Young Master Is Being Jealous Again!
Chapter 1139: If you killed him, how would we explain it to our father?

Chapter 1139: Chapter 1139: If you killed him, how would we explain it to our father?

The man was not only an undercover agent of the Witch Clan but also the captain of the Cabinet’s protective guard team, and he was both a classmate and a good friend of Gu Mingyan, the second son of the Gu Family, one of the four major families.

The cold and indifferent look on Weng En’s face created a certain distance, and his gloomy eyes made those around him feel uneasy.

It was unclear whether it was due to his long career as an undercover agent or if it was innate, but his entire being exuded an aura of a villain.

Huo Yirong stood in front of the desk, watching Weng En’s retreating figure with a dark and obscure expression in his eyes.

This man was recommended by his younger brother, yet he still couldn’t fully trust him.

The assignment given to this man to dispose of the people brought from West City was to test how far he was willing to go.

Outside the Imperial Court Hotel.

Seated in the car, Qin Ruan finished watching the video sent by the teacher. Indeed, it showed two men in grey robes taking her two precious sons away.

The patterns embroidered on the grey robes were none other than the symbol of the Witch Clan elders.

The Witch Clan was bleeding heavily this time, dispatching two elders for the sake of two children.

Even though she knew Huo Yao and Huo Anqi were not in mortal danger, Qin Ruan was still worried about their safety and afraid that the Witch Clan might harm the children.

After giving Huo Yirong the order for a mass slaughter involving hundreds, Huo Yunjiao then issued a command to lock down the city to Huo Zhi, mobilizing all Hidden Guards of the Huo Family to search for Huo Yao and Huo Anqi.

Huo Zhi left with a solemn expression to carry out the orders.

Huo Yunjiao stood outside the car, back facing Qin Ruan inside the vehicle, his fingertips flicking lightly at his side, and a dark golden light vanished into the void.

He turned around, opened the car door, and slid in. Qin Ruan presented the video from the school teacher to him: "It was the Witch Clan who made their move. What exactly do they want to do?"

After glancing at the video and seeing the grey-robed men who took his two sons away, Huo Yunjiao’s lightly pursed lips relaxed a fraction: "Ayao and Anqi have unique constitutions. The Witch Clan excels in cultivating souls. Whether the children are devoured for their Spiritual Sense or turned into Puppets, it would greatly benefit them."

Qin Ruan’s face darkened slightly: "Doesn’t that mean Ayao and Anqi are in great danger?"

She knew too well the special nature of the children’s bodies.

The thought of the Saintess Ji Shuzhen’s methods quickly amplified the unease in her heart.

Huo Yunjiao embraced her and spoke softly, "Don’t worry. I’ve already made arrangements. This is Capital City, even the Witch Clan wouldn’t dare cause trouble here. The children will be back soon."

Qin Ruan pressed: "How long?"

Huo Yunjiao pondered: "Within half an hour."

He had already given the order to Chu Zifeng. Quite certainly, with the capabilities of the Fengdu Yin Soldiers, they could bring the two little ones back within half an hour.

Qin Ruan’s eyelids drooped slightly, and she acknowledged with a low voice. What she truly thought, no one knew.

In the suburbs of Capital City, within a dense forest, there were the two little Crown Princes of the Huo Family—objects of everyone’s concern—being held in the bosoms of two Witch Clan elders.

At school, Huo Yao and Huo Anqi noticed the intense Evil Qi emanating from the grey-robed man.

Since they were surrounded by little children who were only a few years old at the time, any confrontation might have inadvertently harmed the innocent. Hence, they conscientiously followed the men as they were taken away from the school.

The Witch Clan elder walking on the left side of the dense forest suddenly stopped, glancing sideways at the middle-aged man next to him: "Something’s wrong!"

The Witch Clan elder on the right also halted, saying with a grave voice: "I can’t sense the Saintess’s presence."

The two looked at each other, fear and unease flashing in their eyes.

At this time, since they could not sense the Saintess’s presence, it meant either she was in danger or she had already left the Capital City.

The Saintess had led members of the Witch Clan into the Capital City with significant intentions. As Witch Clan elders, they would constantly receive messages from the Saintess, and the sudden severance of their connection meant something had definitely gone awry.

The two elders looked at the children in their arms and thought of the Saintess’s instructions. The elder on the left gritted his teeth and said, "Kill them, and then search for the Saintess!"

Having just arrived in the Capital City, their power had not fully expanded, and they had to be especially careful at this time, not least because the two children in their arms were the fourth-generation direct grandsons of the leading aristocratic Huo Family of the Capital City.

By now, the Huo Family must have received the news of the children’s disappearance—they had to make a swift and decisive move.

The elder from the Witch Clan on the right did not hesitate and nodded, saying, "Good!"

They set the two obedient and clever-looking, yet seemingly foolish children on the ground, preparing to extract their souls to account to the Saintess.

Huo Yao exchanged a glance with Huo Anqi, their expressions lazy, exuding both weariness and helplessness.

Huo Yao covered his mouth with his hand, yawned, and said in a childish tone, "I thought they had some real skills, but it turns out they’re nothing much."

Huo Anqi furrowed his brows tightly, clearly displeased, and echoed his brother, "What a waste of time."

The two Witch Clan elders were infuriated by their taunting tones, "What did these little brats say?!"

They had thought these children were fools; otherwise, they wouldn’t have obediently followed them as soon as they heard they were sent by their parents to pick them up from school.

Now, seeing the mockery and disdain on their faces, it was clear that these were not expressions a child should have.

Huo Anqi lifted his eyelids, his dark eyes, so similar to those of Great-Grandfather, fixed intently on the two Witch Clan elders.

He said annoyed, "I called you trash."

They had heard about the Witch Clan Saintess along the way and had hoped to meet the mastermind behind the scenes. They didn’t expect to be killed halfway there. If they had known this would happen, they would have dealt with them earlier and not wasted so much time.

Now, their father and mother must be aware of their disappearance, and it was unknown how worried they would be.

Knowing that they naively followed strangers, it was also unknown how they would be dealt with when they got back.

The thought of facing their father’s wrath and their mother’s worry, the brows of the two little princes of the Huo Family furrowed darkly.

The two elders held exceptional positions within the Witch Clan, second only to the Saintess herself. Now, to be mocked by two ignorant children incited a raging fury in them.

The elder on the left raised his hand and aimed a strike at Huo Yao, who was closest to him, his palm wreathed in a dense black mist.

Huo Yao saw this and sneered, "Chu Zifeng, won’t you come out?"

As soon as he spoke, hundreds of figures appeared out of thin air. The leader, clothed in a white robe with a tall and thin stature and delicate features, was none other than Chu Zifeng, the foremost among the five Ghost Emperors.

Seeing the elder move against their young master, Chu Zifeng flicked his sleeve, and two shadows rose into the air and then thumped onto the ground.

Screams followed suit.

Huo Yao and Huo Anqi, the two brothers, exchanged a glance and toddled towards the Witch Clan elders.

Approaching, they discovered that the elders’ breath was no more.

They turned to look at Chu Zifeng, who stood not far away, his body enveloped in an ethereal aura, his handsome face with fair skin, and his eyes shining like stars.

His thin lips slightly curved, raising a lazy smile, looking detached as if he had not been the one to act.

Huo Yao, biting his baby teeth, said indignantly, "You killed them, how are we supposed to explain this to our father?"

They were waiting to bring the two old men back to take on some of their father’s anger.