Pei Xiewen didn’t say anything further and turned to look at Bi You several meters away before shifting his gaze onto Bi Xian. “Greetings, Matriarch Bi. You’re still as gorgeous as usual.” 𝚍ｎ𝚘ｖ𝚕．𝚘𝚛𝚐
Bi Xian glanced at him and returned with a charming smile. “Thank you for the compliment, Young Master Pei. However, you shouldn’t say such a thing to me next time. Do you know it’s rude?”
Pei Xiewen’s smile stiffened, and he responded. “My apology. There won’t be next time.”
“I hope so.” Bi Xian laughed elegantly and turned her head away.
“Hehe, Matriarch Bi. He will be your son-in-law soon. There’s no need to reprimand him. Don’t you think so?” Pei Wuwen looked at Bi Xian meaningfully.
Bi Xian tilted her head slightly as she replied. “They haven’t gotten married yet. So, his current status is nothing but a junior. Does Patriarch Pei think it’s appropriate for a junior to say something rude like that to me?”
Pei Wuwen’s eyes narrowed. His voice became colder as he said. “Of course, there’s nothing wrong with that since everything depends on the status… I would like to remind Matriarch Bi to think carefully again about your current status.”
“Thank you for reminding me. I am fully aware of my own status.” Bi Xian smiled charmingly and turned her head away, unbothered to further continue the conversation with Pei Wuwen.
“Hmph!” Pei Wuwen snorted coldly and glanced at his son. “After getting married, you have to teach that girl who’s in charge. If she’s not obedient, you can just beat her however you like. Understand?”
He didn’t intend to conceal his voice at all. Everyone in the arena could hear it clearly. They couldn’t help looking toward Bi You with sympathy.
A cold glint flashed across Bi Xian’s beautiful eyes and quickly disappeared in the next second.
“Don’t worry, I won’t let you face that terrible fate, even if I have to lose my life.” Bi Xian gave a reassuring look at her daughter.
A rare smile appeared on Bi You’s face, causing countless men staring at her to lose their minds.
“It’s fine, mother. You’ve sacrificed enough. It should be my turn now.” Bi You said softly, but her voice was filled with firm determination.
“Don’t say that. We still have a chance.” Bi Xian held her daughter’s hand tightly.
Bi You didn’t say anything further, merely smiling.
“Here they are.” Lang Mo suddenly said while looking toward the entrance.
At this moment, a group of people led by Huoyun Yurou slowly stepped into the arena. Their arrival caused a commotion among the crowd. Some of them didn’t know who they were, and some were well aware of their situations.
“She has really made a breakthrough.” Lang Mo kept staring at Huoyun Yurou thoughtfully.
“Heh. It doesn’t matter.” Zi Jinghu sneered disdainfully. One Huoyun Yurou wouldn’t change anything in this situation.
“You shouldn’t underestimate her. Back in her heyday, Senior Tianqi had to respect her some points.” Lang Mo gave a reminder.
Zi Jinghu curled his lips without replying. Lang Mo’s words couldn’t convince him.
Meanwhile, Tianqi Junlai glanced at Huoyun Yurou briefly. More precisely, he was looking at Yun Lintian. No one knew what he was thinking at the moment.
Yun Lintian perceived Tianqi Junlai’s gaze, but he didn’t feel anything much. When he left the Nine Profound Pavilion, he had already expected Tianqi Junlai to discover his action. Judging by his gaze earlier, it seemed he had already figured out that Yun Lintian was the one who stole the Golden Tribulation Armor away.
“It’s him?” Bi Xian asked while looking at Yun Lintian curiously.
“Yes.” A splendor light flashed through Bi You’s eyes as she responded.
Bi Xian observed Yun Lintian carefully. Except for his handsome appearance, she didn’t find anything special about him, which made her doubt a little.
Bi You was naturally aware of her mother’s thoughts, but she offered no explanation. She let Yun Lintian’s action prove everything later.
Being observed by two beautiful women, Yun Lintian felt strange in his heart. He was wondering whether his identity had been exposed already. Why would they look at him like that?
On the side, Pei Xiewen saw this scene. His brows involuntarily knitted together as he doubted Yun Lintian’s identity. The last time they met in the auction, Yun Lintian showed an aggressive attitude toward him. This matter had always disturbed him all this time… Did I meet him somewhere before?
“Ah, I’m so disappointed. Do I really need to fight these trashes?” Pei Siwen had a bored expression. He was looking forward to seeing his opponent, but he didn’t expect them to be this weak. Especially the rat guy one. He was only at the first level of the Ruler Profound Realm. What kind of trash was that?
“Kill him if you have a chance.” Pei Siwen suddenly heard his brother’s voice resounded in his mind, causing him to turn to look at Pei Xiewen in puzzlement.
“You can’t be serious, right, Big Brother?” Pei Siwen asked in doubt.
“Just do as I said.” Pei Xiewen replied coldly.
“Fine.” Pei Siwen shook his head. He naturally didn’t have a problem killing Yun Lintian, but he was more curious about why his brother suddenly became like this.
Huoyun Yurou swept her gaze over everyone in the clan area and locked onto the seats with the Fire Cloud Rat Clan’s name engraved on them. These seats were located in the lowest area of all.
“How could they arrange the seats like this?” Jin Yang frowned in dissatisfaction.
“What? Do you have a problem?” Zi Jinghu asked with a disdain smile.
Jin Yang didn’t bother to take care of Zi Jinghu. He turned to Tianqi Junlai and asked. “Is this what you mean, Patriarch Tianqi?”
The crowd immediately quieted down. They were waiting to see a good show.
Tianqi Junlai smiled faintly as if nothing had happened. “This is what you all deserved. There’s nothing wrong with the arrangement.”
As soon as his voice fell, a powerful heatwave suddenly blew over him, causing his expression to change drastically.
Bang!
Tianqi Junlai felt as though he was hit by a heavy object on his face, and he immediately spurted out a mouthful of blood.
While everyone was startled, Tianqi Yi and Tianqi Er quickly stepped forward and erected a profound barrier around Tianqi Junlai.
“What do you mean by this, Huoyun Yurou?” Tianqi Yi stared coldly at Huoyun Yurou, who was slowly putting her crane down.