"Xiao, what's wrong?"
Qian Renxue keenly noticed the subtle change in his mood. She raised her head and asked doubtfully.
Tang Xiao did not hide it and answered calmly,
"That filthy place has been stirring."
"You mean... Slaughter City?"
Qian Renxue was exceptionally clever and immediately thought of that place.
"Correct."
"Although Tang San has been utterly destroyed, that place of inheritance the Asura God left in the mortal world still reeks of filth."
"And there is still a remnant of the Clear Sky Sect there. It is time to clean it up as well."
Tang Xiao's tone was calm, yet it carried an unquestionable force.
Qian Renxue pursed her lips and looked at him with some concern.
"I heard Grandfather mention that the Slaughter King of Slaughter City is most likely Tang Chen, the Clear Sky Sect's old sect master who vanished years ago."
"He was once a Limit Douluo. In that place where Soul Skills cannot be used, he may be difficult to deal with."
Tang Xiao chuckled, reaching out to scrape her pert nose.
"Silly girl, have you forgotten what realm your husband is in now?"
"A mere Limit Douluo does not even count as an ant in my eyes."
"Besides, the rules of that place were established by the Asura God."
"And I surpassed the Asura God long ago."
Tang Xiao smiled confidently.
Seeing his self-assured expression, Qian Renxue's worries immediately vanished.
She knew that her man truly possessed that strength.
"Then I'll go with you."
Qian Renxue propped herself up and looked at him expectantly.
Tang Xiao shook his head and gently refused.
"No need. A filthy, bloody place like Slaughter City is not suitable for you."
"Stay in the imperial capital and help me oversee the Empire's handover."
"I'll be back soon. It will