in the back; this place is for the driver. If you sit here, I won't be able to drive." Mu Ling pointed to the small space in the back of the sports car where things like luggage could be placed.

Oh, it should be like this. Those few guys are clearly not good people said Mu Die Wu with a disdainful curl of her lips

Do you agree or not? Hu Yan paid no attention to Mu Die Wu's fierce and charming appearance, but instead wore a look of anticipation on his face, grinning wickedly as he looked at Mu Ling, waiting for her response

Mu Ling listened to Hu Yan's words, but did not take them to heart at all, not even acknowledging him, as she continued to drive her car. The phantom sports car sped along the road.

Mu Ling also deeply agreed with her sister's words. The beggar in front of her, who appeared mysterious and was quite capable in combat, was indeed a blatant lecher, the kind who was utterly unrestrained and showed no regard for others. It was truly an eye-opening experience.

Hu Yan heard Die Wu's question and shifted slightly in that cramped space, adjusting to a more comfortable position as he thought. "Those guys have already gone to report to the King of Hell. Anyone who has been struck by my life-taking needle is absolutely not going to survive. Even that guy I knocked out earlier was dealt with when I took care of the last two; a small stone I kicked at him did the job. Who told them to dare compete with me for women, and in the end, even try to kill me? It would be better for me to eliminate them myself."

Even Mu Ling looked at him with a strange expression, as if to say, "Do you really have that kind of fetish?" Hu Yan felt extremely frustrated; who the hell would want to dress like this? It wasn't even his choice; that shameless old man insisted he wear this outfit down the mountain, claiming it was the same attire he wore on his first descent. That old guy must be jealous that he looks better than him, which is why he treats him so poorly, forcing him to wear this tattered clothing that he once wore. It's truly despicable. Hu Yan thought to himself, simultaneously praising his own appearance, clearly indicating how good he felt about himself.