Chapter 227 Look Me Directly

Demon realm.

A tense and oppressive atmosphere hung in the air, as if an unprecedented storm was about to break.

The little cub, who usually rolls around and plays everywhere, is now nestled obediently in its nest, whimpering softly.

The three major races—the Beastmen, the Aquatic, and the Winged—have converged in the Demon Capital.

In the Moon Pivot Palace, Feng Huixue, dressed in a robe as white as frost, leaned languidly, her beautiful eyes gazing at the water, a hint of a smile before she spoke, her allure both captivating and playful.

The slightly bent finger bones, every inch of their lines flowing breathtakingly, gracefully pick up a grape with their fingertips, then casually toss it away.

The black tortoise rolled its eyes at him, turned its head away in disgust, and stared longingly at Jiang Xingxing, who was picking a grape and feeding it to Lin Yujin.

Feng Huixue: "..."

Sirius King stared wide-eyed, taking in the whole scene, and was so angry that he jumped up and down in anger.

"Wind Returns to Snow!"

Look me in the eye!

That damned fox cub, he's just like his dead father, and now even his adopted son is just as damned.

Do they even realize he's forcing a resignation?! Forcing a resignation!

Can anyone take a look at him?! Take a look at him!

Is a plate of rotten grapes really that delicious?

The latter casually crossed one long leg over the other, his elbow resting on a low table, his posture relaxed and his attention scattered, letting his body exude a lazy, languid air.

It was as if the group of demons forcing him to step down, and Bai Yu and his confidants who were being pinned to the ground, did not exist.

After a long while, her eyelashes lifted very slowly, but before she could finish, as if she was too reluctant to exert even this little bit of effort, they drooped down again listlessly.

The decadence of beauty is also suffocating.

He slowly peeled the grape skins, as if removing a beautiful woman's new clothes, and only let out a very soft hum, swallowed by languor.

"I've seen it, so what?"

It jumped really high.

Believe it or not, this old wolf does have some strength. Right under his nose, he managed to imprison the Grand Commander and the Demon Emperor without anyone noticing, and control so many of his confidants.

Look at how badly Bai Yu was beaten; several of his feathers are bald.

Tsk tsk... That's really tragic.

By the way, Wanwan should have arrived by now, right?

If she finds that the teleportation array has stopped working, will she be so angry that she'd want to strip him of his fox fur?

Thinking about this possibility, Feng Huixue couldn't help but shudder and silently put the grape pulp back into the plate.

Lin Yujin's sudden counterattack with Xingxing was something he hadn't anticipated.

Jiang Xingxing, like a little adult, obediently knelt at his feet and earnestly said to him, "Father, don't blame Junior Uncle. I want to stay and accompany Father."

Feng Huixue remained silent for a long time. After a while, she took his little hand and led him step by step through the demons to the Moon Pivot Palace.

However, he did not intend to send the demon servant to meet Jiang Xianwan.

Sirius King is foolish, but what's truly frightening is when a fool gets a sudden inspiration and resorts to any means necessary to seize the throne.

He dared not gamble, not even on the slightest possibility of losing.

He made the worst-case scenario plan: if any unforeseen events occurred, he would risk his life to ensure that Lin Yujin and Jiang Xingxing were safely transported out of the Demon Realm and to Jiang Xianwan's side.

Feng Huixue suppressed her guilty conscience and the bitterness in her heart, and her wandering gaze returned to Bai Yu.

Look at all this fluff on the floor, enough to make a pillow...

Bound tightly, Bai Yu was sweating profusely from the pain. He unexpectedly met Feng Huixue's sympathetic gaze and immediately rolled his eyes speechlessly.

Can't you be serious for once?!

I'm about to die, what good is it for you to pity my wings?!

Should we take a look at the big bad wolf standing behind him first?

"What's wrong?" Tianlang sneered, kicked over the white feather whose wings were stained with blood, raised his proud head slightly, and strolled over to Feng Huixue.

Bai Yu: "..."

Are you sick in the head?

Why did you kick me when you were angry with him? Go ahead and kick him instead!

I'm truly impressed!

What did he do to deserve this?!

I simply closed my eyes and refused to look.

The Sirius King stood still, looking down on everything, with his hands behind his back.

"The dignified prince of the Demon Realm has recognized a human two-legged beast as his own son. Feng Huixue, we are not convinced."

Unable to have a son of his own, he picked up a two-legged creature; it's absolutely hilarious.

He might as well become the Demon Emperor!

Feng Huixue rested her chin on her hand, and upon hearing the sound, her eyebrows twitched slightly, showing a lack of interest.

