Hei Zi stood to the left of the seat of honor in the main hall, his eyes slightly narrowed as though they constantly emitted a chilling light, scrutinizing the world's darkest corners and exposing every shadow hidden in unreachable places.
The moment my eyes met his, I immediately looked away and turned toward the spot opposite him, only then casually glancing toward the seat of honor.
The person seated in the place of honor was an elderly, fat Daoist. His face was ruddy, and his round features made him look like a kindly old man. However, his tiny eyes concealed the same sharp glint. It was clear that to survive within the Jie Cult and command thousands upon thousands of troops, one absolutely could not rely on a simple temperament.
Yet no matter how captivating he was, all my attention had been swallowed up by Hei Zi. Had Xia Ruize come? What were they planning to do here? Could it be that the plan to attack the Realm of Heaven had been devised by them? Otherwise, why would the Jie Cult be so aggressive, daring to defy the whole world?
"Hehe. What a beautiful and delicate little girl... No wonder, no wonder her appearance here caused such a great conflict. An associate of the Dao Third Realm even perished." As the supreme commander, the old man was naturally the first to speak.
"That granny in the Dao Third Realm was killed by me. Whatever it is, come at me. In any case, since I was abducted here, I never expected to return safely." I put on a brazen, devil-may-care air while briefly laying out the sequence of events, drawing out more clues for the supreme commander to distinguish right from wrong.
Xie Chuhe did not let me continue. She stretched