Young Master Is Being Jealous Again!
Chapter 1185: The Heavenly Dao Cannot Be Defied, But I Insist on Going Against It!

Chapter 1185: Chapter 1185: The Heavenly Dao Cannot Be Defied, But I Insist on Going Against It!

Huo Zhi, with a stern face, led his subordinates rushing into the church where he saw Qin Ruan safe and sound. The group quickly approached her from behind.

Huo Zhi walked up to Qin Ruan and whispered in her ear, "Madam, the matter has been investigated. Indeed, someone touched something they shouldn’t have, but it wasn’t one of our own."

The Huo Family’s efficiency was impressive. Just over half an hour ago, the Family Head had issued an order to get to the bottom of the matter with all possible due diligence.

Hearing the whisper, Qin Ruan’s lips curved in satisfaction, "We’ll talk about this matter later."

"Yes—"

Huo Zhi took a step back, his posture straight, demeanor both respectful and quiet.

At that moment, Ling Xiaoxuan had completely taken control of the situation, and they escorted the powerless vampire out of the church.

Before leaving, Ling Xiaoxuan looked worriedly at Qin Ruan.

Qin Ruan gave her a slight smile and a playful wink to reassure her.

Seeing her so lively made Ling Xiaoxuan breathe a sigh of relief; she left with her teammates.

Just then, a ringtone suddenly emanated.

Qin Ruan pulled out her phone from her pocket, saw who was calling, and subconsciously swiped to answer.

"Ruanruan, it’s time to come home."

The voice was deep like aged wine, rich and lingering, clearly reaching Qin Ruan’s ears through the phone.

That intoxicatingly gentle voice tickled her heart irresistibly.

Qin Ruan subconsciously touched her earlobe, her facial expression softened, and her voice turned tender, "Understood, I’ll head back now."

She didn’t realize how radiantly she was smiling, the aloofness that usually marked her demeanor seemed shattered, revealing a warm, gentle affection underneath.

Qin Ruan noticed the gaze of those around her landing on her, swept her indifferent gaze toward the crowd including Cai Yongliang, who looked at her with inquisitive and amazed eyes.

She nodded politely yet distantly towards him while softly speaking into the phone as she started walking out of the church.

Huo Zhi and the others immediately followed.

Stepping out of the church, Qin Ruan, listening to the phone, paused slightly, her face puzzled, "Why a black wedding dress?"

Huo Yunjiao’s voice was light with amusement on the other end, "In ancient times, before the Jin dynasty, black was considered the most venerable color. I once saw a fashion show and thought it was both dignified and sacred."

In Feidu City, the only color for the Emperor’s wedding dress was black, and the Empress’s gown had to come from the finest silk harvested by gods from the banks of the Netherworld River.

The wedding dress meant for the Empress of Feidu City had been prepared a thousand years ago, awaiting its opportunity to be utilized.

These were things Huo Yunjiao couldn’t tell Qin Ruan, but someday in the future, she would understand.

Their grand wedding had been delayed a millennium; now, all they hoped was that the wedding next month would go without mishaps.

Qin Ruan’s eyebrows lifted, not expecting such an explanation but she didn’t dwell on it, and promptly said, "I’ll leave it all up to you."

"You’re good."

Huo Yunjiao’s voice softly chuckled, his tone tender as water.

Qin Ruan’s ears felt somewhat warm again, she changed the subject, "Are Ayao and Anqi behaving at home?"

She stepped down the stairs, while Huo Zhi held an umbrella above her, shielding her from the soft, drizzling rain.

Huo Yunjiao gently replied, "I’ve arranged for teachers for them. They’re still in class. They need to appear at the wedding next month, so they have to learn some manners."

Qin Ruan replied, "Just keep them busy, those two troublemakers are quite a handful."

Huo Yunjiao was silent for two seconds before she spoke in her usual tone, "I will teach them well; I won’t let you have headaches in the future."

Qin Ruan intuitively felt something was off about that statement, "What do you mean by that? Are you saying you won’t worry anymore?"

Huo Yunjiao did not reply but simply smiled gently.

She neither countered nor continued along Qin Ruan’s line of questioning, which seemed mysteriously profound.

Qin Ruan, who had unknowingly shifted the topic, did not suspect her attitude at all, "I’m about to get on the train; I’ll be home in about half an hour."

"The kitchen has prepared your favorite dishes; they’ll be ready when you get home."

Qin Ruan acknowledged with a hum, and only put away her phone after Huo Yunjiao had hung up.

Huo Zhi stood in front of the car and opened the rear door. Qin Ruan looked back at the church obscured by the sparse woods, the warmth on her face replaced by a touch of solemnity.

With this vampire murder case, Qin Ruan was confident she could identify the mastermind behind it, though it would require her to invest her energy.

Since the Tianxing Team had stood in Capital City for many years and had the support of many powerful families, she, being an outsider, should not interfere too much.

Now that the killer was delivered to their doorstep, the team members would be incompetent if they couldn’t solve the case and find the mastermind soon.

Huo Zhi, noticing the increasing rain, persuaded, "Madam, the rain is getting heavier; please get in the car."

"Uh-huh—"

Qin Ruan withdrew her gaze and bent down to get into the car.

The rain was strangely unsettling, and she felt somewhat uneasy.

It was as if an unknown force beyond comprehension was manipulating it all.

...

Inside the study at Huo Mansion.

Huo Yunjiao hung up the phone, and his stunningly delicate face visibly darkened as his cold eyes swept across the black-robed man standing before him.

He dressed in a light blue silk pajama and sat on the chair at his desk, a pair of gold-framed glasses perched on his nose, making him look dangerous yet abstinent due to the oppressive aura around him, adding an unapproachable mystery and distance.

Ming Tianheng, who was suddenly summoned, faced the Emperor’s fury, and his already pale and bloodless face grew even more apprehensive.

No one knew that when Qin Ruan faced six vampires at the cathedral, Ming Tianheng was the first to rush to the scene with the Yin Soldiers from Feidu City.

At the bizarre arrival of thunder, Ming Tianheng sensed the oppressive force between heaven and earth and immediately led the soldiers towards the cathedral, but they were blocked by an irresistibly powerful force.

This familiar, overwhelming power was not strange to Ming Tianheng; recalling the hellish battles from a millennium ago, he immediately reported to Huo Mansion.

Facing the Emperor’s wrath, Ming Tianheng knew what troubled the other and cautiously said, "Emperor, even if we guard the side of the Empress, we won’t be able to intervene anymore... The Heavenly Dao must not be defied."

The last sentence, barely audible, still clearly reached Huo Yunjiao’s ears.

"Click!"

The blue and white porcelain ornament by the office desk shattered from the violent energy filling the room.

Ming Tianheng also felt the wrath sweeping from the desk, his lips, red as blood, slightly parted but uttered not a single word.

Huo Yunjiao withdrew the uncontrolled Nether Power he had released, his face wearing a tender smile, his voice as chilling as the river in Hell, "I intend to defy the heavens!"

His voice was obsessive, crazed, devoid of his usual calm and composure.

Ming Tianheng’s expression changed drastically, and he spoke urgently, "Emperor, be cautious with your words!"

Huo Yunjiao’s gaze was cold as he stared at him, "Huo Mansion is under my control, now completely hidden from the eyes of the Heavenly Dao."

Ming Tianheng’s expression slightly relaxed, and he tentatively spoke, "Emperor, you might have already sensed, the Empress is about to recover her memory."