Throw Him Out

On this day, just as the disciples of the Langya Pavilion were changing shifts, they saw a dark crack suddenly appear in mid-air, and then a Red-Clothed Figure fell from the sky, carrying something in his arms.

"That is..." The disciple glanced at the figure in the sky with a puzzled look, paused for a moment, and was suddenly shocked. He changed his figure and appeared in the sky, helping the Red-Clothed Figure down.

"Quick! Report to the Pavilion Master, something terrible has happened!" The disciple's voice was filled with fear as he looked at the battered figure before him.

The other person, also aware of the seriousness of the situation, did not hesitate and quickly went to report it.

The air in the room seemed to freeze.

Finally, Yi Huang, who was sitting by the bed, stood up. Xiao Han hurriedly stepped forward, about to speak, but was stopped by a look from her.

"How was it?" Once outside the room, Xiao Han couldn't help but ask.

"It's nothing," Yi Huang said, her tone slightly more relaxed.

"Although the wounds look serious, they are mostly superficial injuries. In addition, the excessive consumption of energy will not cause any major problems. After taking the medicine, there will be no problem."

"What about the child?"

"The child was well protected and is fine; he just fell into a deep sleep," Yi Huang said gently.

"Hmm." Xiao Han finally felt relieved. Judging from the current situation, it was a foregone conclusion that the others would be in trouble. If he couldn't protect Xin'er and the child, then his sins would be enormous.

Next...

"Summon all Elder for a meeting in three days!" Xiao Han's voice rang out, devoid of any warmth.

"Before proceeding, we must thoroughly investigate the cause and effect of this matter!"

"I want to see what's gotten into this Soul Clan that they dare to even touch people from my Langya Pavilion!"

"If the Soul Clan expects me to consider the bigger picture and hesitate to act for fear of harming others, they're dreaming!"

There was no need to wait for Xin'er to wake up; they could analyze the other party's identity from the residual aura on the former's injuries.

Mixed with a hint of bloodlust, this evil soul aura is something only the Soul Clan possesses on the entire continent.

"Um."

Yi Huang did not object. Her beautiful eyes narrowed slightly, and her killing intent rose slightly. She was just deliberately restraining her aggression, but if necessary, this hidden ferocity would become a sharp claw to tear apart the enemy.

Immediately, Yi Huang's expression changed slightly. "Should we tell Old Ye about this?"

"Speak!" Xiao Han hesitated for a moment, then nodded helplessly. "How could such a big thing be kept secret?"

"But we must first recall him and bring him back to the cabinet!"

He was terrified that Ye Jianxin would find out beforehand, and that he would probably fight the Soul Clan to the death on the spot.

"Okay!" Yi Huang hurriedly left.

With the order issued, the entire Langya Pavilion sprang into action again. In just one day, thanks to the Langya Pavilion's powerful intelligence network, the details of the day's events were presented on Xiao Han's desk.

Many Elder who were away were urgently recalled by the Langya Pavilion. The massive commotion caused a temporary upheaval in the entire Central Plains, with everyone secretly wondering which reckless individual could provoke Langya Pavilion into such a desperate move.

Three days later, in the conference hall of the Langya Pavilion.

Xiao Han sat upright at the head of the table, with Yi Huang and Ye Jianxin to his left and right. The latter had already learned the cause and effect of his summons back, and his face showed no change. But everyone knew how terrifying the volcano that was about to erupt beneath the calm surface was.

Faced with such a major event, even the few people from the Langya Pavilion who were not involved in the affairs of the Fallen Thunder Crystal Ice were summoned. This lineup was much stronger than when Xiao Han ordered the annihilation of two Super faction.

Xiao Han tapped the table lightly with his fingers, gesturing to everyone:

"I believe you all already know the reason for convening this meeting."

"Two questions..." Xiao Han said.

"First, the Soul Clan actually attacked Elder Ye Shenghan of the Langya Pavilion. How should we 'retaliate' against them?"

