On your wedding night, stay with your godbrother; the Empress is practically throwing herself at you

however.

After hearing Su Yan's words.

The man in the blood-red robe remained silent.

After a long while, he shook his head and said,

"no."

"Why?!"

Su Yan became anxious.

"Uncle-Master, are you afraid of him?"

"He's just a Martial Spirit, at best a newly broken Martial King!"

"What are you compared to me!"

"Shut up!"

The man in the blood-red robe let out a cold shout.

Su Yan trembled instantly and dared not speak again.

The man in the blood-red robe then turned around, his gaze seemingly piercing through the wall, looking in a certain direction of the southern city.

His tone surprisingly carried a hint of apprehension.

"What do you know?"

"That old man..."

"not simple."

"Although I only see that he is at the Martial Spirit level, and even his burst of power just now was only at the level of a low-level Martial King."

"but……"

The man in the blood-red robe paused, his voice growing even lower.

"My intuition tells me that there is something about him that makes my heart flutter."

"That feeling..."

"It's very dangerous."

"Like a sleeping dragon, wearing a sheep's skin."

"If I act rashly, I might end up losing everything."

At this point, the man in the blood-red robe withdrew his gaze and looked at Su Yan again.

"Moreover, the situation in the southern part of the city is too complicated now."

"Because of the battle between my senior brother and Luo Gucheng, the eyes of the entire Federation are on this place."

"Not only are there experts from the Martial Arts Association."

"There are even spies from other forces."

"If I were to go on a killing spree now, it would definitely attract the siege of those old monsters."

"At that time, even I won't be able to leave."

Su Yan was immediately dumbfounded.

He never expected this.

That old dog who was just a bit cunning in his eyes could actually make his martial emperor-level uncle so wary?

"Could it be...?"

"Is that all?"

He was very unwilling.

My current situation is very tragic. Although my uncle helped me in time, my little hook was reattached.

But it still wouldn't get harder.

It has completely lost its humanitarian function.

How could Su Yan accept this?

The old man's hatred was simply overwhelming.

"A gentleman takes his revenge, even after ten years."

The man in the blood-red robe said calmly,

"The world today is no longer like ancient times."

"The thing we, the members of the demonic path, should avoid most is acting impulsively."

"You have now broken through to the fifth-star Martial Spirit level. As long as you come back with me, you can focus on cultivating the Immortal Spirit Dao Scripture."

"In just a few years, you will be able to break through to the Martial King level, or even the Martial Emperor level."

"Then, you can kill him however you want."

Why rush things?

After saying that, the man in the blood-red robe waved his hand without waiting for Su Yan's agreement.

"Let's go."

"We shouldn't stay here any longer. The commotion just now must have alerted the people from the Demon Extermination Bureau."

Su Yanshen took a deep breath and forcibly suppressed the anger in his heart.

He glanced back at the direction of Nancheng one last time, his eyes filled with venom.

"Old dog, Liu Fuyao..."

"You just wait."

"You guys were lucky this time."

"When I return next time, I will tear you all to pieces and turn the entire South City into a ghost town!"

After saying that, he followed the man in the blood-red robe into the spatial rift.

The crack slowly closed.

The two figures vanished instantly.

All that remained was a pool of blood.

……

7 PM.

Nancheng Old Street.

An open-air barbecue stall filled with smoke and flames.

This is the "old haunt" that Lu Chuan and Zhao Lei used to frequent.

Bamboo skewers and beer bottle caps were scattered all over the ground, and the air was filled with the aroma of cumin and chili powder.

Although the environment isn't great.

But its strength lies in its lively atmosphere and down-to-earth feel.

Lu Chuan, now dressed in a plain T-shirt, sat on a plastic stool.

He was enjoying a delicious meal, holding a lamb skewer in one hand and an ice-cold beer in the other.

Opposite to him.

Zhao Lei, on the other hand, stared wide-eyed at him, looking him up and down.

That look in his eyes was so strange, no matter how you looked at it.

"No... Brother Chuan."

After holding it in for a long time, Zhao Lei finally couldn't help but speak.

"Your condition..."

Something's not right.

"What's wrong?"

Lu Chuan swallowed the meat in his mouth and asked with a smile.

"Didn't you just get divorced?"

Zhao Lei scratched his head, looking puzzled.

"I was thinking you'd definitely cry your eyes out tonight, and I even prepared a shoulder for you to lean on."

"And what you've done..."

"Why do you look happier than if you'd won the lottery?"

"Isn't this too abnormal?"

"You haven't been overstimulated and gone insane, have you?"

As he spoke, Zhao Lei reached out to touch Lu Chuan's forehead.

In his opinion, his sister-in-law was so beautiful, and Chuan-ge would definitely be heartbroken for a long time after divorcing her.

But something's not right about this.

How come you're not disappointed at all?

"Get lost, you're the one who's mentally unstable."

Lu Chuan smiled and slapped Zhao Lei's hand away, then picked up his wine glass, took a sip, and looked bright-eyed.

"Zhao Lei, I have a question for you."

"If you wear a piece of clothing and after wearing it for a long time you find that it not only doesn't keep you warm, but also always makes you feel uncomfortable all over."

"They even try to put these clothes on other people."

"What would you do?"

Zhao Lei paused for a moment, then subconsciously said,

"Of course we'd throw it away!"

"Aren't you going to throw it away and keep it for the New Year?"

That settles it.

Lu Chuan slammed his wine glass on the table.

Women are like clothes, brothers are like hands and feet.

"Since the clothes don't fit, let's change them."

Out with the old, in with the new.

"I'm not sad at all now; on the contrary, I feel very relaxed, as if a huge burden has been lifted off my shoulders."

"Tell me, what's there to cry about?"

Zhao Lei was stunned.

After several seconds, he suddenly slapped his thigh and gave a thumbs up.

"Awesome!"

"Brother Chuan, you're the best!"

"I'm truly impressed by this level of skill!"

"Alright, let's have a toast, you two brothers, to celebrate Brother Chuan's escape from misery and his newfound life!"

"it is good."

"A new beginning".

The two clinked glasses.

He drank it all in one gulp.

After a few drinks, they started talking non-stop.

Zhao Lei wiped the oil from his lips, then suddenly leaned closer with a mysterious look on his face.

"Hey, Brother Chuan."

"Have you heard about what happened during the day?"

Lu Chuan found it amusing, but pretended not to know.

"What's wrong?"

"Making it so mysterious."

"Wow, you haven't heard about something this big?"

Zhao Lei's eyes widened instantly, in an exaggerated manner.

"It's that mysterious old man!"

"Right outside the Demon Extermination Bureau!"

"Holy crap, I was watching the live stream, and that old man looked like just an ordinary old man, but when he made a move, it was absolutely earth-shattering!"

"That peak Martial King Ye Liuyun from Taihe Province is like a little chick in front of that senior!"

"The old master just casually waved his hand, and whoosh!"

Zhao Lei gestured excitedly as he spoke, spittle flying everywhere.

"Ye Liuyun's head has been moved!"

"That was so satisfying!"

"That was so satisfying!"

……