Upon hearing Yin Tian’s words, Yin Shang’s first reaction was that his father had already t his death at the hands of Yin Tian.
He imdiately burst into tears and looked at Yin Tian, "My dad? Please don’t kill ..."
Yin Tian was stunned for a mont before he realized what Yin Shang was talking about.
With a smack, he slapped Yin Shang hard across the face.
Yin Shang was directly dazed by Yin Tian’s slap.
He covered his face, looking at Yin Tian with horror.
"Your dad’s not dead yet, but he probably won’t last much longer."
Yin Tian spoke indifferently, "Don’t worry, I’m a kind-hearted person. I’ll go ahead and take you to see your father first, so you and your dad can have a reunion."
Relieved to hear that his father was not dead, Yin Shang’s expression relaxed significantly.
He then bowed his head, a cold light flickering in his eyes.
Since his father wasn’t dead and Yin Tian was taking him to see his father,
Then...
The look of resentnt appeared on his face.
The one who would die could only be Yin Tian!
His primary task now was to stabilize Yin Tian until he could hold out until he saw his father!
Yin Tian was about to take Yin Shang away from this place, but his eyebrows knitted again when he turned to look at Princess Linglong beside him.
What should he do with this woman?
The Heaven-level Assassin tasked with her protection was injured. He could care for himself but protecting this woman would clearly be much harder.
At the sa ti, he couldn’t personally escort Princess Linglong back to Yin Mansion.
Seeing Yin Tian’s gaze flickering as he stared at her, Princess Linglong could guess what he was thinking.
Feeling unsettled due to the sudden changes around her and what had just happened, Princess Linglong’s heart was filled with anxiety.
Only Yin Tian could make her feel sowhat safe.
"Don’t leave behind..."
She clutched Yin Tian’s arm, looking at him with pleading eyes, "I promise to be obedient, please..."
Yin Tian took a deep breath, about to speak, when he suddenly noticed a faint mark on the exposed bend of Princess Linglong’s arm.
His heart skipped a beat.
Countless thoughts flashed through Yin Tian’s mind.
He took a deep breath and didn’t speak, but his gaze softened significantly when he looked at Princess Linglong, unlike the previous coldness.
Princess Linglong also noticed the change in Yin Tian’s emotion.
She didn’t know what was up with Yin Tian, but she did know that Yin Tian wouldn’t harm her.
"Co with ."
Yin Tian said slowly, "Stay close to and don’t go anywhere."
"Okay!"
Princess Linglong imdiately nodded enthusiastically.
At this ti, she had co to regard Yin Tian as her sole support.
Now she was no longer recognized as a princess, no longer accepted in her royal identity.
With her appearance, if she caught soone’s attention, the outco would be much more painful than death!
Yin Tian then looked towards the Heaven-level Assassin, "You go back first, heal your injuries properly, and take a good rest for a while."
The Heaven-level Assassin was about to speak but then fell silent, and subsequently said respectfully, "Yes."
"Let’s go."
Yin Tian reached out, took Princess Linglong’s wrist, and walked away with her towards the distance.
Princess Linglong’s cheeks turned a shade of red.
Being pulled along like this by Yin Tian made her feel extrely embarrassed.
But...
For so reason, she also found this feeling very comforting!
She even didn’t want Yin Tian to let go of her hand!
...
Half an hour later.
A vast and silent mansion.
A group of Heretic Feng Shui Masters’ top ranks gathered together, watching the ti.
"Patriarch Yin, where is young Shang?"
An old man looked at the black-haired and bearded Yin Hongyuan, "The ti is almost up, why haven’t we seen young Shang yet? If we delay any longer, our only chance could slip away!"
Yin Hongyuan looked up emotionlessly, watching the sky and slowly said, "Don’t worry, nothing will go wrong. Although that kid is usually erratic, he knows the importance of this matter."
"Hmph."
The old man let out a light snort but didn’t say anything else.
After a while, as the optimal ti drew nearer, with less than ten minutes left,
Not only the old man but everyone else started to look earnestly at Yin Hongyuan, "If Yin Shang doesn’t arrive soon, it will really be too late!"
"We won’t have ti to find another person capable of bearing such a massive amount of Fortune!"
"Exactly, if this all falls apart because of Yin Shang, you two, father and son, will be the sinners of the Heretic Feng Shui Masters!"
Yin Hongyuan’s face was also tinged with solemnity.
He had already instructed Yin Shang to co over quickly, but why hadn’t he appeared after so long?
"I’ll make a call and ask."
Yin Hongyuan took a deep breath and pulled out his phone.
Just then, a dull thud sounded, drawing everyone’s attention.
All eyes turned to see a sack being thrown into the yard.
The sack was wriggling constantly, from which muffled noises could be heard.
Soone mustered courage, stepped forward, and untied the rope on the sack.
"Mmmm..."
Yin Shang slid out of the sack, with a cloth stuffed in his mouth, struggling desperately.
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