Ning Rongrong's little face went deathly pale, all color draining from it.
The horrific memories of Jialing Pass from her Previous Life surged through her mind like a tidal wave.
The Heavenly Blaze Army was getting involved? King Zhenyuan was about to return?
That was a peerless killing machine even Spirit Hall feared!
Flender and the others felt as if they'd fallen into an icy abyss. They collapsed to the ground, their backs soaked with cold sweat as their bodies trembled uncontrollably.
Was this the true foundation of a top-tier family?
They could disregard the reputation of a Titled Douluo just like that!
Bone Douluo Gu Rong's expression was grave. Lowering his voice, he said to Ning Fengzhi, "Fengzhi... things are out of control! What should we do?!"
He wasn't afraid of Ye Wanqing, but if this really brought King Zhenyuan and that Heavenly Blaze Army that knew nothing but slaughter... the consequences would be unimaginable.
At the very least, saving Rongrong would probably be impossible.
"Alas! Let's follow them for now. I can only hope that child is all right..."
Ning Fengzhi was troubled by Ye Wanqing, a woman who refused to listen to reason, but rescuing someone was the priority.
King Zhenyuan was a Super Douluo at level 97. Even with Ning Fengzhi's support, Uncle Jian and Uncle Bone could only hold their own against him briefly.
But if the Heavenly Blaze Army, which had spent years fighting the Star Luo Iron Cavalry at the border, came out in full force, the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect might face annihilation.
Even a Titled Douluo could kill only so much before running out of strength.
What made the Heavenly Blaze Army most terrifying was its fearless fighting spirit, along with the "Sky Burning Death Warriors" personally trained by King Zhenyuan.
It was said that every member was at least a Spirit Emperor, skilled in combined attacks, and that they had once used a military killing formation to slay a veteran Titled Douluo!
Ning Fengzhi silently cursed whoever was scheming against him.
The moment they'd come to demand an explanation, the Su Family's only legitimate son had met with disaster. It was far too much of a coincidence!
He turned to look at his daughter, his eyes tinged with scrutiny and suspicion.
"Come!" He grabbed his daughter by the wrist and said gravely, "If we can't save the Su Family's boy today, you and I will pay for it with our lives!"
"Pay with our lives? Dad, it wasn't me! I really didn't do it!" Ning Rongrong was so anxious that tears welled in her eyes. Her father's gaze clearly showed he suspected her.
She shook her head frantically, tears running down her face. "I may hate him, but I wouldn't go so far as to kill him."
Suddenly, she seemed to remember something and jerked her head up to look at Tang San.
She knew how unscrupulous Tang San had been in her Previous Life when it came to Xiao Wu.
Could he have secretly made a move this time, too?
Tang San noticed Ning Rongrong's gaze and was stunned.
Why are you looking at me? This could get me killed!
Sword Douluo and Bone Douluo had thought the aura around Xiao Wu seemed a little strange, but now they both turned their attention to Tang San.
Tang San felt a chill run down his back, as if two Ferocious Beasts had their eyes on him. Fine beads of sweat immediately formed on his forehead.
He hurriedly waved his hands. "Rongrong, why are all of you looking at me? Everyone knows that I, the pure and noble Tang San, have always acted with integrity. How could I do something like this?"
Xiao Wu also looked at Tang San suspiciously. She tugged lightly at his sleeve and asked in a low voice, "Brother, be honest. Where did you go last night? Those dark circles are so bad!"
At her words, Tang San's face turned deathly pale. He had tried to sneak into the Su Family's home last night to rescue Xiao Wu, but there were too many guards. He'd spent the entire night wandering outside without finding an opportunity.
Now that Xiao Wu doubted him, he had no way to defend himself. "Xiao Wu, even you don't believe me?"
Ning Fengzhi gave Tang San a careful look but said nothing. He pulled Ning Rongrong along and hurried outside.
Blood mist filled West Street Alley, and the air was thick with an iron-like stench.
Ye Wanqing stumbled toward the body lying in the pool of blood.
"Ling'er—!!!"
Her shrill cry tore through the morning silence and drained what little strength she had left.
Trembling, she knelt down, not even daring to touch her son.
The web of cracks across the boy's face was horrifying. The blood around his nose, mouth, eyes, and ears had dried, and a great pool of dark-red blood beneath him had soaked the bricks along half the alley.
His breath was so faint it could barely be felt, like a candle flickering in the wind, ready to go out at any moment.
"My Ling'er... how could this happen... Who... who could be so cruel?!"
She carefully lifted Su Ling's terrifyingly cold hand and pressed it against her cheek.
Scalding tears poured down, falling onto his pale, paper-white face.
"Mother's here... don't be afraid... don't leave me... I'm begging you... open your eyes and look at me..."
Ye Wanqing's voice broke. Her Soul Power surged violently as Life Energy flooded into Su Ling, desperately trying to rekindle the Flame of Life that was about to fade away.
Ning Fengzhi, Chen Xin, Gu Rong, and the others hurried over.
Seeing the dreadful scene in the alley, even they, for all their experience, couldn't help drawing in a sharp breath. A bone-deep chill spread through their hearts.
"Madam Ye, please calm down! This had nothing to do with us..." Ning Fengzhi said urgently, his expression grave.
"Get out!" Ye Wanqing jerked her head up. Her bloodshot eyes fixed on Ning Fengzhi like those of a vengeful ghost, the hatred in her gaze seeming almost ready to pierce through him. "Ning Fengzhi! If anything happens to my son, I, Ye Wanqing, will make the entire Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect pay for it in blood!"
Every word seethed with boundless hatred and despair, sending a chill through everyone who heard them.
Ning Rongrong was so frightened by Su Ling's condition that her little face turned pale and her whole body trembled like a startled quail. She clung tightly to her father's sleeve.
Flender, Yu Xiaogang, and the others went ashen and collapsed to the ground, not daring to breathe too loudly.
Seeing Su Ling's condition, the resentment Tang San had felt over Xiao Wu vanished, replaced by a bone-deep chill. The Su Family's wrath is this terrifying? They'd risk a fight to the death with the Upper Three Sects over nothing more than a spoiled young master?
Meanwhile, Su Ling's soul had spent the entire night searching outside and had finally gathered the Spiritual Medicines needed to repair his body.
As soon as he returned, he saw his grief-stricken mother below and the people facing off against one another.
He hovered in midair, his heart aching.
Ye Wanqing was usually poised and elegant, but now her hair hung loose, she looked nearly mad, and her bloodshot eyes made her seem ten years older in an instant.
[Host, given your mother's current state of mind, if you don't wake up and explain soon, then according to the plot's momentum,] [the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect may well be razed to the ground once your grandfather and father's Heavenly Blaze Army arrives.]
"But this body is at its limit. If I force it to wake up, that last breath might really give out."
"Besides, with so many people watching, I can't exactly pop out of nowhere and feed myself medicine, can I?"
Su Ling's soul spun around anxiously. He regretted not hiding his body somewhere more discreet last night.
Just as Ye Wanqing was overcome with grief and Ning Fengzhi was unable to explain himself, a voice as cool as moonlight rang out. "Wanqing, let me take a look."
A figure in a simple, elegant, moon-white dress appeared quietly at the mouth of the alley.
She carried herself with aloof composure. Her features were breathtakingly beautiful, and her brows held a hint of distant sorrow.
It was Ye Qingxian, the former inheritor of the Nine Heart Begonia and Ye Lingling's mother.
Ye Lingling stood beside her, her bearing equally cool and distant.
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