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"Lord of the Night Demon is indeed generous."

Feng Nuan smiled as he felt the spiritual energy filling his body once more. After circulating it through two cycles, he let out a soft sigh.

His cultivation was probably like his power and status—gone forever, never to return.

"Vice Head Sect Leader Feng is also a man of exceptional composure and extraordinary bearing. The Night Demon admires you."

"Lord of the Night Demon, please don't call me Vice Head Sect Leader Feng anymore."

Feng Nuan laughed freely. "There is no longer a Vice Head Sect Leader Feng of the Feng family. There won't be one in the future, either."

Fang Che frowned. "You will always be an elder."

"Just call me Feng Nuan."

Feng Nuan's tone was calm and gentle, yet firm.

"All right." Fang Che agreed.

"Since I've come out, Qiu Dao, Qiu Yi, and Qiu Fan must all be dead, right?"

Feng Nuan asked.

"The three of them were doomed not to survive."

Fang Che said, "Whether you came out or not, they wouldn't have survived. They were executed today as soon as the order came down."

"What a pity. Three high-grade experts at the Saint Lord level."

A faint sorrow showed in Feng Nuan's eyes. He said softly, "Thousands of years of cultivation, reduced to a dream of Nanke."

"Sit."

Fang Che said, "Since we'll be working together in the Main Trial Hall for a long time, we need to have a talk."

Feng Nuan had been prepared for this. He smiled freely and said, "Naturally. I prepared for this long ago. I have to bare my heart to you, Chief Judge."

"Really bare your heart?"

Fang Che smiled as he brewed tea. "Actually, I wasn't very willing for you to come. You understand."

"Of course, I really