Terrifying power.

An unassuming yet oppressive force.

It rendered the entire entertainment venue silent, rather than chaotic.

The manager in the hall immediately arranged security to prevent anyone from approaching and forbade calling the police, declaring to the outsiders that it was just renovation!

...

Sitting in a corner of the couch, the robed man Merlin was also startled by this sudden surge of power and couldn't help but take another look.

The glass cup was intact.

But its base was firmly embedded in the table.

Fang Yu also put down the wine bottle he was holding.

The hint of drunkenness dissipated with the growing tension in the air.

Crossing his arms and cocking a leg up, he said, "Miss Ziwei, are you trying to scare me?"

"Mister Fang is a unique talent of our era; Ziwei wouldn't dare threaten him… I just want a serious answer," Emperor Ziwei said softly.

Fang Yu chuckled.

He uncrossed his legs and sat up straight.

With a smile vanishing from his face, his eyes deepened.

"Miss Ziwei, you've never revealed your identity to me in person, and I, for one, am rather foolish. You just mentioned that Lou Shan is under you, right? Does that mean you are the current Empress of Tiandu Mountain?"

Emperor Ziwei remained silent.

Her gaze intently fixed on Fang Yu.

Clearly, she knew Fang Yu was playing dumb on purpose.

They had already nearly covered everything during their first meeting; how could he possibly not guess her identity?

"Pretending to be ignorant," Ziwei said lightly.

"Miss Ziwei… I think it's you who's pretending to be ignorant… I remember telling you at the concert that I detest these flies buzzing at my doorstep. Yet... here they are. Fifteen of Circulation Heaven Position, and two of Supreme Heavenly Rank. You really want to put me in a deadly situation."

Upon hearing this.

Emperor Ziwei chuckled and said:

"Yet, you are very much alive. Those who died are my people."

"Fifteen of Circulation Heaven Position is a small loss to you… but this Dark Temple Hall Master made you grieve? I don't believe that," Fang Yu said with a smile.

"Mister Fang, why would you say that?"

"He had the Fire Dragon Order in his hands," Fang Yu said.

In reality.

Emperor Ziwei was well aware of the day's battle scene. After the Master of the Wind Divine Temple, Ji Wenxuan, returned to Tiandu Mountain, he reported everything to Emperor Ziwei. She was initially shocked, having thought that Fang Yu was just a Saint Rank Doctor with profound medical skills, yet his combat power was terrifyingly powerful, even possessing a Supreme Yang Body resistant to the Fire Dragon Order.

However...

This Fire Dragon Order was truly not her directive. But, that wasn't enough to astound her.

Fang Yu continued:

"This Fire Dragon Order is a Heaven Rank Magic Artifact, leading among the Five Elements, even common Supreme Heavenly Rank powerhouses can't contend with it. Holding the Fire Dragon Order is like wielding a sharp weapon! I don't believe Miss Ziwei would entrust such an important item to him… Therefore, I have every reason to suspect he stole the Fire Dragon Order… How fortuitous, I happened upon him and conveniently helped you eradicate a traitor and clean your house. You should thank me."

He spoke seamlessly.

Thinking about it carefully, it made sense.

When Ziwei learned that Lou Shan had the Fire Dragon Order, she was indeed annoyed. But the man was already dead; there was nothing left to punish. This was the reason why, back in Tiandu Mountain Hall, many suggested avenging Lou Shan and sending people to Jiangzhou, but Ziwei refused.

In Ziwei's view, disloyal people, even in death, do not deserve sympathy.

At this point,

Emperor Ziwei chuckled lightly, a spring breeze in her smile—

"Then let me toast to Mister Fang for helping me clean house."

She actually picked up a bottle of wine, poured a drink, and offered a toast.

Fang Yu smiled and said, "I didn't expect that you've been in Jiangzhou for only a few days, yet you know so well about drinking."

After a cup of wine, there was no feeling.

"Mr. Fang, the management of the Seventy-two Sects has always been in the hands of the Divine Hall Masters of the Five Great Divine Palaces. The Hall Masters are very busy managing myriad affairs and most of the time they do not interfere with the daily affairs of the Seventy-two Sects. I apologize for this incident, and I assure you, from now on no one will bother Mr. Fang."

"Thanks," Fang Yu said as he drank another cup of wine.

...

At this point, Ziwei gazed directly at Fang Yu's face, smiled slightly, and said, "Mr. Fang, then, can we talk about the conditions between us?"

"Conditions?" Fang Yu thought for a moment and said, "I understand... I've thought about it after going back during this period."

"Please speak, Mr. Fang."

"I've found that among the conditions you provided, only one truly satisfies me; the others are of no value to me," said Fang Yu with a smile.

"Which condition?"

"To devote yourself to me," Fang Yu smiled.

Upon hearing these four words, Emperor Ziwei slightly frowned.

Fang Yu completely disregarded her expression and continued, "In addition to that, I have thought of a few more conditions."

"Please speak, Mr. Fang."

"Firstly, I will accept the Fire Dragon Order, but Tiandu Mountain had better not have any crooked ideas about seizing it; secondly, Tiandu Mountain must not set foot in the cities, including Jiangzhou or Yanjing; thirdly, from now on, Tiandu Mountain must stay within its bounds and not interfere in the affairs of Martial Artists and ordinary people."

Snap!

Before the fourth condition was mentioned, Emperor Ziwei suddenly lifted her hand and smacked the table.

How could the table possibly withstand her power? It shattered instantly.

"Daydreaming... Tiandu Mountain has developed to this point, for what, for the welfare of the people and Cultivators across the world, it's the future of humanity. These three conditions of yours are equivalent to putting Tiandu Mountain into a death cell. Mr. Fang... are you sincere at all?"

"Just kidding, no need to take it seriously," Fang Yu quickly said with a smile, sensing her anger.

"I agree to the other conditions," said Emperor Ziwei indifferently.

Upon hearing this.

Fang Yu said, "Great! Then, let's start."

"Hmm?"

"Didn't I just say? You are to devote yourself to me!" Fang Yu smiled.

Emperor Ziwei didn't answer.

Her expression remained indifferent.

Her demeanor emitted an unfathomable presence.

Until now, Fang Yu still didn't know why she could tolerate so much... Remember, this is an Empress. Any disobedience could lead to execution. Yet Fang Yu posed many unreasonable demands.

After a prolonged silence.

Emperor Ziwei finally turned her head towards Merlin and said, "Mr. Merlin... I have some private matters with Mr. Fang, please excuse us."

The man in the black robe was slightly surprised, but he stood up and said faintly, "Miss Ziwei, I feel sorry for you... However, if you need anything, I will help you without hesitation."

Ziwei simply nodded, waiting for the man in the black robe to leave the private room.

Then she slowly stood up.

She was dressed in a thin outer garment that only modern young women would wear, looking delicate and petite.

Her black hair fell over her back, making her look like a noble princess.

Finally—

She took off her jacket.

Her fair skin came into sight!

Following that, she raised her hand, and the surrounding air suddenly grew colder!

Hum!

Fang Yu felt the sofa floating upwards! He was taken back in shock!

If you find any errors ( broken links, non-standard content, etc.. ), Please let us know < report chapter > so we can fix it as soon as possible.