“Give it to me.” Ji Xiuran extended his hand toward Skeleton.
“Give what to you, Emperor Ji?” Shock flitted through Skeleton’s face, but he quickly concealed it.
“The letter that Li Chun, the Zhou family, and the Tong family left for me,” the man replied.
“Um…” Skeleton frowned deeply. How did Emperor Ji know…
“They have no grievances or grudges against Worriless. Li Chun and his group captured Worriless for no reason other than to force me to show up. Since they did it so covertly, they would’ve naturally left clues and a letter for me. Otherwise, what would be the point of abducting Worriless?” the man added.
“Emperor Ji… But…” Skeleton was hesitant.
“Don’t make me say it a second time.” The man was already on the brink of losing his rationality.
In the end, Skeleton sighed and handed the letter to Ji Xiuran.
After reading the letter, Ji Xiuran ordered, “No one is allowed to act rashly. I’ll keep the appointment.”
“WHAT?!”
Skeleton was aghast. What? He’ll keep the appointment? That’s an absolutely suicidal appointment!
“Emperor Ji, you mustn’t! They went through Herculean efforts to abduct Miss Worriless because they wanted to make you give in! If you really meet with them, you’ll die without a doubt!” Skeleton hastily tried to stop him.
“As long as she’s fine… my life is unimportant…” the man murmured.
This was the only mistake in his life, but one sole mistake could become an unredeemable blunder!
“No, Emperor Ji, if you go, both you and Miss Worriless will probably… If you don’t go, Miss Worriless’s life temporarily won’t be at risk. After all, you’re their only target!” Skeleton said.
“Don’t make me repeat myself,” the man said coldly.
“Emperor Ji…”
“Scram!”
Skeleton could only clench his teeth and retreat.
…
In a secret room:
The girl was covered in blood and had her arms and legs bound, but her energy was still decent and she was icily and darkly staring at everyone in the room.
“I wonder if Ji Xiuran truly cares about your life or not,” a tall man said coldly as he looked at Worriless Nie.
“Heh, I heard Bai Feng and Ji Xiuran had a good relationship. Even if Ji Xiuran doesn’t care about her life, we can strengthen our cause by using this opportunity to subsume the Fearless Alliance,” Patriarch Tong interjected.
“Back then, Ji Xiuran plotted and killed my son. This time, I’ll definitely obliterate him!”
“With just you guys…?” Worriless Nie stared at Li Chun, Patriarch Zhou, and their henchmen and snorted. “You overestimate yourselves!”
“Indeed, if we didn’t have you in our possession, perhaps we really would be overestimating ourselves. But with you here, everything is different.” Li Chun glanced at Worriless Nie.
“Me?” Worriless Nie shook her head. “It appears I’ll really have to disappoint you. Ji Xiuran and I only have a business relationship—the Fearless Alliance has only just recently collaborated with Emperor Ji. It appears you’ve rashly acted without making thorough investigations.”
A shock swept over the occupants of the room.
Ji Xiuran… I prohibit you from coming… You mustn’t come… Worriless Nie might’ve looked composed and placid on the surface but anxiety had drowned her insides.
“Patriarch!”
A middle-aged man suddenly burst in. “Ji Xiuran is here!”
“Really?!” Patriarch Tong’s eyes lit up.
“I saw it myself! And he’s all by himself!” the middle-aged man replied.
“Good! Wonderful!” Patriarch Zhou was steaming with excitement. “Son… I can finally avenge you!”
Worriless Nie froze. He… still came. Is he an idiot?! Doesn’t he know this is a fatal plot with no possibility of survival?! Why would he do this?!
Soon, a round of knocking was heard.
The middle-aged man opened the door.
In his overcoat, the man apathetically stood in front of the door. “Is this a good time?”
“Hahaha, welcome, Emperor Ji! Pardon me for not going out to meet you! You’re welcome, you’re too welcome! We were all waiting for you!” Patriarch Tong chuckled.
