Ms. Diviner: The Prodigal Daughter's Return Chapter 6 will no longer be bullied by anyone

Huayue and Zirong, both possessing compassionate hearts and upright characters, found themselves in circumstances that brought them to the City Lord's Mansion. Huayue's presence was to tend to her ailing grandmother, a task undertaken out of familial love. Zirong's narrative, however, was more intricate. Bound by a childhood betrothal, his fiancée contracted a severe illness, necessitating the annual procurement of the Green Bamboo Vine, a potent medicinal herb. The fiancée's family, once facing financial strain from her continuous treatments, eventually entrusted her care to Zirong while they attended to urgent business matters. Tragically, this 'business' became their permanent departure, leaving Zirong to shoulder the responsibility of caring for his young fiancée alone, never abandoning her.

Though these two individuals would later achieve considerable recognition, in her past existence, she had no connection with them, neither in their ascensions nor in their later years.

This time, however, her plan was to leverage their potential!

She harbored no intention of forgiving Fourth Miss Zhao lightly for her transgressions. Nor did she wish for her brother, Han Feng, or her mother to intervene on her behalf. This conflict, she resolved, would be settled by her alone. In her previous life, her excessive leniency, even considering Fourth Miss Zhao's reputation, had ultimately ensnared her father in trouble. In this new life... Mu Hanyan's gaze turned sharply cold; the naive, indulgent playboy of her past was no more. If Fourth Miss Zhao was willing to gamble with her own reputation to ensnare her, it signaled a complete disregard for her own decency—so why then should Mu Hanyan concern herself with preserving the reputation of another?

A cold, faint chuckle escaped Mu Hanyan's lips. Having faced death once, endured profound loss, and now reborn from the ashes in a spectacular resurgence, she was far from the gullible innocent of her former life. She would no longer tolerate being bullied or manipulated as she had been at the dawn of her previous existence! In this life, any who dared to humiliate or deceive her would soon face her reckoning. Mu Hanyan's eyes, at that precise moment, resembled the chilling vastness of eternal ice, seeming to pierce into the very souls of those who met her gaze.

Yue Fanling swiftly mobilized all available guards from the City Lord's Mansion. Despite Mu Rui'an's distant demeanor towards Mu Hanyan, his affection for Yue Fanling was boundless, readily acceding to her every wish. Furthermore, Yue Fanling possessed significant personal strength and sharp intellect, earning her respect within the city; she was not one to passively depend on a man. Simply put, without Mu Rui'an's presence, Yue Fanling could competently manage the affairs of the City Lord's Mansion entirely on her own. Therefore, Yue Fanling's rapid assembly of the City Lord's Mansion guards was hardly surprising.

"Han Yan, select a few individuals to serve as your personal guards," Yue Fanling announced with visible delight as she entered the chamber. Previously, Mu Hanyan had stubbornly adhered to Mu Han's ways, insisting on handling all matters independently. Despite her limited capabilities, she steadfastly refused to employ guards, often enduring hardships in silence. Yue Fanling's current joy stemmed from Han Yan's sudden realization of the necessity of having protectors by her side. Nevertheless, doubting Mu Hanyan's discernment in choosing capable guards, Yue Fanling intended to identify several more reliable and skilled individuals for her after Han Yan had made her initial selections.

Mu Hanyan rose and followed Yue Fanling at a leisurely pace towards the courtyard. As she surveyed the assembled dozens of individuals, packed closely together, Mu Hanyan perceived that while they maintained a façade of deference, many harbored an underlying disdain for her.

A self-deprecating laugh bubbled within her. Indeed, during that particular interval in her prior life, she had been a genuine rake—willful, proud, impulsive, and quick to anger, under the mistaken belief that her father's position as City Lord granted her unrestricted freedom to swagger through the city. While her actions had not escalated to heinous crimes, she was certainly not held in high esteem. Naturally, these guards did not harbor exceptional respect for her; it was merely that with her father presiding as City Lord, any private reservations they held were suppressed by the fear of retribution.