Xiao Ling'r stood there quietly, her expression giving nothing away as she observed the scene unfold before her.
While the others around her were clearly shocked by the sight of the Patriarch Yang coming back to life and bowing his head, she remained composed and focused on the situation at hand.
In her mind, she was weighing the odds of the situation. The Yang clan was powerful indeed, and the prospect of facing them head-on was not something she felt confident about.
Her hand jolted slightly as if she was about to speak her heart, however, she quickly composed herself and decided not to act.
If she can see that Patriarch Yang has no good intentions, then it's obviously natural that Young Master Bai may have already seen through Patriarch Yang's mind.
She glanced at Bai Lung, who stood there with his usual stoic expression.
Despite the danger they were in, he seemed completely unfazed, as if he had already thought through every possible outcome.
She couldn't help but wonder what he was thinking at that moment... She wonders why even accept the invitation.
She still had a slight doubt at the bottom of her heart, after all, they would be going to the Yang Family areas, the territory of the enemy.
If something happens, it might turn real dirty, not to mention, that the Yang Family is highly powerful, only slightly smaller compared to her sect, if the battle were to happen, she doubts her own survival.
Her eyes then shifted to Bai Luo Yi, Bai Lung's guard.
She could sense the strength and power that emanated from her, but even so, the thought of going up against an entire clan was overwhelming.
The odds were definitely not in their favor at best, this woman had the same strength as her father... Saintess has firsthand witnessed the strength of this shadow guard, and Bai Lung, however, going against the clan is impossible... There would be thousands of servants, few elders, and more.
"Young Master truly has a heart of purity,"
Meanwhile, the Patriarch Yang was busy with his feigned apologies and false hospitality.
Xiao Ling'r could see through his hollow words and ulterior motives, but she remained silent, waiting to see how Bai Lung would handle the situation.
Meanwhile,
The Patriarch Yang's heart was seething with anger and frustration as he watched the events unfold... His heart ached at the fact that he had to bow despite being the victim here.
He hated from the depth of his soul having to grovel before this young upstart, who had humiliated his son and threatened his family's honor.
However, he knew that he had to tread carefully, as the young man was clearly not someone to be trifled with head-on.
A bug can never beat an elephant unless the bug learns to crawl at the elephant's nose.
As he feigned an insincere apology and offered wine, he thought to himself:
'This young Master is too arrogant, thinking he can come into our territory and make any demands he pleases. But, I'll play along for now, let's see who's the real winner in the end,'
With that, he glanced at his son, who was still lying motionless on the ground from his smacking, he also cursed inwardly.
'Stupid kid, always causing trouble and making me deal with the consequences. I'll give him a real good beating later on, if he's even alive by then,'
That being thought,
The Patriarch's eyes then flicked over to Xiao Ling'r, the Saintess, and he couldn't help but appreciate her beauty. However, he quickly shook off his thoughts and refocused on the task at hand.
"Hmm, that woman is quite the looker... It must be because of her, my son was crippled," he thought to himself.
"But she's also a threat. I wonder what kind of power she possesses. Perhaps I can use her to my advantage in the future... Or maybe not, she looks quite familiar, ah, this is the daughter of sect master of heaven fall sect,"
The Patriarch Yang's mind began to race with various plans and thoughts.
'Hmm, the Saintess of the Heaven Fall sect... this may complicate things. I can't underestimate her power and backing. But if I can find a way to exploit her weakness... perhaps I can gain an advantage. And that young Master, he seems to be quite protective of her..."
The Patriarch's eyes narrowed as he continued to think and devise plans in his mind, his heart filled with cunning and malice...
'Ah... This makes sense now, That old man, must have handed his daughter to this Young man to build the connection,'
Patriarch Yang knew it was his son's own fault, however, that still doesn't justify the reason to cripple his son.
'Good! Good! Good! I will kill both the young master and this woman...' Patriarch Yang thought while he began to think of the future.
After killing these two socially powerful figures, there is no way, the Yang Family will be spared.
He has to lay low for ages.
...
Patriarch Yang quickly composed himself once more, masking his inner thoughts behind the false smile on his face.
"Young Master, I apologize once again for this... unpleasantness," he said, trying to sound as humble and sincere as possible.
"My son is impulsive and hot-headed. I hope you can understand,"
Bai Lung nodded slightly in acknowledgment, his expression still impassive. He knew exactly how false Yang's words were.
Meanwhile, Xiao Ling'r observed the scene quietly, her gaze flickering between the two men.
She could sense the tension in the air, and her heart was beating faster in anticipation of what might happen next.
"Please, lead the way, Patriarch Yang. I am not rich enough to waste the luxury like time," Bai Lung's cold voice echoed.
"Yes! Yes! It's rude of me to waste Young Master's time," He said with a fake smile, while he cursed Bai Lung's entire seven generations in his heart.
'You can't waste time? If you are in that hurry to meet Yama, I will definitely try to fulfill it,'
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