Unrivaled Miracle Doctor: The God-Defying Demonic Consort-Chapter 87: Bah! A Bunch of Hypocrites

"Let’s go with her."

Si Mo pointed from afar, once again making Mu Qingge the target of all eyes.

The glances directed at her held astonishment, jealousy, unwillingness, and disbelief...

Indeed, a myriad of reactions.

Among them, those genuinely happy for her could be counted on one hand: her grandfather and aunt, along with the Shao family seat where Shao Fatty was more excited about her being chosen than if he were.

And one other...

Mu Qingge’s peripheral vision blandly scanned past her face.

Earlier, during the sudden incident at the banquet, she had always maintained the demeanor of an outsider. Other than assisting initially, the subsequent events had almost nothing to do with her.

At this moment, Mu Qingge merely saw a hint of envy and slight disappointment on her face.

"This..." Qin Cang was evidently not prepared for this and sought confirmation from Si Mo again: "Holy King, are you referring to Mu Qingge of the Mu Mansion?"

Who else but little Ge’er could catch his eye?

Si Mo sneered inwardly but nodded calmly. With patience, he reiterated his choice.

It’s really Mu Qingge, that good-for-nothing!

This time, the glances towards Mu Qingge, filled with jealousy and disdain, were now undisguised and glaring. 𝑓𝘳𝑒𝑒𝓌𝘦𝘣𝘯ℴ𝑣𝘦𝑙.𝘤𝑜𝑚

"Holy King, this little lord of the Mu Family is known to everyone as a waste who cannot cultivate. Your Majesty, don’t be deceived by him!"

"Indeed, he is not only a waste but also a womanizer, ignorant and unskilled. He has nothing but a good-looking face; truly he is an epitome of debauchery. Holy King, please reconsider."

"I urge the Holy King to reconsider and not be deceived by such a person."

"Though we may not gain Your Majesty’s favor, we truly cannot bear seeing Your Majesty disgraced! If such a person gets involved with Your Majesty, they will surely abuse the power to harm Your Majesty’s reputation."

Confident and arrogant, many scions from noble families urged aloud.

It seemed that Mu Qingge was despised by everyone, like a pest that would bring misfortune to anyone involved with her. Completely ignoring Mu Xiong’s increasingly grim face.

These people had been blinded by jealousy.

If the chosen one was someone else, they might not react this way. But, it couldn’t be Mu Qingge.

If even she, a good-for-nothing, could catch the Holy King’s eye, wouldn’t that imply they weren’t as good as a good-for-nothing?

The young talents of Qin Country spoke one after another, practically painting Mu Qingge as a person with unforgivable crimes. This scene aligned with Qin Cang’s thoughts. In his view, whoever caught the eye of the Holy King, the most powerful man on the Linchuan Continent, should be his sons. Who was Mu Qingge? Just a good-for-nothing who couldn’t even channel spiritual energy into her body.

Thus, he, as a monarch, remained silent, awaiting Mu Qingge’s disgraceful exit under everyone’s attacks, waiting for the nobles’ ’impertinence’ to anger that person. In the end, his sons would reap the benefits.

However, his most favored son, due to the He Family’s involvement, probably would have no chance. Now, it was up to the Crown Prince.

Thinking of this, Qin Cang had to cast an encouraging glance towards Crown Prince Qin Jinxiu.

This scene made Qin Jinhao’s eyes sting, a burning rage in his chest.

’That encouraging glance from Father should have been his!’

Yet, at this moment, he could only remain silent and watch the person he hated and despised most revel in his father’s favor.

’Qin Jinxiu, Mu Qingge, and that damn He Cheng! Just you wait!’

Rage burned in Qin Jinhao’s eyes, and his nails dug deep into his palm without him realizing it.

Attacked by everyone and rendered nearly defenseless, Mu Qingge’s lips curled into a smile as if the disreputable person they spoke of wasn’t her. She toyed with a wine glass in her hand, seemingly entranced by the clear liquid and the faint wine aroma it emitted.

"It’s too much!" Mu Lianrong slammed her fist on the table in fury. With faint yellow light emanating from her fist, the sturdy table had many fine cracks.

"Lianrong." Mu Xiong shouted in a deep voice. He felt anger himself. But, the earlier incident with He Cheng already made the Mu Family stand out. If they forcefully retaliated now, it might leave a bad impression on the Holy King and ruin Mu Qingge’s opportunity.

So, they must endure.

From beginning to end, Mu Xiong believed the Holy King looked at his family’s Qingge with different eyes. Perhaps it was because of her unwavering composure facing lashes, that proud and defiant moment that inadvertently etched this powerful man’s memory.

Therefore, he firmly believed that no matter what these people said, it wouldn’t affect the Holy King’s judgment.

"Aunt, why should you bother with narrow-minded people?" Mu Qingge said amusedly as she glanced at Mu Lianrong’s fist.

"They’re saying such things about you!" Mu Lianrong ground her teeth in anger. She truly couldn’t comprehend how Mu Qingge remained so composed despite being bad-mouthed, so different from her usual self.

"What they’re saying is true." Mu Qingge shrugged indifferently.

She didn’t care about being favored by the Monster Lord. Whoever liked him could have him.

"You..." Mu Lianrong was taken aback by Mu Qingge’s words. Her anger turned to helplessness as she looked at Mu Qingge, followed by a sigh.

"Hey! That’s enough! Is my boss someone you lowlifes can talk about? The Holy King chose my boss; it proves my boss has exceptional talent and outstanding roots. How could you ordinary folk understand? I think you’re just jealous, envious, and hateful!"

Here, Mu Qingge just calmed Mu Lianrong, while over there, Shao Fatty’s voice resounded in indignation.

Mu Qingge raised her brows and looked, seeing Shao Fatty’s round physique stand up despite his family’s restraint, filled with righteous indignation.

At that moment, Mu Qingge grinned.

Shao Fatty was indeed a good friend.

In her heart, she mused: Mu Qingge, Mu Qingge, for someone to stand by you in turmoil, perhaps it’s only this Fatty. In life, to have such a close friend, it indeed wasn’t meaningless.

"Hah, who did I think it was? Turns out it’s another famous wastrel from Luodu. Shao Yueze, who do you think you are? Equally a wastrel, just someone who dabbles extensively among women." someone’s voice mocked.

Another quickly chimed in: "Hahaha, Luodu’s two great wastrels; besides dominating the streets, the most familiar place must be those filthy brothels."

"Outstanding roots? Exceptional talent? If you two can be described like that, then aren’t we the geniuses among geniuses?"

"You bunch! Jealous worthless lot, thinking yourselves something good? Hah! Hypocrites!" Shao Fatty fiercely spat on the ground, contempt evident in his small eyes...