Xisiya Nation, Saint Kisburg.
Inside a magnificent palace, a young man and a young woman stood side by side, looking at an empty chair made of gold before them.
Their similar facial features, pale golden hair, and silvery-white eyelashes showed that they shared the same bloodline.
Both wore cold expressions, and the atmosphere had frozen to its lowest point.
After a moment, the young man broke the silence first.
"Yelena, you don't really think that spending two months at some academy in North Star means you can come back and compete with me, do you?"
"If you think I can't, why did you send people to threaten my teacher?" Yelena said coldly. "Wasn't that unnecessary?"
Rieka's expression turned slightly unnatural. He gave a disdainful snort. "I'll threaten whoever I want. What does some insignificant teacher matter?"
"..."
Yelena recalled how, before she left, Guan Tong had specifically told her that he would come to Xisiya someday. The meaning was obvious—he intended to settle the score with her brother.
"But you're ruthless enough yourself." Rieka shot his sister a sideways glance. "Without even saying a word, you just had my man taken care of."
Yelena did not deny it.
It was fine if he thought she had gotten rid of the man. Knowing her brother, if he learned that Guan Tong had killed him, he would probably fly into a rage and do even more irrational things.
She did not want her despicable, scheming brother disturbing Guan Tong's life again anytime soon.
But she did not admit it either.
Rule Thirteen had not ended yet, and she could not lie during the Rule Period and cause her challenge to fail.
Fortunately, her brother was not that clever. Seeing her remain silent, he took it as confirmation.
"Sigaqin helped you do it,