The Exiled Villainess and Her Shopping Dimension

Chapter 261

The soldiers were unsure how to handle the situation. Their master was so furious that his face was flushed. This despicable man had the audacity to continue harassing his wife even after they moved to a different country. He still had the nerve to cause trouble again. Was there any point in dealing with him politely anymore?

"Bring him to me and inform Furen. She will decide how to proceed," Mu Heng trusted no one more than his beautiful wife. If she decided to confront this scoundrel, he would respect her decision. As for rumors and gossip, the couple had never feared them. They had gained their positions without ever succumbing to fear and would not start now.

"Y-yes, master," the former soldier of the Wang stammered, having never seen his master this angry. He hurriedly went to bring in the unwanted guest inside the manor.

When the Young General from the Du Region entered, he was greeted by the sight of a sword laid out and a large man holding another sword, waiting for him.

"Hmm? Master Mu, what do you plan to do with me, who has come with the diplomatic envoy?" Of course, this was merely a taunt, meant to show this poor commoner that Mu Heng was always on a different level from him, no matter where he fled. His status would never rise above his own.

It wasn’t that he feared anything. When it came to fighting skills, with his status as a young general, why should he be afraid of this former lowly commoner?!

"I’ve heard that Young General is quite skilled in combat. Since you’re here to exchange knowledge, it would be a waste of a trip if I didn’t have the honor of learning from you. But it all depends on whether you want to “teach” me or not. If you’re unwilling, then let’s pretend this never happened," Mu Heng waved his sword back and forth, his mouth speaking like a nobleman who wished to engage in verbal sparring, but his eyes couldn’t hide his true intentions.

If he couldn’t leave this despicable Young General with some injuries today, then he didn’t deserve to be called Mu Heng! If he allowed his wife to be repeatedly harassed and he, as a husband, couldn’t retaliate even once, he had no right to remain as Yueqian’s husband.

"Oh, I didn’t expect that after staying in the Bai Region for such a short time, you’ve learned so much already... you lowly commoner!" Seeing Mu Heng’s provoking demeanor, how could the honorable Young General hold back? He nudged the hilt of his sword with his foot, making it bounce up, and then reached out to grab the sword from the ground and held it gracefully.

This display showed that the Young General wasn’t just all talk and good looks. As the protagonist of the story, how could he be lacking? The beloved character of the writer had to excel in all aspects.

Mu Heng narrowed his eyes slightly, a smirk forming on his lips as he saw that he had successfully provoked the Young General. He wasn’t adept at using words to inflict emotional pain; he preferred to use physical strength to handle the overly talkative. If it weren’t for his wife and child needing protection, he wouldn’t be so compromising now.

"Then, please, esteemed general, instruct me," he immediately took a stance to receive the attack. His posture, reminiscent of military training, surprised the Young General from the Deng family.

Previously, he knew that this commoner who dared to take his wife had some skills, but the fighting style of ordinary people who relied solely on brute force was different from that of someone trained in military combat. Soldiers focused on hiding their weaknesses and creating opportunities to expose and repeatedly attack the enemy’s vulnerabilities.

This kind of stance clearly showed his training. The Young General felt deeply dissatisfied in his heart. He needed to deal with Mu Heng seriously and couldn’t allow this man to live any longer. It seemed that the Wang of the Bai Region favored him greatly. In the future, Mu Heng might become a general of the Bai Region. Why else would the Wang teach this lowly commoner such combat skills?

What the Young General didn’t know was that Mu Heng’s combat skills weren’t just based on typical brawling of an unseasoned fighter. His foundation was that of an assassin. When he met his second master, after his mother, he learned military combat techniques. This new master was a former great general of the Region, thus his training methods for the only remaining disciple were highly advanced. He imparted his knowledge to Mu Heng in a relatively short period.

Thus, it wasn’t just the Wang who wanted to support Mu Heng; it was Mu Heng who had worked hard from the beginning to end! If he didn’t have great skills, how could he have helped the Wang and earned such favor? He had created opportunities for himself from the start.

"Good, good," the Young General pushed aside his intrusive thoughts. As someone who had been trained in combat since childhood, he knew his weaknesses well. The sword in his hand was a constant reminder to warriors that death awaited. To be careless was to be half-dead already.

The two stared each other down for a long time. The one who believed himself to be the more experienced fighter quickly lunged forward when he saw an opening. He raised his sword only slightly, thinking the initial clash was just a test. He suspected Mu Heng might be baiting him by revealing a weakness.

This quick thinking made the Young General believe he had already won. By keeping his hand low, he could quickly withdraw his sword to defend if he realized that Mu Heng had intentionally exposed a vulnerability for him.

