Hun Tiandi: How Does Ruoruo See Her Father?

In an instant, cold sweat drenched Mo Yu's forehead. His legs trembled, and he nearly dropped to his knees on instinct.

The Hall Master, who slaughtered Dou Saints as easily as chickens and dogs, was actually bowing to Miss?

Mo Yu knew full well that Soul Ruoruo's unhindered access through Soul Hall was absolutely inseparable from the Hall Master. Even if Soul Ruoruo was not his subordinate, the two must have been partners.

That was precisely why he had always treated her words as the Hall Master's orders. He had even risked himself and committed a grave taboo by killing his nominal Fourth Brother and Eighth Brother.

But even in his wildest dreams, he had never imagined that between Soul Ruoruo and Hun Miesheng, the former was the one who held the authority!

Then Miss's identity...

Mo Yu did not dare think further. His heart pounded as though it would burst from his chest, and his entire body shook like a sieve, as if some immense terror had descended upon him.

"We're on the same side. There's no need to worry."

Seeming to notice Mo Yu's discomfort, Soul Ruoruo glanced at the imposing man and spoke indifferently.

At her words, the coldness in Hun Miesheng's eyes faded slightly. He nodded and stepped aside, clearing the way beside him. "Miss, please."

Soul Ruoruo did not hesitate. She rose and walked into the hall.

As the girl stepped across the threshold, the enormous steel doors, once grim and unfathomable, slammed shut with a thunderous boom.

Mo Yu stood rooted to the spot, trying to recall the fleeting glimpse he had caught of the Scholar earlier. Yet he discovered in horror that the more he tried to remember, the blurrier that memory became.

In just a few breaths, the Scholar's figure had been