C15 (2/2)

Even if Jun Lin Yue used all the blood essence in his body, he still wouldn't be able to break out of this formless yet deadly shackle. In the end, he turned his gaze towards the eldest wife who had been sitting up high, and his thoughts became complicated.

It seemed that he had overestimated himself. He had just received the inheritance and was already showing off his strength before he had even started cultivating. If he could focus on his research for a period of time, he wouldn't have waited for death to come.

With regret in his heart, Jun Lanyue waited for the blade to pierce into his chest.

His face was filled with happiness. He did not care whether Jun Lin Yue was hurt or not, and shouted in a coarse voice, ”All four conditions have been fulfilled. Brat, quickly hand Miss Xi'er over. From now on, you can cry and grieve however you wish.”

”Why, why!” Jun Lin Yue stared at the mysterious woman, his eyes filled with tears. He really couldn't understand why his mother would still want to kill him even when she was still alive.

The mysterious woman had long anticipated that Jun Lin Yue would find it hard to accept this piece of news. She sighed in her heart, as her face was covered by a veil, but she didn't reply.

”Little Wu, it's done.” The first wife said, ”Hand over Miss Xi'er. It's getting late. If anything happens to Miss Xi'er, your little life won't be able to bear it.”

When Jun Lin Yue heard these words, he pulled out some thoughts from his sorrow. He was a marquis himself, but the meaning behind his first wife's words was that Xi Er's status was even more precious than his. This was worth considering.

”What, you still want to think about it?” The first wife said coldly, ”I've already done what I promised you. Could it be that you want to push yourself even further, thinking that you can do whatever you want with Miss Xi'er in your hands?”

The first wife stood up and unrestrainedly released the aura of a Martial Master. The aura that could topple mountains and overturn the seas caused Jun Lanyue's heart to freeze. The old man and the middle-aged man both had expressions of praise on their faces.

”Worse comes to worst, I'll just take your head and apologize.” The First Wife smiled sweetly. ”I wonder if Little Wu feels that his life isn't as precious as gold?”

It seemed like the First Wife had already lost her patience. Jun Lanyue had already obtained what he wanted, so it wasn't wise for him to make a ruckus. Thus, he could only tell the First Wife where Tang An and Zhao Yi were hiding.

”Uncle Rong, quickly bring someone to bring Miss Xi'er back. If you encounter any resistance, kill her!” the First Lady ordered.

Jun Linyue turned pale with fright, shouting loudly, ”Stop!” Tang An and Zhao Huaimo do not even pose the slightest threat to the Golden Scale Guards, so do not hurt them. ”

Uncle Rong arrogantly replied, ”This subordinate will make his judgement.”

”No, I'll go with you!” Jun Lanyue hurriedly stood up and was about to follow Uncle Rong out when he was stopped by the middle-aged man. He sneered, ”Who knows if you're telling the truth or not. You can't go anywhere until Miss Xi'er is rescued!”

”What I said was the truth. You can all go together!”