Chapter 1437 - 420: Wait, Who Exactly Are Your Wife and Child? (6k)_4

Yu Yan put away the jade scroll and glanced up at Zhao Muye, who was devouring his food, speaking softly, "Cousin, I have something to take care of and need to leave for a while."

Zhao Muye waved his greasy hand, "Alright, alright, take care, so I won’t wait for you?"

"No need to wait." Yu Yan elegantly wiped the corner of her mouth and stood up, tidying her dress, "I’ll head home with Sister Yuzhu then."

"That Yuzhu girl is coming too?" Zhao Muye was taken aback, then his greasy face showed disdain.

"You call her your sister, yet she’s still stuck at the Divinity Transformation Realm Perfection, doesn’t cultivate properly each day, only knows how to run around aimlessly—she’s not even as good as you."

Yu Yan shot him a speechless glance, "Don’t criticize her first, if you encounter Yama again, don’t act impulsively."

"I know, I know!" Zhao Muye impatiently waved his hand, suddenly remembering something and rubbed the back of his head, "It’s good that you’re leaving, you’ve hit the back of my head so many times lately!"

Yu Yan gently shook her head and turned to Bai Xiang, who was quietly eating, "Old Bai, come out, I need to talk to you."

Bai Xiang silently put down the piece of meat and followed Yu Yan out of the private room under Zhao Muye’s puzzled gaze.

Arriving at the corridor outside the inn, Yu Yan glanced back at Zhao Muye inside, who was grabbing another beast leg to gnaw, and her fingertips tapped lightly to set up a sound insulation barrier.

"You should know," she lowered her voice, "who saved my cousin back in the Jiuli Dynasty, right?"

Bai Xiang nodded steadily, "I know, it was Zhou Qing of the Taiqing Sect, of the Holy Martial Dynasty. The current ’Master Qingzhou’ within the Shen Family is also him."

Yu Yan’s eyes flashed with seriousness, "Don’t tell him about the current situation with Master Zhou in the Shen Family. He’s thoughtless and may ruin Master Zhou’s plans."

"Of course, I understand that." Bai Xiang’s rugged face showed rare caution, "Which is why I was the first to inform you after discovering Master Qingzhou is actually Master Zhou Qing."

"That’s good." Yu Yan relaxed slightly, "I’m going to find my cousin Yuzhu; she needs my assistance."

"You are relatively more steady. You know my cousin, straightforward, impulsive—be sure to restrain him when necessary."

Bai Xiang patted his chest, "Don’t worry, leave it to me!"

Yu Yan carefully reminded a few more things, then turned to leave.

When Bai Xiang returned to the private room, Zhao Muye was wiping his oily mouth with his sleeve, mumbling, "So sneaky, what did Yanzi say to you?"

Bai Xiang sat down with an unchanged expression, "Nothing, just praised how handsome and suave you are."

Upon hearing that, Zhao Muye immediately grinned and rubbed his oily hands on his lapel again, "That Yanzi has good taste, except she loves to hit people. And don’t be fooled by her lady-like demeanor; she hits hard and doesn’t hold back."

Bai Xiang silently picked up a piece of meat, refraining from further comment.

...

Meanwhile, in a dark cave mansion.

The night pearls embedded in the stone walls emit a dim light, illuminating a rough stone bed.

Yuzhu leans back on the stone bed, her sheer fabric lightly covering her, her snowy skin vaguely visible.

She supported her chin with one hand, her eyes filled with infatuation as she stared unblinkingly at the man opposite.

The man was bare-chested, his muscles were well-defined but covered in menacing scars.

He was slowly wiping a long, entirely black knife with a cloth stained with dark liquid.

The blade reflected a hidden cold light, seemingly capable of devouring the light, exuding a sinister aura.

"Yama~"

Yuzhu’s voice was sweet and coquettish.

"Who would have guessed—you saved me back then with a mask on, always so mysterious, and now you’re one of the four prodigies of the Yan Family!"

Yama’s hand paused slightly, turning his head slightly to reveal a sharply defined profile.

His lips curled into a mocking smile, but his eyes were cold and merciless.