Chapter 242: 234 Slapping the face, in front of you stands the Ancestor of Practitioners of Ancient Medicine [1 update]
Indeed, beyond the Imperial Capital, the Meng Family’s reputation was far less than that of the Mu and Nie families, and common folk were unaware of them.
Even the Di Wu Family surpassed them.
With the declining number of Diviners, the Di Wu Family had already turned to commerce in the late 20th century.
Although they were not as established as the Mu Family, their foundation was solid.
After all, the Di Wu Family’s lineage could be traced back to the Tang Dynasty.
Di Wu Shaoxian’s Divination Talent was exceptional because his ancestors had been practicing divination for the imperial lineage within the Forbidden City.
To the outside world, the Meng Family was a household of traditional Chinese medicine.
However, only those who had really come into contact with the Meng Family knew that, even if their history did not compare to those few families, their strength was frighteningly formidable.
A practitioner of Ancient Medicine must always have a guardian ancient martial artist by their side.
A powerful ancient martial artist could single-handedly sweep through a major secular clan.
This was also the reason why major clans dedicated themselves to finding ancient martial artists.
With an ancient martial artist in place, what was there to fear?
Mu Chenzhou was unaware of the existence of Ancient Medicine, which is why he always felt that the Meng Family was no match for the Mu family.
But he had heard from Madam Mu that Mu Heqing’s illness was entirely treated by the few divine doctors of the Meng Family.
This was hardly a secret within the Mu Family.
As long as Mu Heqing was alive, the Mu Family would not collapse.
Therefore, every member of the Mu Family also held a deep reverence for the members of the Meng Family.
Mu Chenzhou felt all the more that Ying Zijin truly had no insight and was even more utterly disappointed.
Not even the Mu Family would compete with the Meng Family for possessions; whatever the Meng Family needed should have been readily available.
To snatch away the rare tulip variety that the Meng Family had already reserved?
Wouldn’t that be cutting off one’s own retreat?
All members of the Meng Family were physicians, and they were distributed in hospitals across the country and even around the world.
Offending the Meng Family meant no one to treat them when they fell ill in the future.
It was because Mu Chenzhou knew this that he insisted Ying Zijin yield the auction item.
It was a reminder and a piece of advice for her.
The guests in the ballroom had not expected such an interlude to arise mid-auction.
And the one speaking was Mu Chenzhou, a direct descendant of the Mu Family.
In an instant, all eyes converged on the girl who was raising the bid.
They held looks of inquiry and astonishment, along with some scrutiny.
Zhong Manhua didn’t look up.
Her fingers clenched tightly around her purse, a strong sense of embarrassment surged to her forehead, making it hard for her to even breathe.
The very reason she would rather give Ying Zijin a glass of juice spiked with sleeping pills than bring her to the event was to avoid such situations.
Now, she had not only embarrassed herself in Shanghai City’s wealthy circles, but in front of young masters and ladies from the Imperial Capital as well.
It took a long time for Zhong Manhua to catch her breath.
Her initial decision was not wrong; the rightful young mistress of the Ying Family should only be Ying Yuexuan.
“Mu Chenzhou, how ridiculous,” Ying Tianlv stood up amidst the silence, “I wonder what right you have to end the auction?”
His gaze was cold and cutting, “If I remember correctly, even your invitation wasn’t from Elder Mu. Stopping others from participating, who do you think you are?”
As this was said, the guests were all shocked.
The attendees of this ball were from the major noble families, who were all aware of Mu Chenzhou’s status.
The Imperial Capital’s Mu Family!
So, even though the ball wasn’t organized by him, on the surface, everyone still treated him as a quasi-host.
“Tianlv!” Zhong Manhua’s expression changed too, but with so many people, she couldn’t raise her voice, only gritting her teeth and whispering, “Tianlv, have you lost your mind?”
Their Ying Family might be one of the Four Major Noble Families, but how could they compare to the Mu Family?
If they offended the Mu Family, could the Ying Family achieve any success in business?
With just a word from the Mu Family, many paths could be closed to the Ying Family.
Mu Chenzhou was taken aback momentarily but quickly regained his composure, “My invitation, indeed, was not from my grandfather; I obtained it through my own abilities.”
Ying Tianlv’s eyes narrowed slightly, his tone mocking.
The usually elegant and noble man bluntly cursed, “Then your words are worthless.”
The guests murmured among themselves.
Mu Chenzhou pursed his lips,
and beside him, that man finally showed a reaction.
His eyes seemed to carry a hint of a smile, but it did not reach the rest of his face.
He leisurely took a sip of tea before speaking, his voice as melodiously captivating as the sound of tinkling jade, “I apologize, I just really wanted this rare plant species.”
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