CHAPTER 685: CHAPTER 552: THE THREE LEADERS

After leaving the camp of the Heavenly Venerate, Ye Lingyue was still pondering his words.

The illness of Feng Xun was indeed related to Emperor Beiqing.

Why would it be Emperor Beiqing, Ye Lingyue had heard that Emperor Beiqing was very fond of Feng Xun, even more so than his own offspring.

Feng Xun and Emperor Beiqing’s affection should also be very deep, after all, Emperor Beiqing is one of the few relatives Feng Xun has in the world.

Ye Lingyue hesitated, wondering how to convey this matter to Feng Xun.

After thinking for a long time, Ye Lingyue decided to not mention this matter to Feng Xun for now.

Without any evidence, not to mention Feng Xun, even Ye Lingyue herself found it unbelievable, after all, that person was Emperor Beiqing.

Emperor Beiqing’s power was overwhelming; why would he need to frame his own nephew? If he really wanted to harm Feng Xun, he wouldn’t have saved him back then.

Thinking of Feng Xun, Ye Lingyue felt a bit melancholic, the coronation anniversary of Emperor Beiqing was approaching, and the day to respond to Feng Xun was also getting closer.

With a few more troubles in her heart, Ye Lingyue returned to the City Lord’s Mansion.

"Sister Yue, is there a guest in the mansion?"

Long Baobao saw the carriage stopped outside the City Lord’s Mansion.

Ye Lingyue looked up and saw, standing beside the carriage, an old acquaintance, Sword Slave.

When Sword Slave saw Ye Lingyue, he showed a respectful expression, and in his hand, he held a tiger-head broadsword.

That tiger-head broadsword, made of Nirvana Iron, weighed over a hundred pounds and was taller than half a person.

It was during their time in the second Xingxiu Cave that Sword Slave broke a Light Talisman Ball and obtained the Nirvana Iron used to refine it.

Initially, Ye Lingyue had promised Sword Slave to help him refine a new sword, and later, she indeed made one for him.

After receiving the sword, Sword Slave was even more respectful toward Ye Lingyue. When they met, he was almost ready to call her Young Madam.

"Marquis Yue, you’re back." Sword Slave grinned and smiled.

Long Baobao was curiously sizing up Sword Slave, then looking at the sword in his hand, his eyes immediately filled with excitement, showing his usual curiosity.

Sure enough, despite the difference in height and age, Long Baobao started circling around Sword Slave, inquiring about the sword.

Ye Lingyue, however, quickly walked towards the inside of the mansion.

Since Sword Slave was a guard of Feng Xun, Sword Slave’s arrival meant that Feng Xun...

Feng Xun had also arrived. How could he suddenly come to Mercenary City, could it be because of their previous agreement.

Since when had Feng Xun become so aggressive?

Thinking of this, Ye Lingyue suddenly felt as if there were drums beating in her heart, up and down.

When Ye Lingyue saw Feng Xun, he was chatting with Yan Jiu, and they seemed quite familiar.

"Do you know Yan Jiu?"

Ye Lingyue was surprised, Feng Xun was so familiar with Yan Jiu?

"Eh, didn’t Feng or Wu Zhong tell you that Feng Xun is the second in command of the Underworld Yama Palace?" Yan Jiu, upon hearing this, looked incredulous.

He thought that Ye Lingyue had known all along, or was it that Wu Zhong and Feng Xun had never told Ye Lingyue that they were actually...

Yan Jiu was about to say something, but noticing Feng Xun’s eye signal, he swallowed back his words.

He endured the difficulty, and to cover up the awkwardness, he could only sullenly grab a cup of tea and gulp down a few mouthfuls.

Ye Lingyue was stunned right away. Looking at Feng Xun, who was slowly sipping tea, she felt a whirlwind of confusion.

She had known early on that apart from Wu Zhong and Yan Jiu, there was a second key figure in the Underworld Yama Palace.

However, having known Wu Zhong and Yan Jiu for so long, she had never heard them mention who this second key figure was.

Ye Lingyue could never have imagined that it would be Feng Xun.

Gentle and polished like jade, the head of Beiqing Feng Mansion, Feng Xun, in no way could Ye Lingyue associate him with the Underworld Yama Palace.

"But isn’t Wu Zhong Feng Xun’s Shadow Guard? How could he belong to the Underworld Yama Palace? Yan Jiu, tell me the truth, did you and Wu Zhong coerce Feng Xun to join the Underworld Yama Palace by force?" Ye Lingyue stood protectively in front of Feng Xun, like a mother hen shielding her chicks.

How could the frail Feng Xun be associated with the bloody dealings of the Underworld Yama Palace?

"Pfft!" Seeing Ye Lingyue’s posture and then looking at Feng Xun, who was smiling charmingly behind her, Yan Jiu felt a shiver down his spine.

"Who, who coerced whom? Yan Jiu, did you hide something disgraceful from me again? Huh, Brother-in-law Feng, how come you are here?"

Just then, Lan Cai’er arrived, accompanied by Long Baobao and Little Zhiyo.

Little Zhiyo saw Miss Feng and joyfully ran over, lying on his knees.

"It’s an injustice! Listen, wife, sister-in-law, do I look like that kind of person? Who’s dragging whom to doom is still up in the air," protested Yan Jiu.

Previously, Wu Zhong had always secretly said that Feng Xun was the most cunning and scheming of all.

He never believed it, but seeing it today, it was indeed so.

Look at Wu Zhong, unloved by father and mother.

And then look at Feng Xun, just arriving and already there’s a sense of his presence illuminating the room. Not only Ye Lingyue, who guarded like an eagle protecting its chicks, his own wife too had a flattering, ingratiating manner towards him; Ye Lingyue’s haughty and proud little creature was also completely obedient to Feng Xun.

Even Long Baobao was shyly gazing at Feng Xun behind Ye Lingyue.

From all angles, Yan Jiu felt that Feng Xun possessed a natural ability to evoke women’s maternal instincts.

Thinking this, Yan Jiu felt sour. He uncompromisingly wrapped his arms around his own woman, Lan Cai’er, to protect her from Feng Xun’s influence.

"I can’t stand it anymore, Feng San, you tell them, have I ever forced you? Counting the time, you joined the Underworld Yama Palace about the same time as me," Yan Jiu huffed.

"Ling Yue, sister-in-law, you’ve all misunderstood. Yan Jiu and I have known each other for a long time. The Hall Master of the Underworld Yama Palace is me," Feng Xun said with a calm smile.

From this point on, Ye Lingyue and Lan Cai’er knew that the massive and powerful Underworld Yama Palace, to put it plainly, was the product of the three of them working together.

Ghost Emperor Wu Zhong, he’s like a dragon roaming the four seas, possessing the power to overlook the world.

Hall Master Feng Xun, he’s like a phoenix soaring through the skies, supervising the daily operations of the Underworld Yama Palace.

City Lord Yan Jiu, he’s like a panther racing through the field, managing the eighteen Yan Cities.

Due to the close cooperation of these three, the Underworld Yama Palace was able to become the terrifying power of Qing Province Continent in such a short time.

Both Ye Lingyue and Lan Cai’er felt shaken after hearing this.

These three men, with completely different styles, personalities, and appearances, are like the Sun, Moon, and Stars, shining together while supporting each other.