In the vast starry sky, within gray clouds and mist, great halls rose and fell. At the very center stood one hall, surrounded by stars like the moon, majestic and imposing.
Within the Kylin Holy Hall, the atmosphere had frozen solid. The young master of Kylin Pavilion had appeared, and his intention to force a marriage could not have been clearer.
Lin Yuzhen rose to her feet. Without another word, she walked straight toward the hall's exit.
"Does Your Highness intend to leave just like that?"
From the main seat, the Kylin Pavilion Master stood and spoke calmly.
"What?"
Lin Yuzhen halted and turned to look at the figure in the hall. Her voice was cold. "Does the Pavilion Master intend to force this marriage?"
"Not at all. However, Kylin Pavilion is not a place Your Highness can enter whenever you please and leave whenever you please."
The Kylin Pavilion Master replied blandly.
"Is that so?"
Lin Yuzhen's expression darkened. "Then I would like to see exactly how Kylin Pavilion intends to stop me."
With that, Lin Yuzhen hesitated no longer and strode toward the exit.
Before the main seat, a chill flashed through the Kylin Pavilion Master's eyes. His figure flickered as he raised a hand and seized at her.
The palm force arrived, vast and boundless. Lin Yuzhen spun around, sweeping the Phoenix Cry Sword across to block the close-range strike head-on.
A thunderous boom rang out. Endless currents of air surged around them, overturning every table and chair nearby.
The aftershock howled, and the two separated, each steadying themselves.
"Men, seize her!"
The Kylin Pavilion Master ordered coldly.
At his command, figures appeared out of thin air throughout the previously empty hall. Without uttering a word, they joined forces and attacked the person before them.
"With just