Chapter 1937
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"Now we just have to wait for the Ancient You Clan to get caught in their own trap. Even if the Crimson League doesn't want to interfere, they won't be able to tolerate the Ancient You Clan for robbing them and making a fool out of them." Ye Qingtang was overjoyed at the thought of this.
She could vaguely sense Ling Yan's exhilaration of turning everyone around him into chess pieces just by scheming when he was killing a powerful opponent.
"You've worked hard." Ye Qingtang looked at Ling Yan.
The creation of the fake Netherworld Ring was so complicated that even she found it tiring.
Ling Yan smiled. "For Miss Ye, I'm willing to endure any hardship no matter how tiring it is."
Ye Qingtang, "…"
Why did his words sound so strange?
"Miss Ye, I'm a little tired. Can I rest for a while?" Ling Yan suddenly asked.
Ye Qingtang nodded and was about to open the door for him to rest in his room.
She watched as Ling Yan naturally lay down on her bed and fell asleep.
"…" Ye Qingtang was speechless.
That's not it …
She meant for him to sleep in his room!
But looking at Ling Yan's sleeping face, Ye Qingtang couldn't bear to wake him up.
She could only let him sleep while she hugged Little White Tiger and lay down on the couch to rest.
That night, news of the 'boy toy' Ling Yan spending the night in the Holy Lord's room spread like wildfire in the Temple of Shadows.
On the other side, the overjoyed Elder Mo immediately sent the Netherworld Ring to the clan leader's location.
Just as Elder Mo left, the travel-worn Xue Fu arrived at the Ancient You Clan's valley.
The guard outside the valley immediately reported to the warden when he saw Xue Fu.
The warden immediately led his men out of the valley. Seeing Xue Fu, whom he had robbed not long ago, the warden's arrogance reached its peak.
"Isn't this Guardian Xue Fu of the Temple of Shadows? Why are you here in the Ancient You Clan's territory today? Why … are you not afraid of being beaten up before? Are you here to die again? "the warden said arrogantly.
Xue Fu looked at the warden coldly and said.
"I'm here today to tell you one thing."
"Oh? What is it? "The warden picked at his ear perfunctorily.
"You stole a batch of Dharma treasures that I was escorting," Xue Fu said.
"That's right, we stole it," the deacon said proudly.
"The Crimson League wanted that batch of Dharma treasures. My Temple Master asked us to deliver it to them," Xue Fu continued.
The warden didn't even listen carefully. He smiled and said, "I don't care who you gave it to. Now, that thing belongs to our You Clan ancient …"
The deacon was still feeling pleased with himself when he suddenly felt that something was wrong.
"Who do you think wants those things?" The deacon's expression changed slightly as he asked again.
"The Crimson League," Xue Fu said coldly.
The deacon's face instantly darkened.
"You mean the Second Domain's Crimson League?"
"Yes." Xue Fu nodded. Without waiting for the warden to speak, he said, "Let's not talk about the feud between the Ancient You Clan and the Temple of Shadows for now. The Netherworld Ring and the other Dharma treasures will be sent to the Crimson League. In three days, I will come with the Crimson League to ask for it. The Ancient You Clan can decide for yourselves."
The moment he finished speaking, Xue Fu turned and left without another word.
He believed that the Ancient You Clan wasn't stupid enough to offend the Second Domain.
However, the moment Xue Fu left, the deacon's face darkened.
The Netherworld Ring belonged to the Crimson League?!
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