Shen Haoran glanced indifferently at the unconscious Jin Zhengtian, then put away his Soul-devouring Sword and slowly walked to the bed. Seeing Lady Ya's reddened eyes and exposed body, Shen Haoran took a black robe from his Storage Ring and gently draped it over her.
"Why? Why did this happen?" Lady Ya looked at Shen Haoran and murmured, not understanding. She had already agreed to the Bai Family's demands, so why would they still treat her this way?
But Shen Haoran didn't answer her question. Instead, he sat down on the edge of the bed, placed his right hand on Lady Ya's fair wrist, and channeled the Power of Chaos from his body into hers. The aphrodisiac the Bai Family had given her still lingered in her system. Although the drug wasn't physically harmful, it clouded the mind, so Shen Haoran decided to neutralize it first.
As the Power of Chaos flowed into her, Lady Ya's hazy eyes slowly cleared, but her gaze toward Shen Haoran was still filled with confusion.
"Sigh... This world has always been a cruel place. Your kindness will only bring you harm," Shen Haoran said with a long sigh, his eyes full of sympathy. "You agreed to the Bai Family's terms for your mother's dying wish, but to them, you're nothing more than a tool. They don't want a tool with a will of its own. That's why they offered you to this so-called Prince. Once the two of you were intimate, you would have no choice but to comply, even if you refused."
'A tool?' Lady Ya gave a dry laugh, her face filled with self-mockery. When her gaze swept over the still-breathing Jin Zhengtian, her eyes suddenly turned sharp. Ignoring her weakened body, she struggled out of bed, snatched the Soul-devouring Sword from Shen Haoran's hand, and staggered toward Jin Zhengtian.
Lady Ya stood beside Jin Zhengtian and looked down at him, her expression icy. "If my kindness will ultimately harm me and those around me, then I'll sever it. If the Bai Family is no longer the one my mother hoped for, then I'll rebuild it! And it all starts with you!" With that, Lady Ya fiercely plunged the Soul-devouring Sword in her hand into the unconscious Jin Zhengtian's chest.
SQUELCH...
The sharp Soul-devouring Sword pierced Jin Zhengtian's heart as if it were tofu. Crimson blood sprayed out, splattering across Lady Ya's snow-white skin and giving her a ghastly appearance.
Seemingly unfazed by the warm blood on her face, Lady Ya pulled out the Soul-devouring Sword with a look of indifference. She gave Shen Haoran a detached glance before her body gave way, and she collapsed backward. Her weakened state could no longer support her. She had fainted.
Shen Haoran flashed forward, instantly appearing behind Lady Ya to catch her. Gazing at her pale face, speckled with blood, he sighed heavily. 'The Lady Ya who normally wouldn't even step on an ant has actually killed someone today, and without a moment's hesitation.' He could tell from the look she had given him just now that the kind Lady Ya was no more. In her place, perhaps, would be a Lady Ya as cold as ice.
Shen Haoran retrieved the Soul-devouring Sword, picked up Lady Ya, and vanished from the room in a flash. As he left, the Spiritual Thought that had enveloped the room slowly dissipated. The entire room collapsed with a BOOM, kicking up a cloud of dust. The massive commotion alerted the Bai Family's Martial Artists, and in an instant, the once-quiet Bai Family estate erupted into chaos...
「A short while later, in the Bai Family's meeting hall...」
Bai Hong stared at Jin Zhengtian's body, which had been dug out from the rubble. His expression was so dark it looked like water could drip from it. Jin Zhengtian's body was already cold and stiff. One of his arms was missing, its whereabouts unknown. His eyes were wide open, his face a mask of terror.
"Bai Hong, I need you to give our Vajra Ape Race an explanation! Why did a Prince of our clan die in your Bai Family's home!" an envoy from the Vajra Ape Race bellowed at Bai Hong from the side.
"Liao Envoy, please let me explain. The Bai Family absolutely did its best to protect your noble Prince. However, we didn't hear a single sound when this happened today. It seems the one who assassinated your Prince is an absolute expert, capable of evading our senses. I believe the perpetrator's intention was to frame the Bai Family and sabotage the cooperation between our clans. I hope the Liao Envoy can see the truth of this matter," Bai Hong said, looking at Jin Zhengtian's corpse before cupping his fist toward the Vajra Ape Race's envoy.
"Hmph, Bai Hong, since Prince Jin Zhengtian died in your Bai Family's territory, you must take responsibility. Otherwise, I will report this back to my clan. When that happens, forget about just canceling our cooperation—the Vajra Ape Race will ally with the Snow Wolf Race and flatten your Fox Race!" the Liao Envoy said with a cold expression.
Hearing this, Bai Hong's face darkened even further. He snarled, "Is the Liao Envoy threatening me?"
"What do you think? It is your Fox Race that needs something from our Vajra Ape Race. You can barely protect yourselves as it is and have long since lost your former glory. You had better give me a satisfactory explanation right now. Otherwise..." The Liao Envoy sneered at Bai Hong, his threatening tone unmistakable.
Hearing the Liao Envoy's words, Bai Hong's eyes narrowed, a dangerous light flashing within them. In the next moment, his figure flickered and vanished from his spot.
SQUELCH... When Bai Hong reappeared, he was already in front of the Liao Envoy. His hand, shaped like a blade, had pierced straight through the envoy's chest, sending a spray of blood and mangled organs flying.
"Ugh... Bai Hong, you..." The Liao Envoy stared at Bai Hong, his eyes full of disbelief. He never imagined that Bai Hong would dare to attack him.
"No one who threatens me lives to tell the tale," Bai Hong whispered in the Liao Envoy's ear, his icy voice making the envoy feel as if he had been plunged into Nine Netherworld Hell. He couldn't comprehend why Bai Hong would be so bold. His fading consciousness and the cold spreading through his body told him his life was about to end.
Bai Hong pulled his hand from the Liao Envoy's chest, and the envoy's body slumped to the ground. Wiping the blood from his hand, Bai Hong glanced at the bodies of Jin Zhengtian and the Liao Envoy, his eyes filled with cold indifference.
"Second Uncle, isn't this... a bit unwise? After all, we still need the Vajra Ape Race's help," Bai Shuo asked in a low voice, glancing at the two corpses on the floor.
"Hmph, what's unwise about it? Go kill all the other envoys from the Vajra Ape Race, then dump their bodies in the Snow Wolf Race's territory. The real show is just beginning," Bai Hong said, a cruel smile touching his lips.
"Second Uncle, you mean... frame the Snow Wolf Race for this?" A flash of shock crossed Bai Shuo's eyes, quickly replaced by a look of delight.
"For this, I really must thank the person who killed Jin Zhengtian!" Bai Hong mused, staring at Jin Zhengtian's corpse as the image of Shen Haoran abruptly flashed through his mind.
'Shen Haoran, is it? Interesting...'
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