"Dad, I'm leaving in a couple of days; I'm heading to Jingyue City," Mu Rutian said as he walked into the room, addressing the Mu Family Head who was busy at his desk.
"Bang!"
A crisp sound.
The Mu Family Head slammed his pen hand on the desk so hard that the purple sandalwood pen snapped in his grip, lifting his head to glare at Mu Rutian with eyes filled with anger, "You are not allowed! It's because you aided Jingyue Pavilion that the Mu family has fallen to this state, and now you dare bring up going to Jingyue City?"
"I'm not here to ask for your permission, but to bid farewell," Mu Rutian's face slightly changed before returning to his usual calm.
His expression was extremely cold and indifferent.
"How dare you?!" The Mu Family Head erupted in fury, his eyes widened and veins bulged on his forehead, appearing intensely angry.
"Why not?" Mu Rutian scoffed disdainfully.
