"Of course I know, and I’m very clear about what I’m doing. If Xiao’ai hadn’t been taken away by Nie Jiuque, I would never have stopped General Wu, but the current situation is no longer under our control."
"But by doing this, you’re helping Nie Jiuque, you’re harming Xiao’ai!"
"No."
Feng Liyan looked at her and said solemnly, "Clan Leader, you must be clear that neither Nie Jiuque nor Jun Moyan ever intended harm towards Xiao’ai. The true people intolerant of Shang Ying and Xiao’ai are the Immortal Realm."
"What do you an?" The Clan Leader’s heart skipped a beat.
"Soon, the matter of the Demon Clan raising troops and kidnapping the Cat Demon Princess will reach the ears of those people in the Immortal Realm. The Little Princess now bears a striking resemblance to Immortal Shang Ying with the birthmark behind her left ear. At that ti, I’m afraid Xiao’ai’s matter will be impossible to hide. How can we, the Cat Demon Clan, stand against the entire Immortal Realm and talk about protecting the Little Princess?"
"So you turncoat to Nie Jiuque? Teaming up with that fiend who exterminated half our clan?!"
"If the Clan Leader wants to accuse of such a grave matter, I have no words left."
"Are you saying I’m wronging you? Is that not the case?"
"Clan Leader, have you ever considered that the Soul-suppressing Beast is an Ancient Spiritual Object, and Nie Jiuque may not necessarily have the ability to restore power by borrowing its spiritual power? If the Soul-suppressing Beast awakens and returns, then Xiao’ai and Jun Moyan might be able to achieve their destiny."
This was sothing he dared not say in front of Ye Qi.
But if one were to say between Nie Jiuque, the Soul-suppressing Beast, and Ye Qi, who could truly protect Xiao’ai, it was undoubtedly the Soul-suppressing Beast.
"dicine King!" The Clan Leader was extrely angry.
"Don’t forget, a thousand years ago Shang Ying and Nie Jiuque were lovers. Once Xiao’ai regains her mory, what do you expect her to do?!"
"..."
Feng Liyan was choked into silence.
This was his greatest concern.
Xiao’ai might develop feelings for the Soul-suppressing Beast, truly sothing they never considered.
Indeed, fate toys with people.
Light footsteps approached, and the figure of a little attendant appeared outside the silent chamber once more.
"dicine King, Clan Leader."
"What’s the matter?" Feng Liyan raised his eyes to look.
"Immortal Shang Hanyu from the Immortal Realm has arrived." The little attendant’s childish face bead with a smile, so happy he forgot his manners just now.
To them, the Cat Demon Clan now isolated and unsupported, if the Immortal Realm is willing to step in and help, it would naturally be a dream co true.
However, both the Clan Leader and Feng Lishang’s expressions changed.
"...Who did you say?" The Clan Leader turned to look at the little attendant, trying to make his tone appear calm.
"Immortal Shang Hanyu from the Immortal Realm."
"Shang... Hanyu..."
Isn’t he the biological father of Immortal Shang Ying...
The Clan Leader’s face turned pale as he looked at Feng Liyan, his eyes filled with unprecedented panic.
The always composed Feng Liyan was now also out of sorts.
Their greatest fear had co to pass.
—
When Wen Xiao’ai woke up once again, it was already evening.
Yawning, she looked at the half-dark sky and for a mont couldn’t distinguish what ti it was.
She didn’t rember how many tis she had slept today.
Lately, she had beco increasingly lethargic; she slept for only a short while each ti, but upon waking, she still felt tired and lacked energy.
It must be because it’s too stuffy and dull here.
Since childhood, except for secluded cultivation, she had never stayed in such a quiet environnt.
This was incredibly hard for the always lively and active Wen Xiao’ai.
Feeling sothing on her body, Wen Xiao’ai looked down, only to see a black robe draped over her.
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