"You don't need to worry about that." In response to Lin Qingyu's question, Ruan Tianhe smiled lightly, "Let's not disturb His Majesty while he is eating."
Lin Qingyu was about to say something more when he felt a tight grip on his wrist, and before he knew it, Ruan Tianhe was pulling him out of the room.
He was shocked to realize that this seemingly ordinary old man had a grip as strong as iron, impossible to escape from!
He, a powerful Seventh-Level martial artist, was as weak as a child in front of this man! Lin Qingyu was deeply shaken, realizing that this person must be at least a martial artist!
Moreover, he noticed something odd about Ruan Tianhe's address to the other party... His Majesty?
...
In the blink of an eye, the once-bustling hall was empty.
Seeing that everyone had cleared out, Su Yue breathed a sigh of relief. But as she turned her eyes, she noticed a young man with red lips and white teeth still sitting at the corner table.
Su Yue's heart tightened once again. Who was this ignorant young master?
"This young master..." She stepped forward and suppressed her anxiety. "The shop is about to close..."
"Boss." Fang Yuan seemed not to hear her and instead asked with interest, "Could you introduce your chef? I must confess, I also enjoy cooking, and I'd love to learn a few things."
Su Yue almost gritted her teeth in frustration. How could he still be thinking about cooking at a time like this?
She barely maintained her smile. "It's not convenient today, young master. If you're interested, you may come back tomorrow..."
Fang Yuan smiled as well. "Then let's wait until I finish this meal, shall we?"
Su Yue was certain this person must be out of his mind!
Eat? That Luo Xiao was about to come and deal with you!!
"You're asking for it!"
Sure enough, before Su Yue could speak, a cold voice rang out from upstairs, each word as sharp as an icicle: "Didn't I tell you to get out and wait? Are you deaf?"
Before the voice had even finished, a sharp sword light shot out from the second floor staircase, heading straight for the young man in the corner!
The sword light swept by, creating a gust of wind that sent a chilling blast through the hall!
"Since you refuse to leave..." The voice suddenly grew more menacing, "Then stay here forever!"
...
At this moment, Luo Xiao's mood was indeed terrible, but not because of Luo Yao's death. On the contrary, he felt no sorrow over the fall of his niece Luo Yao. Instead, he harbored a certain satisfaction.
Luo Yao's exceptional talents had long been chosen as the next head of the Sword Treasure Pavilion, which had completely eliminated his own worthless son from the line of succession.
Now, wasn't the opportunity here?
So he tentatively mentioned this to his father, Luo Tao, but was immediately scolded harshly, which made him seethe with anger. He had come to the Tianxiang Pavilion today, hoping to enjoy some fine food, listen to the beautiful hostess play a tune on the zither, and relieve his frustrations.
However, an ignorant person had suddenly bumped into him, giving him the perfect excuse to vent his anger!
Luo Xiao wasn't at all worried about offending any powerful figures. The Sword Treasure Pavilion was a top-tier power in the Northern Region, and the people of Tianxiang Pavilion were always sharp-eyed, greeting any guest of note and ensuring they were treated in a private room. They would never allow anyone to sit in the hall!
So, Luo Xiao was sure this person had no background or power, and killing him would have no consequences!
...
The sword light flew toward him! Su Yue gasped in shock, but it was too late.
The sharp sword energy was almost upon them, but Fang Yuan merely stepped aside with leisurely ease. As his robes fluttered, an overwhelming pressure erupted!
With a deafening crash, the sharp sword intent shattered like thin ice!
Before Su Yue could react, Fang Yuan's figure disappeared like a ghost. In the private room on the third floor, Luo Xiao, who had been about to speak, suddenly felt a blur before him, and a long hand clamped down on his head like an iron claw.
"You—"
The black robe swished, and a terrifying force, as if capable of breaking mountains, erupted!
Boom!!!
The sandalwood wine table exploded into dust, and before Luo Xiao could even react to the shock on his face, he was violently slammed to the ground.
The entire Tianxiang Pavilion trembled, as if it couldn't bear the terrifying force.
"This is impossible!" Luo Xiao was in shock, his liver and gall bladder trembling. He, a Martial Saint, didn't even notice how the other had closed the distance!
"Get out and wait?" Fang Yuan's voice was as cold as the abyss: "It's almost Mid-Autumn, I think you want to die!"
Luo Xiao felt his head spin, a constant ringing in his ears. Struggling to stay conscious, he forced his eyes open, and when he finally saw the man holding his head, it was as if he had been struck by lightning!
He recognized this face, from the painting brought by the elder of the Sun Moon Sect, Yu Heng!
It was said to be the image of the Demon Lord in disguise!
But how could this terrifying demon infiltrate Baiyu City without any warning? The alarm system didn't give any alert!
"This is bad!" Luo Xiao's heart raced, his anger turning to fear.
"Forgive me, Demon Lord! I didn't know who I was dealing with!" He screamed in desperation, no longer caring about his face.
His years of experience in the Northern Region told him that if he continued to resist now, he might not even have the chance to be reincarnated.
"Demon Lord?" Fang Yuan smirked, "What nonsense!"
With a cold smile, Fang Yuan realized that Luo Xiao, who had walked straight into a trap, was a high-ranking member of the Sword Treasure Pavilion, making him an excellent source of information.
Thinking of this, Fang Yuan softly called out, "Yun Shi."
"Here!"
"Take him."
"Got it!"
A terrifying force of absorption surged from Fang Yuan's palm, and as Luo Xiao desperately begged for mercy, his body was sucked into the [Eternal Frozen Abyss].
The Tianxiang Pavilion fell silent.
...
Su Yue's chest heaved, and her body trembled slightly.
The scene she had just witnessed was so shocking—this seemingly young cultivator had shattered Luo Xiao's personal flying sword with a snap of his fingers and then disappeared in the blink of an eye.
Then, she heard Luo Xiao's roar from upstairs, likely having engaged in combat with the young man.
Such power was beyond belief!
"I must get in good graces with him!"
Su Yue gritted her teeth. Now that this cultivator had clashed with the Sword Treasure Pavilion, perhaps she could step in as a mediator to showcase her value...
After all, despite the young cultivator's extraordinary strength, the Sword Treasure Pavilion had deep roots in the Northern Region.
It would be impossible to stand against such a massive force alone.
However, just as Su Yue had that thought, she suddenly realized the upstairs had returned to silence.
Then, she saw the young cultivator calmly descending the stairs, his expression as composed as if he had just had a cup of tea.
"This... it's over already?" Su Yue's mouth fell open, realizing she no longer had any role as a mediator...