CHAPTER 370: CHAPTER 370, LIU RUYAN

The woman’s swan-like white and slender neck was forced high up, a Profound Black Eight-sided Han Sword hanging in front of her, its chilling tip poised one centimeter from her throat.

The icy Sword Qi seeped into her body from a distance, making her scalp tingle, goosebumps rising one by one on her creamy skin.

Her whole body was as rigid as a stone, not even daring to move a pinky. In the darkness, she had a clear premonition that any extreme reaction would result in the treasure sword before her instantly beheading her.

"Run, why aren’t you running?"

Accompanied by a teasing whisper from behind, the Profound Black Eight-sided Han Sword pressed against her throat, slowly moving forward, forcing the woman to step backward.

She kept retreating until she reached the dining table, where the terrifying treasure sword finally withdrew from her neck, standing upright as if guarding, suspended a meter above the ground.

Gulp~

Swallowing a mouthful of saliva, the homicidal intent like a bone stuck in her throat slightly dissipated, her tense nerves gradually relaxed, and she looked angrily at the black-clad youth.

A gentleman can be killed, not humiliated!

"Li..."

Bam!

Suddenly slapping the table, Zhu Haomiao sneered and interrupted.

"What do you mean by you!? Just a runaway slave, how dare you speak to your master like this?!"

"???!"

Since when did I become a runaway slave?!

As the woman stared wide-eyed, unable to comprehend, Zhu Haomiao sneered with an implied meaning.

"My Feng Zhaobai spent a considerable amount to buy you, and when you escaped from the Imperial City brothel while I was unprepared, if you dare to pull the same trick now, don’t blame me for being ruthless."

Feng Zhaobai?!!

Aren’t you Duke Yu Li Lin?

She blinked in confusion, and out of the corner of her eye, she noticed the shopkeeper sneaking peeks from the corner, a spirit light flickering in her mind.

This guy has changed his name to infiltrate Xiangdu!

What is he trying to do?!

Oh no!

The Heavenly Summit!

Her pupils contracted, and the woman suddenly realized.

The only thing significant enough to make the Great Commander of the Jinyi Guard, Duke Yu, personally infiltrate Xiangdu, must be the Heavenly Summit meant to discuss how to deal with court pressure!

Instantly, the woman couldn’t help but feel alarmed at Li Lin’s audacity.

To know, almost all the underworld forces would gather at the Heavenly Summit, with the main agenda of how to kill the Jinyi Guard, how to kill Duke Yu!

If Li Lin’s identity were exposed at that time...

Hiss!

Could it be that he’s truly not afraid of the heroes of the world ganging up against him?

Taking a breath of cold air inwardly, the woman looked at the calm and collected black-clad youth, only feeling that this guy acted eccentric, boastful, and fearless, making it impossible to guess his thoughts.

On the other side, noticing the woman’s frightened and wary gaze, Zhu Haomiao sneered coldly.

"Ru Yan, are you unconvinced?"

Buzz~

To reflect its master’s intent, the Eight-sided Han Sword suspended nearby quivered slightly, creating a crisp and fierce sword sound, scaring the woman into instinctively shrinking her neck a bit.

The back of her neck felt a chilling breeze, as if standing at the guillotine, the blade hanging behind her head. She hunched her fragrant shoulders, revealing a pitiful expression that even I would find endearing.

"I’m not called Ru Yan..."

Even if disciples of the Holy Sect don’t mind such details, they wouldn’t use their true names while refining their hearts in a brothel!

However, the black-clad youth ignored the pitiful gaze capable of melting most men’s hearts, waving his hand with cold contempt.

"Your true name means nothing to me; whatever I call you, that is what you are."

"From now on, you are called Ru Yan, hmm... with the surname Liu, Liu Ruyan."

"..."

Casually deciding her name, the youth’s imperious and ruthless words conveyed an overbearing strength.

The attitude that nonchalantly regarded her as no more than a straw dog made the woman both angry and afraid, experiencing for the first time a feeling of despair and helplessness between life and death dependent on another’s whim.

"Ru Yan."

Hearing the youth’s gentle call, the woman battled internally like Heavenly People, finally glancing at the eagerly moving Profound Black Eight-sided Han Sword at her side, her spirit dying, her shoulders slumping.

"This humble servant is here."

With her words of compromise, something seemed to shatter within the woman... or rather Liu Ruyan, her bright eyes becoming slightly dim.

Perceiving that an indelible demon obstacle was planted in her spirit, Zhu Haomiao subtly curled the corners of his mouth.

"Sit down, let’s eat together."

"Yes."

Seeing Liu Ruyan stupidly sit down, like a ruined puppet following his commands, Zhu Haomiao chuckled and shook his head, asked in a voice that only conveyed privately.

"You’re the Demon Sect’s Holy Maiden of this generation, right?"

Mentioning the Demon Sect, Liu Ruyan’s hollow vacant eyes gradually snapped back to reality, not even bothering to correct him that it’s the Holy Sect, nodding bitterly.

"Yes."

"So what do you know about the insider scoop of this Heavenly Summit you’re having?"

Upon hearing that, Liu Ruyan let out a self-mocking snicker, resigning to sealing the fate.

"No insider scoop, just a rabble of affairs, even if they hold another ten Heavenly Summits, nothing would come of it!"

"Oh? Why is that?"

"In the past, the Heavenly Summit was a meeting within the Holy Sect, possessing obligatory power; once a result is reached, it would be forcibly implemented."

"But this time, they’re imitating the righteous way to hold a Martial Arts Alliance Hierarch conference, the participants are simply scared by the court’s actions, having to band together for warmth..."

Speaking of this, Liu Ruyan glanced at the black-clad youth, with a wistful tone.

"Each of these people harbors ulterior motives, they pay lip service to righteousness, but the Holy Sect doesn’t have enough power to force them to execute the meeting results..."

"No, the meeting itself can’t even have a result—criminal elements center on themselves, this time’s banding together for warmth is merely a knee-jerk reaction seeking psychological comfort, once specific execution touching interests is involved, they’ll procrastinate endlessly."

Murmuring, Liu Ruyan shook her head forlornly.

"A scattered sandpile, not worth plotting with."

Noting Liu Ruyan’s heartfelt disdain, Zhu Haomiao gazed admiringly at her.

This belonger of ’Being amidst the mountain’ managed to break free from her own trappings, rising to a higher vantage point to scrutinize the problem, arriving at conclusions that coincided with his own, indicating she possesses an extraordinary keen insight.

Thoroughly observing and sensing, Zhu Haomiao detected a subtle aura of fate from her, relaxing into a smile.

A similar aura was found on Yin Kejun’s body, a sign of blessing from Heavenly Dao.

It’s akin to a ’Child of Destiny’ in preparation.

But unlike Zhao Nuo, the appointed ’Heavenly Destiny Main Character’, they are merely ’sidekicks’ on the stage of fate, and may not meet favorable ends in the vast tide of this era.

No, wait!

The river of fate is ever-changing; on a grander scale, even Zhao Nuo may not be the ’Heavenly Destiny Main Character’.

National fortune clash, Heavenly Destiny jostling, the winner becomes king, the loser aspires hard to avoid capture!

Arising with understanding, Zhu Haomiao, with mindful contemplation, nodded slightly, looking at the complacent appearing Liu Ruyan.

"So, do you think the Martial Arts Alliance Hierarch conference on the righteous path’s side will ultimately yield any results?"