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She knew that it was someone sent by the Ye family.

Ye Jiu is a hermit family, few people in the world will know about the Ye family.

Grandpa Mu heard that everyone didn't have a clue, nor was he entangled in this issue.

He looked at Ye Jiu who was quietly sitting next to him, and said kindly:

"Mu Yi told me that this time you saved him.

"It's hard to see that you're still a good hacker.

"And the skill is also very good."

Hearing Grandpa Mu's words, the others seemed to be clicked, their expressions were dumbfounded, and they stared at Ye Jiu half-foolishly.

Ye Jiu replied neither humble nor overbearing:

"I learned some."

Ye Jiu's tone was calm, neither overly modest nor boastful.

Grandpa Mu nodded in satisfaction.

He became more and more convinced of Ye Jiu in his heart.

If it wasn't for his family background, he would feel that Ye Jiu was worthy enough to be his grandson.

Unfortunately, the Mu family is a big family.

Even if he is Mu Yi's grandfather, his words don't carry much weight in the family.

At this time, the butler of the Mu residence came over and said to Grandpa Mu:

"Miss Zhong is here."

Grandpa Mu was taken aback because he invited Ye Jiu to dinner today.

All he didn't call Zhong Mengyao over was to avoid embarrassment.

At this time, Zhong Mengyao had already come to visit, so he couldn't turn people away.

I had no choice but to ask the housekeeper to invite Zhong Mengyao over.

Hearing Zhong Mengyao's arrival, the other clansmen looked at Ye Jiu with meaningful eyes.

The housekeeper brought Zhong Mengyao and a Taoist priest in, and Zhong Mengyao caught a glimpse of Ye Jiu, with an imperceptible smile on the corner of his mouth.

"Grandpa Mu, the nine-generation descendant of Maoshan No. 30 I told you yesterday, with the Taoist name Yuxuzi."

Zhong Mengyao sat down beside Grandpa Mu and called out sweetly.

Ye Jiu fixed his eyes on the Taoist priest in front of him, looking a bit fairy-like.

But Ye Jiu never believed this.

Grandpa Mu looked the Taoist priest up and down with a pair of tiger eyes.

"You said you are the ninth-generation descendant of Maoshan No.30, what ability do you have to prove yourself?"

The Taoist smiled calmly and said:

"True is true, false is false.

"If you don't believe me, it's useless for me to tell you about flowers.

"I don't have a seal, and I can't come up with anything to convince you."

Hearing the Taoist's words, Grandpa Mu frowned displeased.

I can't come up with anything to prove myself, and I can still talk so much.

It looks more and more like a liar.

Grandpa Mu was about to call the steward to drive the Taoist priest out.

Zhong Mengyao said:

"Grandpa Mu, I investigated him.

"He's real.

"And he hit a lot of things.

"Just try it."

Grandpa Mu was silent.

Suddenly, Mu Qing, who had always been on good terms with Zhong Mengyao, spoke.

"The Taoist priest Zhong Mengyao found must not be fake.

"It's okay to let him do the math first.

"Some things are really better to be believed than not to be believed."

Mu Hong accepted the words and persuaded:

"Yes, there have been too many things going on in the Mu family recently.

"One piece after another.

"Maybe it's time to find someone to figure it out."

Seeing that both Mu Qing and Mu Hong said that, Grandpa Mu nodded and said:

"Okay, let's do the math for us.

"If the calculation is accurate, the money will not be short of you.

"If the calculation is inaccurate, don't even think about bluffing and cheating in the capital!"

The Taoist said confidently:

"Authentic Maoshan technique, you can know the destiny from the top, and you can know the fortune and misfortune from the bottom.

"If what I said is wrong, you don't need to rush.

"I took off this suit in front of you, and I will never judge the fortune or misfortune of others again."