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"Waaah..."

Seeing her Brother Xiu being beaten until he coughed up blood, little Xun'er could no longer stand it and burst into tears.

With her little mouth pouting, she pointed at Hun Xiu, who was coughing blood, her face full of grievance as she sobbed, "Father... Brother threw up blood... Waaah..."

"Be good, Xun'er. Brother and your Uncle Soul are just playing around." Hearing his daughter's aggrieved cries, Gu Yuan hurriedly picked Gu Xun'er up and rubbed her little head, asking gently.

This was his precious little padded jacket. Seeing her cry like this, and so miserably at that, broke his heart as her father.

"No..."

Gu Xun'er pouted in disbelief and sobbed miserably, "That's not true. Uncle Soul is a bad person. He beat Brother until he threw up blood. Waaah..."

"Gu Xun."

Hun Xiu lay sprawled on the ground, completely unable to rise under Soul Emperor's pressure. Hearing Gu Xun'er say "Gu Xun," he felt slightly moved.

As expected of a good brother. Being his horse back then hadn't been for nothing.

"Xun'er, be good. Don't cry. Brother will be fine." Gu Yuan's expression changed slightly when he heard Gu Xun'er. Was Soul Emperor a bad person? Of course he was. The Hun Clan's methods were exceedingly strange, and in the eyes of many forces across the continent, the Hun Clan and the Hall of Souls were villains.

But everyone only said such things in private. No one dared say it to their faces, especially not before Soul Emperor, the Clan Head of the Hun Clan. There might only have been that one instance on the entire continent just now.

As he rubbed the little girl's head, traces of Dou Qi seeped into it. Before long, Gu Xun'er, who had been crying bitterly with a face full of grievance, began to feel sleepy—so sleepy that she wanted to sleep.

Her eyelids drooped slightly, and she fell asleep in Gu Yuan's arms.

Holding Gu Xun'er, Gu Yuan said apologetically, "Brother Soul, children speak without restraint."

"I know." Soul Emperor smiled faintly. He appeared magnanimous and unconcerned, but a trace of viciousness surfaced in his heart.

"Brother Gu, since your daughter has fallen asleep, why not take her away to rest first?" Soul Emperor said with a smile as he looked at Gu Yuan.

"Yes, that would be proper." Gu Yuan nodded slightly.

Soon, led by a member of the Hun Clan, Gu Yuan carried the sleeping Gu Xun'er out of the hall.

Once Gu Yuan left, the pressure weighing on Hun Xiu vanished. Soul Emperor stood at the high seat with his hands behind his back.

It was not that he did not want to sit. It was simply because his chair had been pulverized by his palm strike. There was no chair beneath him now, only dust.

Soul Emperor looked down at Hun Xiu, who was sprawled on the ground, and felt a faint ache in his heart. He had not truly wanted to treat him this way.

He had no choice.

This fellow did not even recognize his own fiancée, his child bride. And without recognizing her, he had still dared to get handsy in front of her father and his own father.

He had to be taught a lesson for that.

He did not even recognize his own fiancée. A person like this had to be beaten. How else could this possibly be allowed to pass? Soul Emperor said in a low voice, "Hun Xiu, do you know why I treated you this way?"

Without Soul Emperor's pressure, Hun Xiu felt the burden on his body lighten. He struggled to crawl up and stand, looking rather stubborn.

His little face was pale, and his snow-white robes were now covered in dust. He wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth.

Hun Xiu said, "I know. Father merely wanted to give Xiu'er a way out."

Though he knew Soul Emperor had done it deliberately, only to give him a way out, he still felt slightly displeased.

Because that way out had come far beyond his expectations.

Seeing that Hun Xiu could actually stand, Soul Emperor nodded slightly, quite satisfied. But upon hearing Hun Xiu's words, he could not help shaking his head. "This is not a way out."

He was somewhat pleased that the boy regarded it as a way out, but he still had to tell him that it was not.

"Not a way out?"

Hun Xiu, who had lowered his head, was slightly stunned upon hearing Soul Emperor's words.

He had thought it was a way out, but Soul Emperor had personally denied it. This was not a way out at all.

It was not as he had imagined.

Soul Emperor ignored Hun Xiu's stunned state and spoke again. "Xiu'er, let me ask you again. Do you know who that little girl is?"

Hearing Soul Emperor ask the question again, Hun Xiu could not help but be slightly stunned. He did not answer immediately.

He had answered it once before, and his current fate was precisely the result of that answer.

He had originally thought this was merely a way out his father had given him.

But now that his father had personally denied it, he understood that this had nothing to do with a way out.

The reason he had ended up like this was, ultimately, because there was something wrong with his answer.

Now that he faced the same question again, having suffered once already, he did not answer right away. Instead, he sank into thought.

Seeing that Hun Xiu remained silent for a long time, Soul Emperor did not disturb him. He believed his Xiu'er would give him a satisfactory answer and would not disappoint him.

After thinking it over, Hun Xiu slowly said, "Isn't Gu Xun the son of Father-in-law? My fiancée's younger brother?"

"Hmm?"

Hearing Hun Xiu's answer, Soul Emperor's pupils contracted slightly. An invisible pressure spread from his body, carrying authority without anger.

Thud.

Faced with the pressure of a Dou Saint, even a trace of it was not something a Dou Emperor could endure, much less an injured Dou Emperor.

Hun Xiu could not withstand the faint but terrifying aura Soul Emperor released. His legs gave way, and he dropped to his knees.

Did I answer wrong again?

"Hun Xiu, younger brother? What younger brother? That is your fiancée." Soul Emperor looked at the kneeling Hun Xiu, his expression dark.

He had thought Hun Xiu was pretending not to know. Now it seemed that he was not pretending at all—he truly did not know.

He had mistaken his fiancée for his younger brother?

Only a talent like this could do something like that. As expected of Xiu'er; he truly lived up to his name.

"Hmm?"

Hun Xiu, still kneeling and wondering where he had gone wrong, had his pupils suddenly contract upon hearing this.

Under the faint pressure of Soul Emperor, he raised his head and looked at him. "Father, are you saying Gu Xun is my fiancée?"

"Gu Xun? Xun'er?"

The moment the words left his mouth, he seemed to realize something. He murmured to himself, then joy appeared faintly on his pale face. "So Gu Xun is Xun'er. So I've misunderstood all along!"

"So that's how it is, hahaha..."

Hun Xiu burst into laughter. He had always thought there was something on his head, but it seemed he had simply overthought everything.

Nothing had even begun yet. To him, that was good news.