The Final Trump Card

Although Ji Tan knew he was in the wrong, he still saw himself as the Long Night Emperor. How could he allow Yan Ruyu to humiliate him like this?

Getting slapped in the face—who could stand that?

Yet Yan Ruyu remained fearless, sneering again and again. "Ji Tan, you still call yourself This Emperor? Your throne is practically gone, and you still want to kill me?"

"Hahaha... I still have one final trump card. Go on, try killing me."

Yan Ruyu had dared to slap Ji Tan because she had confidence, not because of a momentary impulse.

The moment she said that, Ji Tan froze, his expression shifting again and again.

Suddenly putting on a fawning expression, he pleaded, "The beauty is absolutely right. I'm a piece of trash. I should have listened to you long ago. Hurry and show me that trump card. This Emperor guarantees that from now on, I'll listen to whatever you say."

He was terrified now. Sikong Jing's terror and Beigong Xianfeng's return both felt as though the sky were collapsing.

Yan Ruyu's trump card was his lifeline.

With a cold smile, Yan Ruyu suddenly lowered her voice. "My trump card is... Wang Ge."

"I finally remembered who Wang Ge is to Sikong Jing. She is Sikong Ling, the younger sister he cherishes most."

Those words left Ji Tan dumbfounded.

Sikong Jing actually had a younger sister, and her talent was equally terrifying. Didn't that mean Wang Ge was also from the Azure Dragon Small Domain?

If so, Yan Ruyu should have known her long ago. Why had she only remembered now?

But Ji Tan had no time to ask. Yan Ruyu opposite him continued, "While the Worry-Forget Sect isn't paying attention, I'll go find Wang Ge and tell her the truth... Then Wang Ge's