In this dark night, Murong Chunyu had already made up his mind and simply left with Zhao Rui and the others.

The Tian family's affairs are their own business and have nothing to do with them at all.

Why should I wade into this muddy water?

Murong Chunyu gently patted Zhao Rui's shoulder, leaned close to Zhao Rui's ear, and whispered: "Go, follow me out."

Zhao Rui left the young and ignorant Wang Junyuan and the scheming Master Xuanbei behind, followed Murong Chunyu, and walked outside.

After walking out of the main hall, Murong Chunyu pulled Zhao Rui to sit on the stone steps and said in a deep voice: "Let's go. What does the Tian family's affairs have to do with us?"

"Don't wade into this muddy water, or you'll get covered in mud and you won't be able to wash it off!"

When Zhao Rui heard what Murong Chunyu said, he immediately nodded deeply and said, "Yes, in fact, it seems to me the same."

The two of them didn't argue at all. After reaching a consensus, they immediately turned back to the main hall and said these words to Master Xuanbei and Granny Tianji.

Master Xuanbei said: "You two, please be patient and don't rush for this moment, although my senior brother has dismissed all the workers in the house."

"But this does not mean that it is absolutely safe outside. If you leave now, you will probably encounter something unexpected. Why leave?"

Murong Chunyu was a little impatient and said: "Master Xuanbei, although I have said this, what should we do if we stay here until the people from Fuhumen rush in?"

"We originally had no enmity with Fuhumen in the past, but now we have enmity with them out of thin air. What should we do?"

Murong Chunyu thought about it and felt that she must leave.

Master Xuanbei chuckled, turned to look at Tian Pingnan, and said: "Brother, I happen to have some contacts with the master of Fuhumen. Now you hurry up and prepare pen, ink, paper and inkstone for me, and I will write a letter to the master of Fuhumen.

The owner of the door brought it over."

"Don't worry, if I reveal the identity of Prince Beirong, the master of Fuhumen will not make things difficult for you again and again!"

Tian Pingnan nodded hurriedly and quickly went to the back to prepare pen, ink, paper and inkstone.

Seeing Master Xuanbei acting like this, Tian Tianyuan quickly asked: "Uncle Master, why didn't you tell me just now?"

Master Xuanbei smiled softly and said: "You are still young and don't understand this. There are so many maids and servants, at least thirty-seven or eight of them, right? If they stay here, I will give them to Fu Humen."

The master of the sect writes a letter, what should he say?"

"Is it possible that I have to ask for mercy for so many people? It will definitely not work, so of course I have to send them away first and then make a plan."

Tian Yeyuan suddenly realized it, gave a thumbs up, and praised: "Uncle Master is really very perceptive and extremely wise!"

Tian Pingnan quickly prepared the pen, ink, paper and inkstone. Master Xuanbei stood in front of the writing desk, holding the brush tightly in his hand, and quickly wrote a line of words on the rice paper.

Master Xuanbei may have already made a draft in his mind when the workers received their wages just now.

Now, once I start writing, my pen is as fast as flying, and my writing speed is extremely fast, without even stopping for a moment.
Chapter completed!