Chapter 1767 1768 The Little Girl Who Does Not Know the Heights of the Sky

Although her impression of Wen Gaoren has changed a lot, if this happened outside Huayu City, Mu Hanyan might not be meddling. After all, she still needs to hide her identity. But this is the Temple of Flower Rain. Wen Gaoren said that they were all the guests they invited back. If they were injured and taken away like this, the Temple of Flower Rain would not have any dignity at all.

More importantly, the other party injured Yan Qingshan and Qi Ming indiscriminately as soon as they came. If they can't get justice for them, what will others think, and how will they treat her as the priest?

When Mu Hanyan took over the position of the priest, he promised An Xiaxin and the others that he would lead the Temple of Flower Rain out of the predicament and regain its former glory, instead of just trying to survive.

Well, even if the dignity of the Huayu Temple and the prestige of the priest are not mentioned, how could it be that Miss Mu's nature did not happen. If she can really endure such a thing, she is not safe. Yun No. 1 dandy eldest miss.

To be a human being, always have a little perseverance and a little faith. You must never see yourself being bullied and humiliated by others. This is Miss Mu's belief.

While speaking, Mu Hanyan's hand was already on the hilt of the sword. Although her expression was so calm, she was so proud and confident.

Ou Mingzhi's pupils shrank slightly, although from the white cloud pattern embroidered on the sacrificial robe, Mu Hanyan was only an eighth-order god priest, but for some reason, this calmness gave him a dangerous intuition.

Being able to be established as the young master by the family early, his aptitude is much stronger than Long Wudang, his spiritual sense is stronger, and his intuition for danger is much sharper.

"Hahaha, the little girl who doesn't know how high the sky is, is it qualified to be regarded by my son just because of your Huayu Temple?" A follower laughed unbridled. He didn't have the powerful spiritual sense as Ou Zhizhi, and naturally he couldn't see anything scary about Mu Hanyan.

"Why do you need to talk nonsense with him, this bunch of self-righteous rubbish, still think Huayu Temple is the previous Huayu Temple, without the protection of the Lord God, it's not a fart, they have to dare to squeak a meal, it's annoying Kill them directly." Another follower said even more arrogantly.

"Shut up." Ou Mingzhi reprimanded with a sullen face.

The few attendants were slightly startled, and then they noticed that the young master looked at Mu Hanyan a little differently than usual, and was unusually solemn.

Could it be that there is something remarkable about this little girl, but looking at her sacrificial robe, she is only an eighth-order god priest? Although they were puzzled, no one dared to disobey Ou Zhizhi, and they all kept their mouths shut.

"You are the chief priest of Huayu Temple, what's your name?" Ou Mingzhi asked in a condescending manner.

Although this woman brought him a dangerous intuition that he should not have, but with his identity and strength, he would not really be afraid of the other party just because of a little intuition.

"Mu Hanyan." Mu Hanyan still looked like a cloudless wind that was not shocked by honor and shame.

"It turned out to be Priest Mu. Today's matter is indeed our recklessness. I apologize to you. However, Wen Gaoren is the priest of our Lingyu Temple, and it is also a family matter. Please don't interfere with the Priest Priest." Ou Zhizhi said.

Hearing his words, the entourage behind him were all surprised. In his impression, it was the first time that his own young master apologized to others for his grievances. This Mu Hanyan, the priest of Huayu Temple, is really so scary and worth it. Does he care so much?