Douluo: The Second Lady of the Worship Hall, decisive in killing

Listening to Ling Yuan's question, Yan Xing was still thinking about countermeasures and had no intention of answering at all.

Seeing that Yan Xing was slow to answer, Ling Yuan showed an unhappy look in his eyes, and took out a piece from his body and threw it at Yan Xing.

“I don’t want to ask the same question a second time.”

There was a hint of coldness in Ling Yuan's voice.

Yan Xing caught the token that was thrown to him, and after seeing the token clearly, he immediately bowed to Ling Yuan.

"I met the elder."

"I am also following Bishop Platinum's orders."

Yan Xing's voice was full of respect and his answer was straightforward.

"Bishop Platinum?"

"Salas?"

Ling Yuan asked back.

Yan Xing nodded heavily. Although he didn't say anything, he confirmed Ling Yuan's question.

"I understand, please step back."

"As for what happened today, just pretend that nothing happened and you know nothing."

"Understand?"

Ling Yuan's eyes were sharper and full of warning.

"My subordinate understands."

"This subordinate has been training in the Spirit Temple all day and has never come out."

After he finished speaking, Yan Xing bowed to Ling Yuan once again, returned the token in his hand to Ling Yuan, and then quietly retreated.

Looking at Yan Xing leaving, Ling Yuan turned around and went towards Ye Xi.

After returning to Ye Xi's side, Ling Yuan still followed behind Ye Xi half a step behind.

"Has it been dealt with?"

Looking at Ling Yuan who had returned, Ye Xi asked casually.

"No."

Ling Yuan shook her head gently.

Hearing this, Ye Xi looked at Ling Yuan with a puzzled look. Although he didn't say anything, his meaning was very clear.

"Miss, they are from the Spirit Temple."

"According to him, he was acting on Bishop Platinum's orders, so I let him go after I warned him?"

Ling Yuan looked at Ye Xi's puzzled look and immediately approached him.

Listening to Ling Yuan's explanation, Ye Xi nodded thoughtfully.

"Platinum Bishop: Sarath."

"Why would he send someone to follow me for no reason?"

Ye Xi's footsteps gradually stopped, and his azure eyes looked in the direction of the Spirit Temple.

"Let's not go back to Frost and Snow Pavilion for now."

"Let's go to the Spirit Temple and have a look."

Ye Xi took out a mask that looked like a crying and laughing mask from the storage bracelet, put it on his face, took a step forward, and headed straight towards the Spirit Temple.

After Ling Yuan agreed, she followed Ye Xi.

……

Wuhun Temple.

In the room of Platinum Bishop Sarath, Yan Xing was standing in front of Sarath, reporting what had just happened.

After Yan Xing finished reporting what had happened, Sarath waved his hand calmly, his expression not changing at all, as if everything was going as planned.

"Subordinates retire."

Looking at Sachs' gesture, Yan Xing directly left Sarath's room.

Sarath closed his eyes silently, as if waiting for something.

Time passed. About twenty minutes later, the door of the room was pushed open, and Ye Xi and Ling Yuan walked into the room.

The moment the two entered the room, Salas' eyes gradually opened. He stood up from his seat without any hesitation and bowed to Ye Xi and Ling Yuan.

"I've met the second lady."

"I met the elder."

Looking at Sarath's smooth movements, Ye Xi just chuckled and sat down in the room.

"Saras, you are so brave to send your men to follow me."

"What do you want to do?"

Ye Xi crossed her legs together. Although she was questioning, her blue eyes were surprisingly calm.

He wouldn't dare to send anyone to follow him just relying on Sarath. There must be someone behind this.

As for who was the person behind it, Ye Xi already had a guess in his mind, and now he just had to confirm it.

"Please forgive me, young lady. I am just following your orders."

As Sarath spoke, his head lowered a little more.

"Follow orders?"

"Pope Bibi Dong?"

Ye Xi tapped the armrests of the seat with his fingers, making a tapping sound.

Upon hearing this, Sarath did not answer, appearing to be silent, or perhaps agreeing.

After seeing Sarath's reaction, Ye Xi immediately confirmed what he was thinking.

"Saras, you are very smart."

"But sometimes, betting on both sides doesn't have any good results either."

Ye Xi looked at Sarath in front of him. No emotion could be heard in his voice, and because he was wearing a mask, even his expression could not be seen.

Sachs gave a somewhat bitter smile.

He knew very well whether hedging his bets would yield any good results.

But there was nothing he could do about it. Be it His Holiness the Pope or the Second Young Lady in front of him, neither of them were people he could afford to offend.

The only difference between the two is that if Sarath had offended Ye Xi in Tiandou City, Ye Xi could deal with him now.

His Holiness the Pope, who was far away in Wuhun City, would need several days to deal with him. Between the two options, he chose the lesser of two evils and simply let Ye Xi know about this matter through his men.

As for what Ye Xi would do, Sarath had no idea.

Anyway, Sarath didn't reveal any of the contents of the letter, and the second young lady guessed everything herself.

Seeing Saras remaining silent, Ling Yuan, who was standing behind Ye Xi, couldn't help but take a step forward. Just as she was about to say something, she saw Ye Xi gently waving his hand.

"Although you are not, I can still guess some of the details."

"I won't make it difficult for you. I will ask you to give an explanation to your superiors, but you need to act with me."

Ye Xi clasped his arms across his chest, leaned back slightly, and leaned his body completely against the seat.

"A play?"

Saras slowly raised his head and looked at Ye Xi, but because Ye Xi was wearing a mask that looked like she was crying and laughing, he could not see Ye Xi's expression at all.

"Ling Yuan, let's do it."

As soon as he finished speaking, Ye Xi closed his eyes and no longer looked at Sarath in front of him.

After Ling Yuan stretched her wrist, she walked towards Sarath.

Salas looked at Ling Yuan who was approaching step by step and couldn't help swallowing. Just as he was about to say something, he saw Ling Yuan clenched his fist and swung towards him.

Facing Ling Yuan's fist, Salas didn't dare to dodge, nor could he dodge at all. He could only withstand Ling Yuan's attack.

Ling Yuan's fist hit Salas, sending him flying. He hit the table in the room and fell heavily to the ground.

Soon, Sarath's cries of pain and the sounds of smashing and smashing were heard in the room.

Although Salas screamed loudly, in fact, Ling Yuan's attack was very measured and only caused some superficial injuries.

(End of this chapter)