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In the ancestral hall of the Mu Family.

Mu Ling and Liao Bi were both tied to pillars by various means, while Mu Rong leisurely sat at the side, his gaze as cold as ice.

The bodyguards stood aside one after another, like fiends.

"Last night, my people had a car accident. Did you guys do this?" Mu Rong went straight to the point.

Liao Bi frowned, "Mu Rong