However, what he didn’t anticipate was that Mu Heng’s mindset was not as straightforward as a typical soldier’s. Mu Heng’s eyes narrowed slightly as he saw the swift attack. Anyone else in this situation would dodge and then counterattack when the opponent missed. This was a thought process like what the Young General was considering. But at that moment:

Thunk!

The Young General’s blade cut deeply into Mu Heng’s arm. It wasn’t that Mu Heng did not dodge—not because he was unable to, but he deliberately used his arm to block the sword.

The Young General’s eyes widened in shock. He saw the wretched lowborn man smirk malevolently. Then, in a split second, the terrifying sound followed.

Whoosh!

Splat!!

It turned out Mu Heng had indeed given the Young General an opening, but he never intended to dodge. He let the other party strike, and then, with the sword he had held ready since observing the Young General’s movements, he swung it with full force into the chest of the man who thought he had successfully landed a hit.

Blood spurted uncontrollably from the Young General’s wound. Mu Heng stepped back, feigning injury, though the injury was minor since the Young General had held back his strike, fearing a counterattack.

"Oh, Young General, you’re gravely injured. Do you wish to continue fighting, or would you rather call it a day?" Mu Heng asked, pretending to be concerned, but his tone was dripping with mockery.

"You!" The Young General was now red with fury. He had never felt such humiliation. His combat skills, of which he was so confident, had been bested so easily?

Everyone hailed him as a war god in leading troops into battle, and on the battlefield, he was called a demon, so how could this happen? Did his pride have to be trampled to this extent?!

"I think it’s best to stop here. If you were to die at my Mu manor, the diplomatic mission might think that a lowly commoner like me had gone too far," Mu Heng laughed as he said this statement. Perhaps the pressure he had been carrying all this time had finally been released today. He had utterly destroyed the Young General’s immense pride. If this wasn’t the most satisfying revenge, what could it be?

"You scoundrel, how dare you!" The Young General used his sword to prop himself up. Though blood streamed down his chest, his rage kept him wanting to fight. The murderous intent in his eyes was no longer concealed.

But, unfortunately, what happened next prevented the fight from continuing. The sound of many footsteps approached the manor, accompanied by the cheerful laughter of someone familiar to both the combatants.

"Is it true that the consort went to make merit and ward off bad luck together with others since the day the envoy arrived?" The clear voice of a pregnant woman echoed from a distance, causing the Young General’s eyes to narrow in excitement.

"That is true. Welcoming the envoys is important. I did it not for you, nor for anyone else. No need to thank me," the excitement of the Young General was cut short by the cold voice of another woman. The distinctive tone and indifference in her words were all too familiar to him.

"Don’t pay too much attention to what she says. In truth, my Consort Jia favors you more than a husband like me. So, you still need to thank her," said the person they hadn’t expected to see there. His voice was somewhat teasing towards his wife.

It seemed that his desire for someone to walk alongside him firmly had come true. Just as he had once envied Mu Heng for having a beautiful and sincere wife, now he no longer needed to envy anyone. Who would have thought that amidst the chaos, he would gain such a precious, well-refined gem?

Indeed, it was a fortunate outcome from unfortunate circumstances.

"That’s true, Your Highness. Thank you very much, Your Highness, for your assistance," Yueqian thanked her with a smile. Their conversation drew closer until the Young General saw the arrival of the two esteemed individuals, including his former fiancée, who still stirred a desire in him to reclaim her. They walked side by side as if very close.

Of course, Yueqian was quite surprised too. She hadn’t expected that, after just a few days of welcoming the delegation, the Second Prince, who had made numerous mistakes and recently lost his consort to poison, would want to follow Consort Jia to the Mu manor.

For Consort Jia, this was a request Yueqian had sent directly to her as soon as she learned that the despicable Young General was causing trouble at the manor again. She had asked this formidable woman to help dispel the damaging rumors that could prevent her from becoming the First Ranked Fourth Rank Titled Furen.

She didn’t know if Consort Jia would help, but it turned out that she promptly came to the back of the manor, as indicated in the letter Yueqian had sent. Yueqian had always kept an escape route in the manor, knowing she had many enemies who wanted to obstruct her progress. Therefore, the hidden back door of the manor served as her entry and exit point in times of trouble.

Yueqian met with the consort, demonstrating that she wasn’t at the manor. Thus, her husband inviting the Young General in wouldn’t damage her reputation anymore. Instead, it would make him appear as a brave man inviting a rude individual to talk in the manor, all while protecting his wife’s honor.

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