By the time Zhang Tie and Bai Suxian returned to Prince of Guangnan's estate in Xuanyuan Hill, three hours had already passed, and night had fallen deep...
The two had hailed an alcohol-powered taxi in Xuanyuan Hill. Outside the car, Xuanyuan Hill glittered beneath the night, prosperous beyond compare, like a city that never slept. Inside, Bai Suxian had seemed somewhat downcast ever since getting in. She gazed at the scenery outside, seemingly lost in thought, without saying a word.
Yue Peng had already been beaten into a dog by Zhang Tie, but the wound on Bai Suxian that the man's bird beak had torn open could not possibly heal all at once.
Zhang Tie understood women. Even the noisiest woman sometimes needed quiet; even the strongest woman could sometimes be fragile. So at this moment, he said nothing, merely letting Bai Suxian rest quietly against his shoulder as they watched the stream of traffic beyond the window.
Perhaps Bai Suxian was thinking about her past.
As for Zhang Tie, while looking out at the passing scenery, he was imagining the sight within the Imperial Emperor City of Xuanyuan Hill.
During these days in Xuanyuan Hill, he had already gotten a clear grasp of much news and intelligence. Zhang Tie felt like a spider, silently spinning a web in the darkness, intending to drag down the man who held one of Great Xia's Nine Minister positions while serving as the chief leader of the Golden Power Way and the sect master of the Heaven-Piercing Sect. Better still, he wanted to kill him outright and have him and the Devouring Party destroy each other.
With an opponent like that, Zhang Tie no longer took much notice of the disturbances and trouble brought by that Heaven-Wielding Pavilion knight called Yue Peng.
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