"Where's Dai Yutian?" Xiao Lingmeng withdrew her gaze from Cao De's departing figure and turned to ask.
"Dai Yutian tried to escape, but the Titled Douluo at the Holy Son's side knocked him unconscious and brought him back," Xiao Leng reported truthfully.
"Brought him back, did they?" A smile hung on Xiao Lingmeng's face, but her words were icy cold.
"Kill all the powerful Soul Masters, and kill any soldiers who resist. Then bring all of Dai Yutian's wives and children to the hall."
With that, Xiao Lingmeng strode toward the palace. The floor of the palace hall was still open, and the guard commander's corpse lay in a pool of blood to one side.
At the sight of this bloody scene, Xiao Lingmeng's expression did not change in the slightest. She merely gave it a cursory glance.
She carefully surveyed the palace.
Before long, Xiao Leng and two Soul Douluos escorted Dai Yutian inside. Behind him, five women and Dai Mubai were also being escorted by a group of Soul Saints.
"Miss, only Dai Weisi is missing. Everyone else is here," Xiao Leng said.
Xiao Lingmeng nodded.
At the sight of Xiao Lingmeng's face, Dai Yutian's heart trembled. Just as he had thought, his Lingmeng's face had been restored.
He struggled experimentally a few times, then said gently, "Lingmeng, what are you doing?"
Xiao Lingmeng chuckled. Ignoring Dai Yutian's question, she walked straight up to a beautiful woman.
She took a dagger from her Storage Soul Tool and lightly tapped the woman's face with it.
Crisp slapping sounds rang out.
Xiao Lingmeng smiled and said, "This is your first wife, isn't it?"
The woman tried to back away in terror, but she was held firmly in place. She screamed in fright, "You little bitch! What are you trying to