Chapter 971 The Truth of the Year (8)

So, Master, what do you want to say?

"What if the stench reaches Su Yi and Su Yi leaves the Mu family in anger? No, you go and stop Mu Ling and don't allow him to go to Su Yi. He stinks too much." The old man stood up hurriedly, a little hastily. disturbed.

The corner of the old housekeeper's mouth twitched: "He really wants to find the young lady. It's useless for me to stop him. Besides, the young lady will definitely throw him out."

"Oh, that's good," the old man smiled happily, "By the way, did Mu Ling eat shit today? Why does it stink like this?"

"Maybe. He may feel that he doesn't deserve to eat, so he eats shit instead."

"Oh, that's it," the old man frowned, "Then please tell me quickly and tell everyone to stay away from Mu Ling when they see him today. He ate shit and it stinks!"

Old housekeeper: "..."

Is the head of the family trying to kill the young master?

"No, you should notify him when you go outside, so that Mu Ling won't faint from the smell. Everyone will have to stay away from him when they see him. Go quickly!"

Seeing that the old housekeeper didn't move, the old man became angry and scolded him.

"Yes, Master," the old housekeeper said with a helpless expression, "Then I will inform others and ask them to stay away from the Young Master."

…

After leaving the old man's courtyard, Mu Ling gave the elixir to a little maid and asked her to give it to Chen Qingyan.

Of course, he didn't go looking for Su Yi.

After all, it wouldn't be good to go to her empty-handed.

He remembered that Su Yi's favorite food was old Chen's chestnut cake.

That pastry shop is extremely famous in Tenjin City, and you have to wait in line for a long time to buy it.

Mu Ling remembered that Su Yi didn't like others using their power to oppress others, so he was already prepared to queue up and would not jump in line directly relying on his power like before.

But somehow...

Along the way, he always felt that those people looked at him with strange eyes, as if he were some kind of beast. They would retreat when they saw him, so that no one came within ten feet of him.

Mu Ling's eyes were filled with confusion, as if he didn't understand what was going on.

He smelled the scent on his body and frowned slightly.

"Before I came out, I had used aromatherapy to remove the smell. Although there is still some smell, it is already very superficial. Why can these people still notice it? When did their sense of smell become so sensitive?"

After thinking about it, Mu Ling shook his head and threw those thoughts away.

With a smile on his lips, he headed towards the pastry queue in front.

Someone in the queue that was originally full happened to see Mu Ling approaching with a smile on his face.

The man's expression suddenly changed, and he poked the person in front of him with his finger...

The person in front looked back, his face suddenly changed.

Immediately afterwards, Mu Ling, who had not yet approached, saw the long queue disperse in a rush. Everyone dispersed like birds, disappearing without a trace in an instant.

The entrance to Lao Chen's chestnut cake shop was empty, with only fallen leaves floating by, making it look a bit desolate.

Of course Mu Ling didn't know that while he was using aromatherapy to remove the smell at Mu's house, a rumor spread throughout the Tianshen Mansion.

He was like a two-foot-tall monk who was confused and walked towards the old Chen's chestnut cake.

"I want one..."

The owner of Lao Chen's Chestnut Cake, whose surname is Chen, glanced at Mu Ling who was walking to the door. As if a wild beast had walked in, he immediately cleaned up the stall at the door, like a whirlwind. Ran into the house.

Before he closed the door, he left a few words.