Although her impression of Wen Gaoren has changed greatly, if this incident happened outside Huayu City, Mu Hanyan may not be nosy, after all, she still needs to hide her identity, and she will try to cause as few incidents as possible, but this is the Huayu Temple, no matter what Wen Gaoren says, he is a guest they invited back, if he is injured and taken away like this, how can the Huayu Temple still have any dignity at all.

What's more, as soon as the other party came, he indiscriminately injured Yan Qingshan and Qi Ming, if they couldn't get justice for them, what would other people think, and what would they think of her, the chief priest?

When Mu Hanyan took over the position of the chief priest, he promised An Xiaxin and the others that he would lead the Huayu Temple out of the predicament and regain its former glory, instead of stealing a living.

Well, even if the dignity of the Throwing Flower Rain Temple and the prestige of the main priest are not to be mentioned, with the nature of Miss Mu, how can she not do anything, if she can really endure this kind of thing, she will not be the first lady of An Yun.

To be a man, we must always have a little perseverance and a little faith. You must not see your own people being bullied and humiliated by others, this is Miss Mu's belief.

As he spoke, Mu Hanyan's hand was already on the hilt of the sword. Although her expression and tone were so calm, she was so proud and confident.

Ou Mingming's pupils shrank slightly, although judging from the white cloud patterns embroidered on the sacrifice robe, Mu Hanyan was only an eighth-order god priest, but for some reason, this calm and calm brought him a dangerous intuition.

He was established as a young master by the family early, his qualifications were much stronger than Long Wudang's, his divine thoughts were more powerful, and his intuition of danger was much sharper.

"Hahahaha, I don't know the height of the sky, little girl, just by virtue of your Flower Rain Temple, is you qualified to be taken into account by my son-in-law?" one of the attendants laughed unscrupulously. He didn't have a powerful divine mind like Ou Mingming, so naturally he couldn't see anything terrible about Mu Hanyan.

"Why should Childe talk nonsense with him, these self-righteous wastes, and think that the Flower Rain Temple is the former Flower Rain Temple, without the protection of the Lord Divine Lord, it is not a fart, they dare to slap them crookedly, and if they are in a hurry, they will directly destroy them. Another attendant said even more arrogantly.

"Shut up. Ou Zhizhi reprimanded with a calm face.

The entourage was slightly stunned, and then they noticed that the young master of his own family looked at Mu Hanyan's gaze was a little different from usual, and it was unusually dignified.

Could it be that there is something so great about this little girl, but looking at her sacrificial robe, she is just an eighth-order god priest? Although she was puzzled in her heart, no one dared to disobey Ou Mingzhi, so she honestly kept her mouth shut.

"You are the chief priest of the Flower Rain Temple, what is your name?" Ou Mingming asked in a condescending manner.

Although this woman gave him a dangerous intuition that he shouldn't have, with his identity and strength, he wouldn't really be afraid of the other party just because of a little intuition.

"Mu Hanyan. Mu Hanyan is still a picture of light clouds and light winds, and he is not shocked by honor and disgrace.

"It turned out to be the main priest Mu, today's incident is indeed our recklessness, I apologize to you. However, Wen Gaoren is the priest of our Lingyu Temple, which can be regarded as a family matter, and I ask the chief priest not to interfere. Ou Mingming said.

Hearing his words, the entourage behind him all showed surprise, in the impression, the young master of his own family was the first time to apologize to others, this Mu Hanyan, the main priest of the Flower Rain Temple, is really so terrible, worthy of his attention?