The Truth About Su Zhenglong's Past

Ye Wukui's movements flowed in one unbroken sequence. He neither sought Su Zhenglong's opinion nor wasted a single word.

He simply drew out a thread of Su Zhenglong's essence blood with such overbearing force.

With his essence blood extracted, Su Zhenglong felt the world spin around him and collapsed heavily into Mei Xiaofang and Su Yuexian's arms.

Mei Xiaofang let out a shriek. "My lord..."

With a clang, Su Yuexian drew her sword. Her eyes bloodshot, she demanded, "What exactly are you trying to do?"

Still, no one paid her any heed. Ye Wukui carefully examined the bead of blood drawn from Su Zhenglong. A smile gradually spread across his face as he said slowly, "Found it—the bloodline of my Ye Clan."

The moment those words fell, Su Zhenglong and the other two were utterly bewildered. What Ye Clan bloodline?

The next instant, Su Yuexian shuddered violently and abruptly looked toward her father, Su Zhenglong. Then she recalled the conversation between Willow Leaf Holy Manor and the Bloodforged Patriarch three days ago—they had delayed for three days to find someone.

Could the person they were seeking be... Father? And could this Ye Clan bloodline refer to Grandmother?

Whoosh...

Just then, Ye Wukui suddenly vaporized the bead of Su Zhenglong's blood in his hand, then sharply unfurled a portrait.

For the first time, he faced Su Zhenglong directly and asked, "Do you recognize her?"

Su Zhenglong's gaze froze upon the portrait. Then his mouth fell open, and he could not help crying out, "Mother!"

Buzz!

Su Yuexian's mind buzzed wildly. Just as she had thought.

At the same time, Mei Xiaofang finally recovered from her earlier terror. She stared blankly at her husband, Su Zhenglong, then at the terrifying figures before them...

Only one thought remained in her mind: the secret