Seeing Murong Tian standing there without moving, Murong Feng hurriedly reached out to take the drawing, opened it and took a look in front of everyone.

The circled area on the drawing is also outside the city, not far from the gate of Huacheng. It is a wasteland where crops cannot be grown and is very suitable for building a workshop.

"I think the land chosen by the young lady is also very good." Murong Feng looked at Yan Muxi with gratitude in his eyes. He had been forced into a corner by his eldest brother and the elders. If Yan Muxi did not give in, he did not know how to deal with it next.

Yan Muxi looked at Murong Tian and said, "City Lord Murong, you should let the Murong clan leader take a look first. What if this piece of land is also what the Murong clan leader likes?"

Murong Feng sighed in his heart and handed the drawings to Murong Tian who was standing beside him. Murong Tian did not reach out to take the drawings, but looked at Yan Muxi and questioned him coldly.

"Miss, can you please tell me what your intention is in building a workshop on the land? Are you trying to monopolize the handicrafts on our Flower Island and cut off the livelihood of the people on our Flower Island?"

Yan Muxi smiled. She reached out and took the small box from Qiuzhu's hand, took out the island master's seal from the box, and showed it to everyone.

"As a descendant of the Qian family and the holder of the seal of the Flower Island, it is legal and reasonable for me to enclose land and build a workshop on my own island. Is it necessary to report everything to Patriarch Murong?" Yan Muxi looked at Murong Tian, ​​the sarcasm in her eyes undisguised.

When the island master's seal was shown, the yard was in an uproar and the Murong people began to discuss angrily.

It was a major clan event and there were many old people standing in the courtyard who had experienced the plague in the past. Having personally known the fear of impending death, they deeply understood how difficult it is to be alive today.

If the Qian family had not come to their aid, all the people on the island would have died in that terrible plague, and Huadao would no longer exist.

In recent decades, thanks to the help of the Qian family's merchant ships, the people on the island have escaped poverty and are living a prosperous and peaceful life.

Without the Qian family, there would be no Huadao today.

"Quiet!" Murong Tian shouted, glaring at the clansmen in the courtyard. When everyone quieted down, he turned around and continued to question Yan Muxi, "Miss Qian, don't avoid the point. Hua Island is where my Murong clan has lived for generations. Even if you hold the seal of the island master, you must not disregard the interests of the people on the island and do whatever you want for your own selfish interests."

Yan Muxi put the island master seal back into the box and handed it back to Qiu Zhu, then he said slowly, "How could Chief Murong see me disregarding the interests of the people on the island and doing evil? You are accusing others without any evidence. Is it possible that the right and wrong are just fabricated by Chief Murong?"

"You have put a lot of effort into building a workshop, and you refuse to explain your purpose. There must be something fishy. Seafood and handicrafts are the livelihood of the people on the island. You have built workshops on a large scale to monopolize the market. This is clearly taking away people's jobs and leaving no way for the people on the island to survive." Murong Tian said as he looked angrily at the clansmen in the courtyard, intending to stir up public anger with words.

Yan Muxi smiled faintly, not panicking at all. "Island Master Murong is wrong. The livelihood of the people on this island is not seafood or handicrafts, but our Qian family. If the Qian family's cargo ships are unwilling to continue to purchase seafood and handicrafts from Huadao, no matter how good the items are, they will become worthless waste."

"You, you want to threaten us?" Murong Tian's expression became even more angry. "Everyone, listen carefully, she admitted it herself, she wants to kill us!"

Upon hearing this, some of the Murong people looked angry, some were at a loss, and more were in panic.

Everyone knew that what Yan Muxi said was absolutely correct. The only market for the seafood and handicrafts on Hua Island was the Qian family.

Huadao couldn't even build a ship that could sail far, and had never been exposed to the sea market, so it was impossible for the Qian family to sell their goods on their own. If the Qian family stopped accepting goods from the island, it would be equivalent to cutting off their livelihood.

Murong Tian, ​​however, did not show any fear or panic.

The seafood and handicrafts that seemed ordinary to them were all very valuable when sold inland. The Qian family had made a lot of money from them, so how could they easily give up the fat meat in their mouths?

At all costs, he will protect the interests in front of him and no one can take them away.

Yan Muxi took in everyone's reactions and had a rough idea in his mind.

Murong Tian has a certain say in the Murong family, but it is just a say and he cannot command the support of everyone.

With a clear mind, Yan Muxi no longer hesitated. She looked at Murong Tian with cold eyes, "I am just telling the truth, how can it be a threat? Chief Murong accused me of corruption for no reason and tried to stop me from opening a workshop. Was it for the people on the island? Or was it to protect his own money? As far as I know, in addition to collecting 10% of the taxes from merchants, Chief Murong also secretly accepted a lot of other money for many years."

"Stop slandering me!" Murong Tian shouted.

Yan Muxi sneered, "Whether I am slandering you or not, not only City Lord Murong knows it in his heart, but many of the clan members present here probably also know it. Well, after all, no thief will take the initiative to admit that he has done something shameful. Let's not talk about whether it is true that Clan Leader Murong secretly amassed wealth, today we will only talk about my building of a workshop. I can swear in public that I will never do anything that goes against the interests of the people of Huadao. If I break my oath, I will be struck by lightning and die a miserable death."

Ignoring Murong Tian's eyes widened in surprise, Yan Muxi stared at him and pressed on, "Patriarch Murong, why don't you also swear an oath to prove that what you did was for the people on the island, not for your own selfish desires. If Patriarch Murong dares to swear on his life, I will never question Patriarch Murong again."

Murong Tian's face turned red and white, and he stood there for a long time without being able to utter a word of rebuttal.

He obstructed the Qian family from building a workshop for his own sake, so how dare he swear on it with his life?

Without giving him much time to react, Yan Muxi continued, "Patriarch Murong dare not swear, so what he did must be just for his own selfish desires. Since it is for himself, Patriarch Murong should not say such high-sounding words to deceive the tribe members."

After that, she looked at the Murong people in the yard, "Let's not talk about the rescue grace of the past. For many years, the Qian family's merchant ships deliberately deviated from the route and took the sea route to Huadao to collect seafood and handicrafts for the people of Huadao and the responsibility on their shoulders. The old city lord handed the island owner's seal to my grandfather, and my grandfather handed the island owner's seal to me. I, Qian Sanniang, am the island owner of this Huadao, and I should take over the responsibility of prospering Huadao. In the near future, Huadao will not only have regular handicraft workshops, but also seafood workshops, and we will also have our own merchant ships... I dare not guarantee that every family in Huadao will be rich, but I can guarantee that everyone's life will get better and better, and every tomorrow will be better than today."

Murong Tian reacted and raised his voice to taunt, "You are just a young girl, how can you take on the responsibility of revitalizing Flower Island? Don't listen to her lies. She is a woman who fled to Flower Island with a pregnant belly. She is either a filthy woman of unknown identity or a fugitive from the mainland. Who knows, one day she might bring harm to our entire Flower Island."

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