Young Master Is Being Jealous Again!
Chapter 708: That cold-blooded and callous person from Fengdu, impartial with a face of iron

Chapter 708: Chapter 708: That cold-blooded and callous person from Fengdu, impartial with a face of iron

Lan An and Hu Yixian stood in their place, watching and concluded that the Black and White Envoys were here to assist Qin Ruan.

Hu Yixian murmured, "Let’s retreat."

Right now, everything was still up in the air and they’d better avoid conflict with people from the Netherworld.

"Alright." This time, Lan An didn’t refuse.

They nodded to each other and quickly disappeared.

Before leaving, Lan An grabbed Hu Yixian’s arm, "Go warn Changyuan, stop him from messing around."

Changyuan was still among the thousands of puppets, devouring the evil puppets like he hadn’t had a full meal in hundreds of years, looking pretty pathetic.

"I don’t care for that blockhead. He used to bully us, now it’s his turn to get the same treatment!"

After Hu Yixian finished speaking, he instantly disappeared.

Lan An looked back at Changyuan, who was still among the puppets, seemingly excited, ceaselessly devouring puppet after puppet.

After a moment, he shook his head slightly and moved over to Lingfeng’s side, took her hand, and left.

Even the fiercest of puppet hordes were but easy pickings before the Savage Hell Envoy of Fengdu.

In a matter of moments, half of the Evil Puppets vanished.

Huo Yunjiao silently stared at the Black and White Envoys, and at those Puppet Envoys of Fengdu Hell dressed in strange attire.

Sporadic images flashed through his mind, too fast for him to grasp.

The Black and White envoys leaped in front of Master Huo.

They bowed respectfully, "We are here to escort Master and Miss Qin out."

Master Huo’s elegant scholarly demeanor emanated detachment, his deep eyes shone like stars.

His eyes held a gentle warmth, but beneath them a faint layer of aloof coldness lingered. His voice was soft yet indifferent, "Now?"

The Black and White Envoys replied in unison, "Yes!"

Huo Yunjiao put on the Buddha beads in his hand, opened the car door, and held the unconscious Qin Ruan in his arms.

He glanced back, giving orders to the shocked Lin Hao and Huo Zhi, "Follow us."

"Yes, Master!"

The Black and White Envoys cleared the path while Huo Yunjiao carried Qin Ruan, step by step down the stairs.

As they passed the puppet horde in the courtyard, the puppets struggled for their own survival, no longer paying any attention to Qin Ruan and her child.

Passing by the Puppet Envoys in the courtyard, they all halted their actions, stood tall, their faces grave.

One of the Puppet Envoys, upon seeing Master Huo, was visibly shaken and blurted out, "Master."

Huo Yunjiao stopped, turning his gaze toward him.

He met a pair of deep black eyes full of reverence.

Master Huo’s gaze was calm as water, as everything in the world seemed insubstantial to him, his eyes fathomlessly deep.

A faint smile hung on his lips, a sense of compassion played about on his cultured visage. He was like a divine being, mournful for the living beings, dignified and sacred, inviolable.

The Puppet Envoy from the Savage Hell of Fengdu met Master Huo’s gaze and, the next moment, bowed his head in shame.

The Black and White Envoys gazed back at this scene, their eyes flickering.

They understood this feeling but it wasn’t the time for reminiscing.

"Master Huo, other evil puppets are on their way. We’re short on time."

"Let’s go."

Huo Yunjiao withdrew his gaze and continued moving.

As he passed by, all of the Puppet Envoys bowed their heads in respect to him.

The hospital entrance.

A vehicle bearing the emblem of the Huo family was parked on the side of the road.

Huo Yunjiao carried Qin Ruan into the car.

The Black and White Envoys went to Huo Yirong, tapping on his forehead and extracting his memories of tonight’s events.

Then they did the same to Huo Zhi, Lin Hao, Huo Qiang, and others.

Everyone’s memories were taken except for Master Huo’s.

Huo Yunjiao watched silently without uttering a word.

A faint smile traced the corners of his lips, his face dark and inscrutable, sharp jawline perfect yet strained.

While Master Huo held Qin Ruan closely, his face seemed nonchalant, but a surge of emotions was roiling within him.

