In a magnificent palace within the Great Eagle Empire, several figures wore expressions of anger.

An old man dressed in a long robe and holding a scepter stood in the center of the hall.

"Your Holiness the Pope!"

"A messenger has arrived: the ambassador of the Great Eagle Empire has been killed, and Duke Kyle and all his men have perished!"

"Night Wind not only trampled the entire Great Eagle Empire underfoot and humiliated it wantonly, but also violated your authority!"

"Please step forward and put Ye Feng to trial! Let him atone for his sins with his death!"

The old man's face was solemn and dignified, and his eyes looked up respectfully at the pope on the throne.

He was the High Priest under the Pope, Ryan. Standing beside the hall were eight powerful figures clad in armor, each radiating a powerful aura.

These eight men are the eight guardians of the Papal Palace, each of whom is second only to the Papal Emperor.

"Your Holiness! A mysterious codename has recently appeared on the dark web: King of Terror!"

"I suspect that this King of Terror is none other than Night Wind!"

"Major Nordic organizations are assessing the dangers of night winds, and some people are even openly regarding them as godlike entities!"

"If we don't kill this man, it might shake the very foundations of Europe!"

Faith is terrifying. Europeans all believe in Allah, but now, some people have started to idolize a boy from China.

This was almost an offense against the dignity and the very sore spot of the Papal Palace.

If things continue like this, Night Wind's influence and reputation may surpass that of the Papal Palace.

After all, those assassin organizations not only believe in Allah, but also admire the strong, and Night Wind is now stepping over the corpses of Europeans to become a god-like figure in their hearts.

The Pope, seated on the throne, flickered his eyes violently: "Night Wind, your sins are unforgivable!"

"Eight Guardians, heed my command! I order you to follow me to the Dragon Kingdom!"

"Chase after the Night Wind!"

Anyone who obstructs us will be killed without mercy!

The Pope rose slightly, his grand and sacred voice resounding throughout the palace. The eight powerful figures knelt on one knee and placed their hands on their chests.

"Yes, Your Holiness!"

"High Priest Ryan, I demand that you issue an ultimatum to the Dragon Kingdom, demanding the surrender of Nightwind. Otherwise, I will have no choice but to lead my men into the Dragon Kingdom's territory!"

"No one can defy the majesty of the Papal Palace!"

High Priest Ryan bowed deeply and then slowly withdrew.

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In the Dragon Kingdom, at the Heavenly Capital Wang Family residence, Ye Feng was personally teaching Sun Muqing how to make dumplings.

He embraced Sun Muqing, their bodies pressed together intimately.

"Brother Yefeng, do you think my wrapping is good?"

“Praise me!” Sun Muqing said playfully.

"good!"

"Barely passable!"

Lin Youxi, standing next to Sun Muqing, followed Sun Muqing's example, and the family happily made dumplings together.

Ofina didn't know how to wrap dumplings at all; she could only pinch them together. Although she couldn't wrap them, she enjoyed the joyful atmosphere.

Having never experienced the warmth of a home since childhood, Ofina was deeply grateful for the kindness shown to her by the night breeze.

Soon, everyone finished making dumplings, and the Wang family's maids brought out plates of dishes.

The aroma that wafted over stimulated everyone's taste buds, and Ofina was almost drooling.

"The food in the Dragon Kingdom smells so good!"

"I rarely get to eat such authentic Chinese food in the UK!"

Night Breeze smiled faintly: "Then you're in for a treat!"

"How long does Miss Ofina plan to stay in Dragon Country?" Lin Youxi asked curiously.

He had just learned Ophina's true identity, so he was very concerned about her current situation.

After all, the Eagle Kingdom is in chaos right now, and Lin Youxi only returned to the Dragon Kingdom out of necessity.

"I'm not planning to go back!"

"There is no place for me there!"

"And I really enjoy following Mr. Ye!"

Ofina was very direct; even though Ye Feng already had a fiancée, her eyes were still fixed on him.

"That's how people from the UK are," Lin Youxi smiled.

"That's great!"

"I'll teach you about Chinese culture later, and it would be best if I could get you a permanent residence permit!"

"That way you won't have to go back!" Lin Youxi said warmly.

Night Wind can easily handle things like getting documents done, and as long as Ophina has no ulterior motives, Night Wind won't refuse.

He can resolve this matter with just one sentence.

"Dinner's ready!"

"Night Breeze, I'd like to toast you!" Lin Youxi was the first to raise her glass.

Everyone at the table was enjoying themselves. Ye Feng also raised his glass, and the two of them drank it all in one gulp.

"I apologize for what happened before!"

"However, Europe is probably in complete chaos right now, and since you killed the Americans, they will never stop retaliating!"

"What are your plans next?"

Lin Youxi was also very worried, after all, only Ye Feng could do something like provoking a country.

"Intend?"

"I'm staying here for the next couple of days, I'm not going anywhere!"

"If anyone comes knocking, we'll deal with them one by one!"

"Kill them until they submit!"

Ye Feng felt that he now had a deeper understanding and insight into the word "kill," and perhaps, his path was "kill."

Proving one's path through "killing" is not necessarily a bad thing.

Of course, he never killed innocent people indiscriminately, only those who deserved to die.

Lin Youxi's face was filled with astonishment, but after witnessing today's scene, she quickly came to terms with it.

"Then I'll have some fun with Mu Qing these next couple of days. As for safety, I'll leave that to you!" Lin Youxi said with a smile.

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