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Chapter 1541

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Gu Ruoyun gently pursed her lips and slowly turned around to look at the man's peerlessly beautiful face. Her eyes were no longer as clear and cold as they used to be and carried an indescribable feeling.

"I want to know about your life after you've arrived in the Dark Earth Realm. Also, what's the deal with the Three-Headed Hell Dragon? Big Brother had told me that you have many enemies in the Dark Earth Realm. How did you manage to become the Underworld's Young Master? "

Qianbei Ye smiled. "Yun 'er, it sounds very simple. Actually, the Underworld was an organization that I had founded ten thousand years ago. However, my departure had caused the Underworld's Master to change! However, there are a few old fellows in the Underworld who have lived for over ten thousand years. Those old fellows were once my subordinates. Unfortunately, they are now at the end of their rope. In order to prevent the other organizations from finding out about this, they had used the excuse of closed-door cultivation to hide themselves. Even the Underworld's Palace Lord does not know that their time is up and thinks that they will continue to protect the Underworld like before. "

Gu Ruoyun was shaken. She had never expected Qianbei Ye to be the one who had founded the Underworld.

"The Three-Headed Hell Dragon is right, I do have many enemies in the Underworld. After some of them had found out about me, they had caused me a lot of trouble! Hence, those old fellows did not reveal my true identity. Even the Palace Lord does not know that I was the Underworld's founder. He had only allowed me to enter the Underworld under the name of the Young Master. "

"Xiao Ye, it shouldn't be difficult to find out your true identity." Gu Ruoyun looked at Qianbei Ye and said, "Your silver hair is your distinguishing feature. Even if you've hidden your true identity, we can still determine your identity through the color of your hair."

Hearing this, Qianbei Ye burst into laughter. He then pulled Gu Ruoyun into his arms and gently rubbed his chin against her head. "Yun 'er, ten thousand years ago, very few people had seen my true face. Similarly, very few people know about this distinguishing feature. You don't have to worry about this! The Three-Headed Hell Dragon had sent me into the Dark Earth Realm to use those people to deal with me. Who would have thought that I would profit from a disaster and return to the Underworld? "

"What's the Three-Headed Hell Dragon's background then?" Gu Ruoyun furrowed her brows and asked.

This time, after hearing this, Qianbei Ye was silent for a few seconds. After a long time, a smile appeared on his face. However, that smile was no longer as warm as before. Instead, it was filled with a sinister feeling.

"It used to be my subordinate, but later … it betrayed me!"

Gu Ruoyun did not say a word as she sensed the eerie aura from Qianbei Ye's body. She opened her arms and hugged him tightly.

"Also, Xiao Ye, what is the Palace Lord's daughter that Zuo Yu mentioned?"

Suddenly, she seemed to have thought of something and raised her eyebrows.

Qianbei Ye's body suddenly stiffened as he stared cautiously at Gu Ruoyun. "During the ten thousand years that I've been missing, the Underworld's Palace Lord had been chosen by those old fellows. I was the next Palace Lord chosen by those old fellows. Hence, the current Palace Lord wishes to marry his daughter to me. Yun 'er, I can swear to you that ever since I've entered the Underworld, I've only spoken two words to the Palace Lord's daughter. I haven't said anything else. Are you … Angry?"

Gu Ruoyun gently left Qianbei Ye's embrace and asked with a smile that did not reach her eyes, "Oh? What word did you use? "

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