Hidden in the shadows, Hu Yixian watched this scene and cursed, "Bloody hell!"

Lan An, holding Lingfeng’s hand calmly, spoke in a placid tone, "This is normal, even the Netherworld cannot disrupt the order of the Mortal World."

Hu Yixian turned to look at him, "Why do you think the Underworld King sent someone up to help Aruan?"

Lan An gazed at Huo San Ye, who was sitting in the back seat, his brow slightly furrowed, "Aruan’s choice in men doesn’t seem too great this time."

"What do you mean?"

"This man has a complicated background."

"What are you implying?" Hu Yixian asked, his enchanting face suddenly turned pale, then immediately shook his head in denial, "It’s impossible, the man from Fengdu is cold-bloody, impartial, he would never go so far as to pursue Aruan."

Lan An smirked sarcastically in response, "Everyone’s memory was wiped out, but his was left intact. Just now, all the puppet envoys were subtly paying him respect."

"Damn!" Hu Yixian swore.

He was unable to argue, and the shock he had received this night was considerable.

Just as Hu Yixian was beginning to believe him, Lan An changed his tone, "Just a guess, know that if that man really leaves Fengdu, it would be a huge upheaval and chaos in both worlds. Any sane person would not do such a thing."

Hu Yixian rolled his eyes at him: "Can you stop freaking me out when you talk!"

Lan An lifted his chin slightly, "They’re leaving, we should follow."

"What about Changyuan?"

Lan An pointed to Changyuan’s hiding place, "He’s hiding over there."

Changyuan was no fool either, being an ancient beast, he wasn’t afraid of the Netherworld’s puppet envoys, but for the sake of avoiding trouble, he still chose to evade.

The Huo Family’s motorcade quickly drove away from the hospital.

To the left and right, and front and back of the vehicles, countless Netherworld puppet envoys were guarding.

Huo Yirong, who was sitting in the car, had forgotten his previous memories of seeing Lan An, Changyuan, and Hu Yixian.

His memory was still stuck at the moment when he stepped out of the hospital.

Huo Yirong turned around, his face filled with excited joy, and asked the person in the back seat, "Third brother, have you thought of a name for the child? Should we inform Grandfather and Eldest Uncle now?"

Huo Yunjiao lifts his eyes, looking at his handsome face.

There was not a trace of impropriety to be found on it.

He lowered his eyes, his voice was indifferent, "It’s too late, we’ll inform them tomorrow."

Lord Huo asked again, "What about the child’s name?"

Huo Yunjiao touched the corner of Qin Ruan’s eye, his fingertips getting damp.

He said softly, "We will discuss it after Ruanruan wakes up."

Sensing his dampened mood, Lord Huo’s joy subsided slightly.

Thinking that his third brother was worried about Qin Ruan’s health, he comforted, "Sister-in-law will be fine, she is from the Mysterious Studies World, her body is much more resilient than a normal person’s."

"Mhm."

Huo Yunjiao, still cold and detached.

He lowered his head to look at Qin Ruan’s pale face, not daring to make any careless moves for fear of causing her pain.

Even the people of the Mysterious Studies World are made of flesh and blood.

And all flesh and blood would still feel pain.

The third master dared not think, the physical and emotional torment Qin Ruan was enduring right now.

...

A sudden downpour began late into the night.

Ling Xuzi was startled awake, rose, and put on a coat to step out onto the balcony.

Winter rain, an omen of ill fortune.

Darkness enveloped the area, filling it with a sinister air, and the demons and evil creatures in the darkness were stirring restlessly.

Ling Xuzi’s brow was tightly furrowed, his face solemn and cautious.

After quite a while, the weather suddenly cleared up, the bright moonlight penetrating the clouds and shining on the earth.

Ling Xuzi looked up to see two bright new stars appearing next to the Emperor Star in the night sky.

His eyes widely open, his face full of disbelief.

He quickly calculated in his mind, but could not deduce anything.

Ling Xuzi looked up again, gazing at the two new stars beside the Emperor Star.

The sudden appearance of these two star fields was abrupt, but their protective stance around the Emperor Star was by no means a bad thing, in fact, it was a sign of great fortune.

Unfortunately, Ling Xuzi’s abilities were limited, and he couldn’t uncover any clues.