Helan Family Patriarch

Upon hearing this news, Granny An and Eunuch Qiu were both greatly shocked. In their early years, they too had wandered the south and had witnessed firsthand the might of the Southern Demonic Cult's seven great Lineages.

As the Kirin Son wholeheartedly supported and promoted by the Zhuang Family of this generation, Zhuang Shili's fame had spread far and wide, and everyone within the cult had placed immense importance and expectations upon him.

Now that he had been slain in Hebei, a tremendous storm would likely sweep through the Southern Demonic Cult. Who knew how many people would be dragged into it and become sacrifices?

As for Duàn Yì, with the skins of King of Zhenbei's Heir Apparent and Imperial Family bloodline over him, the Southern Demonic Cult would not dare make a grand spectacle of dealing with him. They did not have that much nerve. At most, they would send experts to assassinate him.

But Duàn Yì himself was already a peerless expert. Only peerless experts could deal with him, and the Southern Demonic Cult might not be willing to make such a firm resolution.

"You brat, you truly have some skills. You even killed a Zhuang Family son—you really can stir the winds and overturn the clouds.

"But you killed well. That Zhuang boy was no easy character to deal with. To achieve his aims, he would stop at nothing; he was a calamity.

"You could not guard against him every moment of every day. Now that you have severed the root of the calamity, you can finally breathe easier."

Compared with the point Eunuch Qiu focused on, Helan Yue'er was filled with nothing but admiration and emotion.

Duàn Yì had done what he had once promised her.

Back in Ji County, Duàn Yì had killed Zhuang Shiyi