"It's my benefactor!"
The three of them looked at each other and shouted out almost at the same time, their faces full of shock.
Mu Yu turned out to be the mysterious man in black who rescued them in the capital.
"It is my fault."
The scent of cloud smoke was rustling on her shoulders, her beautiful eyes were shining, her teeth were biting her red lips, and her heart was filled with regret.
It was Mu Yu who not only protected them, master and servant, along the way, but also allowed them to reach the capital smoothly.
He also took action when they were at their most desperate, single-handedly breaking through Mo Biehe's encirclement and resolving their crisis.
What a profound kindness at this time!
Moreover, Mu Yu never saw anyone with his true face from beginning to end, and did not ask for anything in return from them.
Hello.
How noble and honorable this is!
But she was self-righteous and smart, and she repeatedly despised and ridiculed Mu Yu, who was so kind to her.
"I'm really nothing!"
Thinking of this, Yun Yan raised her jade hand and couldn't help but slap herself twice.
When Mo Wangchen saw this, he immediately grabbed her wrist and comforted her gently: "Yan'er, since we already know that he is our benefactor, it is not too late for us to make up for it now."
"Yeah!"
Yun Yan's eyes shined again, her pretty face regained its luster, and she said: "Brother Bian Chen, we are waiting for him here. I want to apologize to him properly."
"Okay." Mo Wangchen nodded heavily and said, "I will ask my father for instructions and express my gratitude to my benefactor for saving my life with all my strength."
So, the three of them stayed in the shop and waited.
Until the next day, Mu Yu was still nowhere to be seen, and the faces of the three of them looked tired and mixed with disappointment.
During this period, some celebrities from all over the world came here to visit Mu Yu.
After learning that Mu Yu didn't come back, he could only sigh and leave.
In the evening of the next day, another old man came. He glanced at Mo Bianchen and the other three, and asked doubtfully: "Are the three of you waiting for Mr. Mu here?"
Yun Yan also knew Mu Yu's name and nodded immediately, with a hint of expectation in her eyes: "Old man, do you know where he went? When will he come back?"
"Well, I advise you not to wait any longer." The old man twirled his beard lightly and sighed: "Master Mu has left."
"What?!"
Mo Wangchen, Yun Yan, and Xiaorou were all shocked.
"Did he say when he would be back?"
Yun Yan asked with a nervous look on her face. Her two hands were tightly entangled together, as if she wanted to break her fingers.
"I don't know this."
The old man shook his head and said: "When he left, he only said that if peace returns to the world, he might come back to see it."
"Woooooooo..."
Yun Yan couldn't help crying, and the tears couldn't stop flowing down her cheeks like a gurgling stream.
Mo Wangchen and Xiao Rou were equally distraught and looked dazed.
Such a result is really difficult for them to accept.
Looking at the expressions of the three of them, the old man shook his head helplessly, then took out a huge sack, squatted down, and packed away the wood carvings in the shop.
"Old man, what do you mean?"
Mo Wangchen was the first to wake up and asked doubtfully.
"This is what Mr. Mu Yu told me to auction off these wood carvings, and then use the money to build several welfare homes in the city to take in children who have no fathers or mothers and are homeless."
The old man replied while packing up the wood carvings.