His casual gaze drifted to him and the aquatic turtle king, his long, slender fingers tapping absently on the table. He seemed unwell and yawned.

The melody is haphazard, carrying a nonchalant and languid rhythm, yet it possesses an undeniable air of superiority.

"You're not convinced?"

"Oh, then you'll have to bear with it."

With his tiny, fingernail-sized intelligence, would he even be able to handle being the Demon Emperor?

"you!"

Sirius's face flushed red, his facial muscles twitched slightly, and his gray-blue eyes glared out, turning a deep green.

The Turtle King, standing to the side, saw that he was about to faint from anger, so he quickly steadied him and offered a helping hand as a reminder.

The probing gaze inevitably fell upon Lin Yujin, who was dressed in the robes of a disciple personally taught by the Sword Master.

"Young Fellow Daoist Lin, I have important matters to discuss with you in the Demon Realm. Why don't you go and rest with your demon servant for a while?"

Aren't the people of the Southern Territory on good terms with Wolf Taihui? Jiang Xianwan went missing and his fate is still unknown after trying to save Wolf Taihui and the others. How come Lin Yujin suddenly got together with Feng Huixue?

Could it be that because there is still no news of their junior sister, they hold a grudge against Wolf Too Grey and have switched sides to Wind Return Snow, wanting to interfere in their power struggle in the demon realm?

Otherwise, why would Feng Huixue appear so trusting, allowing him to hold Feng Xingxing?

Everyone in the Demon Realm knows that he looks at Feng Xingxing like he's his own eyeball.

Feng Huixue's unreliable attitude suggests that she may have reached some kind of agreement with the Taixu Sect in private.

They weren't afraid of a direct disciple, but they were afraid that Fengyi Sword Master and that group of protective, mentally unstable lunatics from the Taixu Sect would blame the matter on Tianlang King for Jiang Xianwan's sake and join forces with Feng Huixue.

Lin Yujin had anticipated his prediction. Her cold gaze swept over Lang Taihui, perfectly conveying a look of disappointment and resentment.

In the eyes of the Turtle King, this only strengthened his conviction.

He quickly reminded him in a low voice, "Your Majesty, it's getting late."

The message relayed by the hummingbird indicated that although the Taixu Sect was not currently taking any action, it was best to act as soon as possible, just in case.

Sirius took a deep breath, readjusted his emotions, glanced at Lin Yujin, and then ignored her.

A direct disciple can't cause any trouble.

Jiang Xianwan risked her life to save his son and many direct descendants of the Tianlang clan. Out of respect for her, he naturally wouldn't kill Lin Yujin.

Once he ascends to the throne of the Demon Emperor, then we can properly express our apologies and gratitude.

Moreover, he did not want to antagonize the Taixu Sect before he had completely taken control of the Demon Realm.

Wolf Grey stood in the shadows, head bowed, furry ears drooping, seemingly oblivious to the confrontation in the hall.

Those eyes, which had lost their former luster, were now shrouded in a complex sense of bewilderment.

He knew why Lin Yujin didn't leave and why Feng Huixue trusted her so much.

On the night Jiang Xianwan disappeared, he couldn't sleep and wandered aimlessly, where he happened to run into Feng Xingxing.

Looking at the little baby sitting on Lin Yujin's lap, crying and hiccuping, he subconsciously shrank into the grass, his stunned gaze falling on the two people and the tortoise under the flowering tree.

"They said Mother is dead."

"Little Martial Uncle, I want my mother... I want my mother..."

Feng Xingxing's beautiful, glassy eyes were red and swollen, her fair face was covered with tears, her shoulders were shaking, and she was sobbing so hard that she could barely speak; her voice was hoarse.

No matter how much she tossed and turned, all she wanted was her mother.

"I want Mommy to hold me... Okay, okay, I want Mommy..."

Lin Yujin was heartbroken and didn't know what to do. She raised her sleeve and kept wiping the endless tears streaming down his cheeks. She frowned and said, "They're lying! They're all liars!"

"Mother is alright, she'll be back soon."

"Okay, okay, don't cry. I promise you, your mother is safe."

"Didn't Feng Huixue tell you that your mother is alright? You have to believe your father and your junior uncle, okay?"

"Really?"

"But why isn't Mother answering Xingxing's messages..."

Feng Xingxing's sobs continued intermittently, reaching my ears.

He squatted listlessly in the grass, his mind completely blank.

Why does Fengxingxing call Lin Yujin "Little Master Uncle"?