"Second, we..."

Before Xiao Han could finish speaking, he was suddenly interrupted by a voice:

"Reporting to the Pavilion Master, the Soul Hall's Vice Hall Master, Hun Ying... requests an audience!"

The person who came to report swallowed hard and said, "Are these Soul Clan people courting death?"

Just for the gazes of those high-ranking officials who could practically devour someone alive, they still dared to come against the wind. They are truly brave!

"Hun Ying? Soul Hall?" Xiao Han leaned against the armrest and sneered.

"It seems the Soul Clan really has a lot of courage!"

"Let him in."

"Yes!"

The person who reported returned less than ten minutes later with Hun Ying, gave the latter a murderous look, and then quietly withdrew, leaving the Vice Hall Master to bear the murderous aura alone.

"Pfft!" Just as Hun Ying was facing the crowd in silence, a muffled sound rang out. Ye Jianxin expressionlessly flicked the handrail, which had turned to dust in his palm, and sent it flying.

Hun Ying was also inwardly groaning. What the hell was going on?! The order was issued by the clan, and the person carrying it out was a strong member of the clan, yet they had to send him, the second-in-command of an outer force, to deliver the message.

Although he is a Three-Star Dou Sheng, he is not so arrogant as to think he can escape from a room full of powerful people. If he is not careful, he will die without a burial place.

"Vice Hall Master Hun Ying, what brings you here today?" Xiao Han asked with a half-smile.

"Could it be that Hun Miesheng wants to issue a challenge to the Langya Pavilion?"

The closer he got to the end, the colder his tone became.

Although Hun Ying was panicking inside, he showed no fear on his face. After all, he represented the honor of the Soul Clan, so how could he show any cowardice?

He immediately said, "Pavilion Master Su, I have come here hoping that our two families can mend our old relationship."

"Reconcile?" Xiao Han repeated, and everyone chuckled inwardly.

"When have our two families ever been on good terms?" Xiao Han asked, feigning surprise, his tone extremely sincere.

Hun Ying froze, his lips twitching. Can't you tell I'm just being polite? Is it fun to undermine him?

Suppress your urge to argue, or you really won't be able to get out of here today.

Hun Ying chuckled, "Your esteemed Young Master Ye is currently a guest in our clan..."

"Boom!" Ye Jianxin could no longer contain his anger and was about to explode on the spot.

"Old Ye, calm down!" Xiao Han used the pressure of Nine Star Dou Sheng to control the figure that was about to get up, and secretly transmitted his voice.

"Huff... huff... huff..." After repeating this several times, Ye Jianxin barely managed to suppress his desire to kill his opponent.

Hun Ying, seemingly unaware, said, "Our clan hopes to establish a five-year Peace Treaty with the Langya Pavilion, exchanging resources and engaging in more exchanges."

"This is a token of our clan's sincerity." As Hun Ying spoke, he took out a ball of light. Before anyone could react, the ball of light appeared in Xiao Han's hand.

Xiao Han pointed a finger, and the image in the ball of light appeared before everyone's eyes.

The content is not much; it simply shows Ye Shenghan sitting cross-legged in a square, chained up and covered in wounds. Although he looks like he has suffered greatly, his eyes are still bright and his expression is cold, revealing no emotion.

"Damn it!" someone cursed under their breath, while most others remained silent, clenching their fists so tightly that the veins on their hands bulged.

Sharp gazes were all directed at the central Hun Ying. With just a command, they could instantly kill or capture the latter and prepare it for their own purposes.

"Now, let me show you the sincerity of the Langya Pavilion."

For some reason, Hun Ying had a bad feeling.

The thought had barely formed when...

"Ugh!" Hun Ying felt a lightness on his left side. Looking down, he was horrified to find that his left arm had vanished. The pervasive Cold Qi slowed his nerves and instantly froze his blood, preventing a single drop from flowing out.

Then came intense pain.

"Throw him out!" That was the last thing Hun Ying heard before he lost consciousness.