The Blood-Colored Domain slowly dissipated.
The afterglow of the setting sun spilled back into the forest.
It was as though nothing had happened.
Tang Shuo withdrew his fist, glanced at the corpses on the ground, then turned to Qian Renxue.
"Let's go."
"It'll be dark soon."
Qian Renxue did not move.
She walked over to the corpse of a black-clad assassin, crouched down, and felt around the back of his neck.
A moment later, she rose to her feet.
A small, pitch-black token now lay in her palm.
A vicious spider emblem was engraved upon it.
Qian Renxue stared at the token, her golden eyes ice-cold.
Tang Shuo walked over.
"What is that?"
"Spirit Hall's 'Web.'"
Qian Renxue's voice revealed no emotion.
"The Pope's personal assassination force."
"It seems your existence has already made her unable to eat or sleep in peace."
Tang Shuo nodded thoughtfully.
"Bibi Dong..."
"That woman really is..."
For a moment, he could not find a suitable word to describe her.
Calling her decisive would be accurate.
The instant she discovered a threat, she moved to eliminate it regardless of the cost.
Calling her foolish would also be accurate.
The people she had sent were simply not enough.
Qian Renxue put away the token, turned around, and gave Tang Shuo a deep look.
"You don't need to concern yourself with this."
"I'll handle it."
Her tone brooked no argument.
"Once we return to the academy, focus on preparing for the Advanced Soul Master Tournament."
"Leave everything else to me."
Tang Shuo looked at her.
He caught a trace of genuine anger in her eyes.
That anger was not directed at him.
It was directed at the person who had issued the order.
He nodded.
"Alright."
Heaven Dou City, the Crown Prince's Eastern Palace.
The study