Who Dares Make Things Difficult for My Dugu Clan?

At this very moment, inside Heavenly Prosperity Hall.

The secret realm trial had ended, yet Jiang Jingyi was nowhere to be seen. Instead, an uninvited guest had come flooding in.

The man wore pitch-black dark robes, a square kerchief perched on his head, his face rigid as he stood in the middle of the great hall.

The ministers were divided on either side. Sensing that something was wrong, they all retreated in every direction.

"Strange, where has the Supreme One gone? How could she let this odd fellow enter the great hall?"

Xu Shiqi took the initiative to step forward, cupped his hands, and said, "Who might you be, sir? Standing in the central hall without listening or speaking—even if you are here to meet the Supreme One, you should not be ignorant of etiquette, should you?"

The middle-aged man remained unmoved. He did not even glance sideways at him, merely standing where he was and saying coolly, "Lord Xu of Dragon Manor, can you not even recognize me?"

"You know this old man?" Xu Shiqi stepped forward and studied him. Now that he mentioned it, he really did look somewhat familiar.

"Drunken Dust Valley, Moon Shadow Tower..." the man reminded him.

Hearing this, Xu Shiqi abruptly recalled an ugly incident from long ago. At the time, he had been ordered to travel far to Heavenly Action Continent, crossing the Heavenly River. Just after arriving at Drunken Dust Valley, his entire guard unit had been looted, and their whole party had even been directly captured and taken to Moon Shadow Tower to dig black ore.

In the end, it was a local cultivator from Heavenly Profound Continent who had recognized him. After much mediation, they had been ransomed out. Only after asking around afterward did he learn that the other