That Damn Woman Was Unforgivable!

The moment Salas stepped into the secret chamber, he felt his whole world turn to hell.

Silence.

A suffocating silence.

Two faint yet tangible gazes coldly locked onto him.

Snake Lance stood to the left and Pufferfish to the right. The two Title Douluo stood with their arms folded, expressionlessly staring at him as though examining a corpse that had long gone cold.

Salas felt cold sweat instantly soak his back, and a bone-chilling chill shot straight to the top of his head.

But what truly terrified him was the Young Master sitting at the head of the room, her face expressionless.

Without daring to hesitate, Salas quickly blurted out everything he knew about Lin Nuo.

"You mean..."

Qian Renxue's voice was soft, yet indescribably icy.

"The tiny branch hall in Nuoding City sat on news of Lin Nuo for nearly three whole years before it reached your desk?"

Salas's knees went weak, and he nearly dropped to the floor.

"Y-Young Master, please calm your anger! Those people below were blind and incompetent. This old man only just received the news as well..."

Qian Renxue laughed in extreme anger.

Three years? A full three years!

Was this Spirit Hall the Spirit Hall of the Angel Qian Family, or Bibi Dong's Spirit Hall?

"Since he took the initiative to approach Spirit Hall, what does he want?"

"In reply to Young Master," Salas answered tremulously.

"That child wishes to enter Heaven Dou Royal Academy for further study, but he has no letter of recommendation from a noble. That is why he sought help from the branch hall..."

Upon hearing this, Qian Renxue froze for a moment before a subtle glint flashed through her eyes.

He wanted to attend Heaven Dou Royal Academy?

Wasn't this like receiving a pillow just when she was sleepy?

She had been worrying over how to approach him without drawing attention, yet this boy had run straight beneath her nose.

This was exactly what she wanted!

Qian Renxue leaned forward slightly and looked down at Salas from above.

"Salas, listen to me carefully.

From this moment onward, everything concerning Lin Nuo is to be classified as top secret.

If Pope Palace hears even half a word..."

Qian Renxue paused, then said each word distinctly, "I guarantee that your head will hit the ground before the news does."

Salas shuddered violently. "Rest assured, Young Master! Even if this old man is reduced to dust, I will not let a single word leak!

This old servant will personally go to Nuoding City and bring him back safely. I will never let Pope Palace notice!"

"Get to work."

Qian Renxue waved her hand irritably. "Snake Lance, Pufferfish, you two withdraw as well."

"Yes."

The three of them left the secret chamber at once, as though granted a pardon.

The heavy stone door closed again, cutting off all light and noise from outside.

Only Qian Renxue remained in the secret chamber.

Almost the instant everyone left, her straight back sagged slightly.

With her disguise removed, the Angel Young Master who had been decisive and imposing a moment ago now had an unmistakable trace of grievance and bitterness in her eyes.

She bit down hard on her lower lip as the outline of that possibly existing "younger brother" uncontrollably surfaced in her mind.

What if it was true?

What if he really was the flesh and blood that woman had secretly given birth to behind everyone's backs?

Qian Renxue clenched her fists. Her reason screamed that this was a scandal, a disgrace. As the future master of the Qian Family, she should mercilessly erase this stain the moment his identity was confirmed.

But could she truly bring herself to kill a child she had never met?

She slowly loosened her clenched hand, her fingertips trembling faintly.

She truly could not do it.

Since childhood, in that cold and lifeless Pope Palace, she had never received even the slightest trace of maternal love.

Someone who had lacked familial affection since childhood and craved it to the point of near despair actually cherished the bonds of blood more than anyone else.

Even if that bond was tainted, she realized she simply could not bring herself to deliver the killing blow.

"Forget it. He... is innocent too..."

That was what Qian Renxue thought.

Meanwhile, at the waterfall behind Holy Soul Village.

Tang Hao, his eyes bloodshot, crashed headlong into the secret stone chamber hidden behind the waterfall.

"Damn thief! Whoever you are, if you dared touch something belonging to the Tang Clan, I will tear you to pieces!"

Accompanied by an earth-shaking roar, the Clear Sky Hammer, weighing several thousand pounds, was fiercely summoned.

At that moment, Tang Hao's killing intent was so dense it seemed ready to drip from him.

If that reckless little thief still dared remain in the cave to absorb the Spirit Bone, he would swing his hammer without hesitation and send the bastard straight into his next life.

Even if the thief had already fled, Tang Hao swore that he would dig three feet into the ground and pursue him to the ends of the earth!

Charging inside with his massive hammer, Tang Hao's gaze instantly locked onto the hidden compartment at the top where the hundred-thousand-year Blue Silver Emperor Right Leg Bone had been stored.

The compartment stood wide open, completely empty.

In an instant, a surge of blood rushed to Tang Hao's head, and the frustration and fury he had suppressed for years erupted completely.

"Ahhh! Damn it! They all deserve to die!"

In his rage, the Clear Sky Hammer swelled in the wind!

He vented his fury by madly smashing the innocent stone walls around him.

The thunderous booms shook the entire cave violently. Rubble rained down, as if the place might collapse at any moment.

Just as he had smashed more than half the stone chamber into a pitted mess, Tang Hao suddenly sucked in a sharp breath and froze with his hammer raised in midair.

Damn it! His wife was still planted beside him!

Breaking out in a cold sweat, Tang Hao hurriedly threw down his hammer.

In his sight, a Blue Silver Grass was quietly growing atop the familiar little mound at the center of the stone chamber, bathed in the faint light spilling down from the hole overhead.

Seeing that "Ah Yin" was unharmed, Tang Hao's heart finally dropped back into his chest.

"Ah Yin, I'm sorry. I came too late..."

Tang Hao's eyes reddened slightly. He knelt on one knee before the mound and extended his rough, large hand as though handling an incomparable treasure.

"But don't worry. No one will ever touch what you left for Xiao San!

I swear, I will catch that little thief and make him pay the most painful price!"

Perhaps because he figured he was already here and his emotions had reached this point, Tang Hao got himself off right there.

Only after a full three minutes did he pull himself together.

Mobilizing the immense Soul Power of a Title Douluo, Tang Hao laid down layer after layer of restrictions around the cave entrance, three layers inside and three layers outside, all far stricter than before.

Only after finishing everything did he leave the cave, looking back every few steps with reluctance filling his eyes.

Standing once more atop the cliff above the waterfall, Tang Hao's mind began racing.

With his astonishing wisdom, Tang Hao quickly reached a flawless and perfect conclusion.

In all the world, who besides those scum from Spirit Hall could know Ah Yin's identity and possess the ability to silently locate such a remote backwater as the mountain behind Nuoding City?!

Since that was the case, the murderer's escape route was obvious.

All he needed to do now was follow the main road from Nuoding City to Spirit City, hunting and investigating all the way!

At that thought, the killing intent in Tang Hao's eyes surged.

Without the slightest hesitation, he stomped down fiercely, transforming into a streak of black light that tore through the sky as he charged toward Spirit City.