No one knew how long Su Che had been gone.
The night wind rustled the banana leaves. Zhu'er looked at the greenery by the wall and furrowed her brow tightly.
She did not like her lady working with those people. Those people had also taken part in, and contributed to, the old matter of their ancestors being sealed away.
They were all cut from the same cloth as the Yellow Heaven Sect, the Celestial Master Sect, the Divine Firmament Sect, and that damned Mysterious Capital Palace.
"We should have killed him."
Zhu'er said viciously, "That brat reeks of the Buddhist School. He must taste delicious once eaten."
"Not necessarily. This man's depths cannot be fathomed; perhaps he has other abilities as well. And this is Ci Prefecture. If we alert Su Che and make him realize the full chain of events here, it will only cause trouble."
Lady Xie said, half sighing and half relieved, "This move failed to trap him. I fear we will not be able to scheme against him again in the future."
"Hm?"
Zhu'er was a surviving descendant of the ancient Zhu Yan. This strange beast fed on the baleful aura of war and calamity and loved nothing more than spreading conflict and disaster. She was combative by nature, and the tranquil life in this little courtyard made her feel uncomfortable all over.
Yet this sort of conspiracy-spreading business also suited her nature. She listened intently as Lady Xie continued.
"The fact that Prince of Wuling is a Demon Embryo is probably no longer a secret. The Emperor has not moved against him because his son is meant to be used where he should be used. Even if he is dead, his death must have value."
"So he sent Prince of Wuling to Ci Prefecture in