Chen Fu had already made up his mind: from now on, he would keep his distance whenever he saw Mo Han, otherwise, a few more encounters and he’d probably end up begging on the streets.

Seeing Chen Fu flee in a panic, everyone in the room burst into laughter. Even Nangong Yunfeng, who rarely smiled, couldn't help but cover her mouth to suppress her laughter, while Daili and Anna doubled over, clutching their sides with mirth.

At this moment, Murong Feixue, standing to the side, playfully chimed in, "Brother Mo Han, since you’re hiring me as a teacher, that payment should be mine this time, right?"

Mo Han immediately put on a pained expression and pleaded, "Xue'er, how can you bear to take away that tiny bit of money I have? Look at me—even if I have no merit, I have hard work; even if I have no hard work, I have fatigue! You already have so much money, you won't miss this little bit from me, will you?"

Daili immediately backed up Murong Feixue, saying, "Xue'er, don't listen to his nonsense. This man is swimming in money. When he made that bet with Miss Gongsun in Fiji, he threw down twenty-five thousand gold coins in one go. Do you think he’s poor?" Hearing Daili’s words, Mo Han immediately acted wronged and whined, "Wife, why are you teaming up with Xue'er to bully me? What's mine is yours! This is the dowry I’m preparing to marry you with! If I lose it, how can I marry you?"

Upon hearing Mo Han’s words, everyone erupted in hearty laughter. Daili’s face turned completely red as she retorted, "Who agreed to marry you? You shameless thing!"

Mo Han just chuckled in response.

Then Murong Feixue sighed enviously, "Sister Daili, you are so fortunate. Brother Mo Han has even prepared the betrothal gifts. Everyone is quite envious."

Daili replied with a meaningful smile, "Xue'er, don't be envious. Perhaps Mo Han will prepare betrothal gifts for you in the future too. Then you'll have yours, won't you?"

Murong Feixue, hearing this, thought Daili had misunderstood something and quickly clarified, "Sister Daili, Brother Mo Han is just treating my illness. Please don't misunderstand!"

Daili smiled gently. "Heh heh, whether that’s the case or not, I believe your Brother Mo Han knows best in his heart. Don't worry, I haven't misunderstood anything. I mean what I say."

Seeing that Daili genuinely didn't seem angry, Murong Feixue's face also flushed as she said, "Sister Daili, even you are teasing me now."

After saying that, she turned and ran off.

The Murong Tian couple had been standing by the side, smiling quietly the entire time.

When Mo Han saw Murong Feixue leave, he quickly moved to Daili’s side and coaxed her, "Wife, you are truly formidable. Knowing it was about my dowry, you got rid of Xue'er in just a few sentences."

Hearing Mo Han’s shameless reply, Daili could only give him an exasperated look without saying anything.

At this point, Murong Tian couldn't help but ask, "Young man, I am truly curious, how much tuition did you actually charge Chen Fu? Heh heh."

Hearing this, Mo Han smiled and replied, "Not much, heh heh, just a hundred thousand gold coins."

Murong Tian burst out laughing upon hearing this. "A hundred thousand gold coins isn't much? I bet Chen Fu won't be able to sleep soundly this entire month from heartache, ha ha!"

As soon as Murong Tian finished speaking, he seemed to picture Chen Fu’s miserable face and started laughing heartily himself. Mo Han chuckled along with him.

For the next few days, Mo Han diligently taught the members of Feiyun various martial arts skills. Mo Han's profound martial knowledge not only earned the awe of Daili and the others but also the deep admiration of Murong Tian and Murong Feixue. Murong Tian even requested that Murong Feiying formally become Mo Han's disciple, asking Mo Han to personally instruct Feiying in martial skills. Considering Murong Feiying wasn't completely beyond saving, Mo Han agreed.

This made Murong Tian and his family even more grateful. They admired Mo Han’s character and were thankful that he could overlook Murong Feiying’s past transgressions.

Murong Feiying, for his part, became Mo Han's devoted student, learning martial arts with absolute commitment.

A few days passed swiftly, and it was time for Mo Han to depart for the Beast Clan to begin his journey there.

Before leaving, Mo Han had to enter the palace one last time to bid farewell to the Emperor. The Heavenly Dragon Emperor presented Mo Han with a golden plaque, explaining that this was the Imperial Dragon Token. Seeing this plaque was equivalent to seeing the Emperor himself, granting Mo Han the authority to mobilize any military force or resources, excluding only the Heavenly Dragon Legion. This act deeply moved Mo Han, and he was delighted by the Emperor's trust in him. There were only two of these Dragon Tokens in existence; the Emperor kept one for himself, and gifting the other to Mo Han showed the immense level of faith placed in him.

Mo Han inwardly vowed that he must fulfill this mission to spare the people of the Heavenly Dragon Empire the suffering of war.

Subsequently, Mo Han bowed respectfully to the Emperor and took his leave.

This time, Mo Han’s bow was genuinely sincere. Leaving the imperial palace, he prepared to gather his travel necessities.

On the day of departure, Daili’s eyes were red as she repeatedly urged Mo Han to be careful here, cautious there, and most importantly, to take good care of himself. Anna started crying, and the rest of the Feiyun group also bid Mo Han farewell with visible reluctance.

Mo Han was deeply moved by this display. After saying goodbye to everyone one by one, he boarded the carriage arranged by the Murong family with Xiao Mo. Xiao Han, Mo Han's son, stayed behind to protect Daili and the others, as Mo Han was worried about their safety.

As for Murong Tian, due to the imminent threat of war, he also had to travel far to Mingyuan City to personally command the Raging Dragon Legion, guarding against any unexpected incidents. Only a seasoned veteran like Murong Tian could possibly handle any unforeseen crisis.

The carriage sped rapidly towards Mingyuan City, with few stops for rest along the way. Mo Han and his party managed to reach Mingyuan City in just four days.

Upon arriving at the gates of Mingyuan City, they saw soldiers from the Raging Dragon Legion already waiting, led by a young general, to welcome Mo Han and his group.

As Murong Tian’s convoy approached, the leading young general rushed forward and bowed deeply, saying, "Your subordinate, Li Mingyan, Garrison Commander of Mingyuan City, greets the Family Head."

Murong Tian and Mo Han quickly alighted from the carriage. Murong Tian spoke first, "Heh heh, Mingyan, are you well?"

Hearing Murong Tian’s question, Mingyan replied respectfully, "Thank you for your concern, Family Head. Your subordinate is well, but I am inadequate; I could not handle this Beast Clan invasion alone and have troubled the Family Head to rush over from afar. I feel deeply uneasy."

Murong Tian immediately shook his head. "You have done very well. During the time Xue'er was away, you governed Mingyuan City admirably too. I am aware of all this. I am not here because I doubt your ability, but rather because your experience is somewhat lacking. With more study and refinement, you will certainly be able to stand on your own feet in the future."

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