When Kun Tianzhen had just entered Tianyu Temple, he happened to see Lord Shaoqing at that very moment—dressed in a gold-and-black long robe, sternly handsome and cold, with Double Ninth growths on his temples!
"Lord Shaoqing."
Kun Tianchen was so frightened that his heart had leapt into his throat, but Kun Tianzhen remained fearless and composed. He cupped his hands and said, "This subordinate has just received a report from Guijinyuan City and was on his way to brief you."
Lord Shaoqing's aura was heavy, his face flushed yet grim. He was clearly in the grip of extreme fury. He seemed not to have expected to encounter Kun Tianzhen here, much less Kun Tianchen—and even less that Kun Tianzhen would dare speak to him so calmly.
Clearly, Lord Shaoqing had also just received news from Yuan Ying Demon Wasteland and was preparing to find someone to vent his rage on.
And the first person he wanted to find was, naturally, Kun Tianzhen!
They had actually delivered themselves to his doorstep?
"My lord, may I report to you somewhere private?" Kun Tianzhen raised his head and stared straight at Tianyu Shaoqing, his gaze as steady as rivers, mountains, and earth.
Tianyu Shaoqing fell silent for a moment, then suddenly smiled. "Fine. Come with me."
Not long afterward, the three of them entered a secret hall. Tianyu Shaoqing stood at the head, looking down on the two brothers. His eyes were like blazing suns as he regarded them with cold indifference. The entire secret hall lay within the reach of his aura. He did not deliberately exert pressure, but the majesty and solemnity he had cultivated over countless years were already making it difficult for Kun Tianchen to breathe.
That was perfectly normal. To Kun Tianchen, Tianyu Shaoqing had always been someone