Outside the palace.
Yang Jian, bathed in blood, scanned his surroundings. If he hadn't entered, he wouldn't have known that the Xiao Family's defenses were like a fortress.
As he followed Uncle An, he could already sense the auras of dozens of Sovereigns.
After all, he hadn't even touched the inner halls yet.
Thud thud thud.
Yang Jian sensed her light footsteps through the vibrations on the ground. In his shock, he retracted his gaze. He gripped the Erlang Lance, which was still stained with blood, and stared coldly ahead.
"Emissary Yang, the Emperor requests your presence."
The stooped Uncle An smiled and gestured for him to enter. Yang Jian's eyes narrowed, his expression somber as he strode into the palace.
As soon as he entered, he felt a wave of pressure bearing down on him.
Yang Jian didn't hesitate. His divine power surged outwards, and his aura surged. He slammed his lance into the ground with a thud.
The oppressive pressure was instantly nullified. Yang Jian narrowed his eyes and snorted.
"It seems Emperor Xiao wants to take me down a notch?"
He gazed indifferently at the palace. When Xiao Ting heard this, he laughed heartily and leaped off his throne.
"Emissary Yang, you've misunderstood."
He wanted to pat Yang Jian on the shoulder and tell him not to overthink things. However, before his hand could land on Yang Jian's shoulder, a wave of divine power blasted it away.
"Don't try to curry favor with me. This was all part of your plan, wasn't it? You intentionally sent someone to contact me, then had your people expose my whereabouts so that I would fall out with the Upheaval Alliance. Now, you're trying to recruit me. Thunder Punishing Emperor, your methods are truly seasoned. "
From start to finish, Yang Jian hadn't given Xiao Ting any face. His entire being radiated intense hostility.
"I advise you to give up on that idea. I won't blame you for recklessly helping me out. But if you want me to serve you, don't even think about it. "
Little did he know, the more he acted this way, the more satisfied Xiao Ting was. He didn't care about Yang Jian's resistance at all. His eyes flashed with a warm smile.
"Emissary Yang, you're exaggerating. How could I, Xiao Ting, do such a thing? Although I thirst for talent, I wouldn't resort to such despicable methods. "
"Hah ….." Yang Jian laughed.
"Actually, I didn't invite you here because I wanted to recruit you," said Xiao Ting.
"Then you specially sent someone to help me escape and even had someone invite me to your residence. Could it be that you want to have a cup of tea with me?" Yang Jian said.
"That's what I was thinking."
With a wave of his hand, a square table appeared in the center of the hall.
"This emperor knows that Special Envoy Yang is not someone who will submit to others, and I have never thought of asking you to work for me. Rather than recruiting you as my subordinate, I'd rather befriend you, Special Envoy Yang. "
Xiao Ting smiled gracefully, then pointed at the table.
"Sit, let's sit and talk."
It was also at this moment that Yang Jian looked towards the square table. Only then did he discover that there were actually three prayer mats and three cups of tea around the square table.
"Someone else?"
"Yes, there's also a hero that I've recruited recently. Speaking of which, you might have met him before."
As soon as he finished speaking, the sound of footsteps rang out from the main entrance of the hall. Yang Jian narrowed his eyes and turned around. When he saw who it was, his eyes widened, and his entire body tensed up. He clutched his lance tightly.
"How could it be you?"
…..
Yang Jian's rebellion and Ye Zichen's heavy injuries caused the higher-ups of the Upheaval Alliance to fall silent.
Meanwhile, within Ye Zichen's room, Xiao Hu was still searching for Yang Jian with the Upheaval Alliance's ruler. However, the Great Sage, Pu Jingwan, and the others had already returned.
The higher-ups of the Upheaval Alliance furrowed their brows. Ever since Ye Zichen was injured, he'd been unconscious.
Although they'd called a doctor to check on him and said he was fine, they still hadn't seen him show any signs of waking up.
"Don't just stand around. Let Ye Zichen rest," said Xiao Yumei.
Said Xiao Yumei, who was sitting on the edge of the bed. When the Upheaval Alliance heard this, they all walked out of the room.
Before long, only Pu Jingwan, the Great Sage, and the others remained. At the same time, Ye Zichen, who had been unconscious, suddenly opened his eyes and sat up on the bed.
"Ye-zi."
The Great Sage walked up to him. Pu Jingwan looked around, then waved her hand and set up a seal around the room.
"Finally, they're all gone."
Ye Zichen let out a sigh of relief and looked around at the empty room.
In truth, Ye Zichen had been pretending to be unconscious. Although his injuries looked severe, they hadn't harmed his core. He'd only pretended to be unconscious because he didn't want to face the higher-ups who cared about him.
At the end of the day, this was all just a show that only a few of them knew about.
In the eyes of the higher-ups, Yang Jian was nothing more than a rebel.
"That bastard Yang Jian was too heavy-handed. Even if he wanted to be more decisive, he wouldn't have cut off your arm and injured you so badly, would he?"
The Great Sage's eyes blazed with fury as he slandered Ye Zichen.
Ye Zichen laughed, "I asked the Hermit Emperor to make that lotus arm a disposable tool. Even if Yang Jian hadn't cut it off, it would've been useless in a few days anyway. You think he went overboard, but I think he went a little too easy. The more he injured me, the less Xiao Ting would be wary of him. It would've been great if he'd just beat me half to death. "
"Then even if this was all a show, I'll chase him to the ends of the earth," said the Great Sage, glaring at him.
Ye Zichen chuckled, then looked out the window. Although the high walls blocked his line of sight, the window faced the main gate of the Xiao Family Estate. He could even vaguely make out the Xiao Family's lights behind the walls.
"If I calculate the time, Yang Jian should've met up with Xiao Ting by now, right?"
"More or less." When Pu Jingwan heard this, she nodded. "When we chased after him, we were able to clearly pinpoint Yang Jian's location. If someone suddenly appeared midway, it was most likely someone from the Xiao Family. "
Ye Zichen smiled and nodded, then instinctively pulled out a cigarette.
Xiao Yumei snatched the cigarette and glared at him. She even extended her hand. Ye Zichen naturally knew what she meant. He smiled awkwardly, placed the cigarette in her hand, and rubbed his lips.
"I hope everything goes well for him."
Ding dong.
At that moment, everyone's phones rang at the same time. They glanced at each other. For all of them to receive a message at the same time, it had to be Yang Jian who'd sent it.
The few of them opened the group chat. The latest message was sent by Yang Jian.
However, when they saw it …..
"Who's Bai Haoyu?"
Ye Zichen looked at the others and saw that their gazes were solemn. The Great Sage gnashed his teeth and said, "Bai Haoyu is Bai Yulong's father.
"Bai Haoyu is Bai Yulong's father," he said. "He's the one who injured you."
"What?!"
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