Xi Tianlong

Bang~

At the Four Directions Pavilion, accompanied by a soft sound.

A shapely, mindless female corpse fell at the entrance, light as a piece of floral cloth, drenched crimson with blood.

Two days earlier, to placate Xi Tianlong, the Regent Crown Prince of the Great Jing Empire had once again ordered more than two hundred singers and dancers selected for the Four Directions Pavilion, for the delegation's enjoyment.

At the entrance, the lesser demons swarmed over as soon as they saw the corpse hit the ground and carried it away.

Seated at the head, Xi Tianlong tilted back his neck, took a mouthful of wine, then spat it out. He furiously smashed his wine cup to pieces, his eyes red as he gritted his teeth. "There has only ever been me, Xi Tianlong, bullying others. No one has ever dared bully me."

"Whoever dared lay a hand on my guard, this matter isn't over. No matter who did it, I'll drag him out. Ah Hu's death must be avenged."

The leaders of the Bear Demon and Leopard Demon exchanged glances, both somewhat helpless.

Easy to say, but how were they supposed to do it?

Great Jing had already washed its hands of the matter. That Marquis of Purple Robes had not even shown his face these past two days.

If they wanted to inquire about anything, they had to send lesser demons from the delegation out to ask.

And whenever they asked, they were told that the Marquis of Purple Robes was investigating the case. As for the progress, no comment.

At the end of the day, the delegation was on Great Jing Empire territory, unfamiliar with both people and place.

If they had grasped their opponent's weakness, they could have relied on the Flood Dragon Clan's power to knock