Young Master Luo felt awful.
Extremely, especially, utterly awful.
He had thought himself clever and tried to ruin Luo Xi's opportunity, but who could have expected that she would come away without a scratch, while he himself ended up offending Luo Yan? He had truly lost the wife and the soldiers besides.
Not far away, Granny Wuyin let out a long breath of turbid air, finally suppressing the anger in her heart.
She forced out a faint smile and said slowly, "Just now, this old woman was indeed too impulsive. I hope fellow Daoist will forgive me."
Though the Luo Family was far inferior to Pure Bliss Mansion, it was by no means some small household. Through year after year of management, the deep credibility it had accumulated, along with the Ouyang Family as its backer, made its strength not to be underestimated.
Unless absolutely necessary, Granny Wuyin was not willing to make an enemy of them, so she immediately spoke to smooth things over.
Seeing this, Luo Yan's expression eased somewhat, and he was just about to ask a question—
Suddenly, his heart stirred, and his gaze turned to the black-robed youth at the side.
"Sky Devil Mountain?"
His eyes narrowed slightly. After sizing him up carefully for a moment, he said with a solemn expression, "If Luo has not seen wrongly, your excellency is the true disciple under Blood Moon Devil Lord, Dugu Jue, who once relied on his strength alone to slay the Five Ghosts of the Burial Ground?"
As his words fell, Young Master Luo's expression changed drastically. He looked at Dugu Jue in fear, as if he had seen a ghost.
This peerless heavenly talent from far beyond in the Hong Domain had a fierce name that still rang in his ears like thunder even