That night, Little Jiu secretly slipped out of his room and headed straight for Myriad Beast Hall.
"Greetings, Young Master!"
The moment he entered, he found Dragon Duke, Snake Grandma, and Meng Yiran waiting there.
When Meng Yiran saw Little Jiu again, her eyes shimmered and her face was filled with boundless joy. She walked over, hooked her arm around his, and pulled him toward the throne of Xue Ye, Emperor of the Heaven Dou Empire.
"Young Master, only you deserve to sit in this seat!"
Meng Yiran pressed Little Jiu into the chair, then stood behind it and began massaging his temples with her fingers. Threads of Soul Power flowed through the meridians in his head, completely soothing his tightly wound nerves.
Little Jiu felt like a pampered old landlord.
He closed his eyes in comfort. Delighted, Meng Yiran picked up a grape and fed it into his mouth, leaving Little Jiu a little dazed.
"What did I come here for? How did I forget?"
Dragon Duke and Snake Grandma exchanged glances and smiled. Their granddaughter clearly liked the Young Master. That was exactly what they wanted; after all, their family was already firmly bound to him.
Naturally, Dragon Duke would not let Little Jiu sit there foolishly. He immediately said, "Young Master has been gone for so long. Let me briefly explain the situation."
"The Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan and the Clear Sky Sect have been destroyed. Spirit Hall is already growing restless and preparing to make a move against the two great empires. They have been very active lately, recruiting Spirit Masters on a large scale and winning over the major nobles. Once they are fully prepared, Spirit Hall may strike."
Hearing that, Little Jiu finally understood. So he had done Spirit Hall a huge favor!