Mo Han exclaimed in surprise, "No way? So fast? That only took a few moves!" Dai Li explained with a smile, "Actually, we had already prepared your room before you returned, so Xue’er and the others don't have much cleaning to do now, just setting out the bedding and things like that."

Mo Han chuckled and said, "My wife is indeed thoughtful, knowing to prepare my room first. But seeing how much trouble you went through makes me feel bad. It would be much better if I just slept in your room; that would save you some trouble too."

Hearing this, Dai Li chuckled and said, "Dream on. If you want to sleep somewhere, why don't you go to Xue’er's room? You go tell Xue’er yourself. I imagine Xue’er probably won't mind."

With that, she stopped paying attention to Mo Han and pulled him directly toward the house.

Just as Mo Han, Dai Li, and Murong Feixue were happily chatting inside, they heard Ma Ke report that a young woman in white was requesting an audience with Mo Han at the gate, claiming to be Mo Han's friend. Hearing Ma Ke's report, Mo Han couldn't help but feel puzzled. When did he ever get to know a young woman in white? "Big Brother Mo Han, when did you meet another young woman in white? We never heard you mention it," Yun Xiang asked with great curiosity.

Mo Han shook his head upon hearing this.

He then spoke, "I don't know either; I don't recall anything about it. But since she's here, we can go see who it is and find out." Dai Li and Murong Feixue saw the confusion on Mo Han's face and understood he wasn't lying, meaning he genuinely didn't know the situation. They too felt a bit perplexed, but they followed Mo Han toward the front yard.

When Mo Han arrived at the gate, he saw several people standing there.

One of them was actually Rou Xue, the Saint Dragon Clan Princess he had encountered outside Tianyue City that time. Due to time constraints back then, Mo Han hadn't gotten a good look at her appearance. This time, he saw she was still dressed in snow-white clothes, without any makeup, yet it couldn't conceal her breathtaking beauty. Her eyebrows were curved like willow branches, and her bright eyes cast a clear, serene, gentle glow.

Her neck, gracefully long like a swan’s, possessed an indescribable elegant bearing.

Mo Han couldn't help but look at Rou Xue a few more times.

Behind her stood two burly men in yellow and an elderly man in white. However, Mo Han didn't know Rou Xue’s name, so upon seeing her, recalling the scene outside Tianyue City, he couldn't help but smile and speak, "I was wondering who it was! It turns out to be you, Miss Ruhua. Long time no see. Have you been missing me? Heh heh."

The moment Mo Han finished speaking, the white-robed elder beside Rou Xue let out a cold snort and spoke coldly, "So you are that Chen Mo Han. In my view, you're nothing special."

Instantly, a powerful aura erupted from the white-robed elder, pressing directly toward Mo Han. Even Dai Li and the others, who weren't the direct target, felt the immense pressure, forcing them to retreat several steps, their expressions changing.

When the Heaven Dragon Guards saw the white-robed elder insulting their master, they drew their weapons and stared coldly at the opponent. Although they knew the elder's strength was far from simple, these Heaven Dragon Imperial Guards were the elite of the Heaven Dragon Legion, each showing no fear, ready to move forward and apprehend the person with just one command from Mo Han.

Seeing this, the white-robed elder snorted again and spoke coldly, "It’s not that I look down on you, but if you’re looking to die, I don't mind sending you on your way."

After speaking, the white-robed elder’s body emitted an even more intense aura, bearing down on everyone at the gate.

Although the Heaven Dragon Guards were seasoned battlefield elites, the gap in strength between them and the white-robed elder was too vast. Under the elder's oppressive power, every one of them turned pale and trembled, yet none showed weakness, grinding their teeth and refusing to yield.

Just then, Mo Han let out a cold snort. A powerful aura surged from Mo Han's body, instantly pushing back the oppressive pressure created by the white-robed elder. Everyone at the gate immediately felt the pressure ease and couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. The elder slightly blinked in surprise and exclaimed, "I didn't expect you to have already reached the Sword Saint cultivation. Truly not simple. No wonder you dare to be so arrogant."

Mo Han ignored him and spoke coldly to Princess Rou Xue of the Saint Dragon Clan, "May I ask the meaning of Your Highness's visit? You didn't come to my residence specifically to deal with my guards, did you?"

Mo Han was secretly annoyed. This white-robed elder looked down on everyone, acting as if no one else mattered. Mo Han despised this type of person the most, even if they were from the Dragon Clan. As long as they dared to harm those around him, Mo Han would dare to slay a dragon—no matter who they were.

Hearing Mo Han refer to the young woman in white as "Your Highness," Dai Li and the others around him exchanged confused glances. Could this young woman in white be a princess from some empire? Princess Rou Xue, hearing Mo Han's icy tone, did not become angry and still smiled as she spoke, "Duke, please do not misunderstand. Elder Blaid has long heard of the Duke's great reputation, which is why he couldn't help but want to test the Duke's skill. There may have been some offense, and I hope the Duke does not mind."

As the saying goes, one cannot strike a smiling face. Seeing that the other party had apologized, Mo Han had to soften his tone and say, "Then may I ask what important matter brings Your Highness here?" Rou Xue smiled upon hearing this and slowly stated, "It is not I who seeks you, but my father who has business with you, which is why he sent me to invite the Duke for a discussion. I wonder what the Duke thinks of this proposal?"

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