Female Supreme: Holy Son, you don’t want to be discovered, right?

The air in the room was fresh and the sunlight poured in through the windows, illuminating every corner.

Xing Feng also saw the slaves raised by these merchants. They were well-housed and their clothes were simple but clean.

However, despite the good environment, the condition of the slaves was not optimistic.

These boys have handsome faces, but their eyes are dim and they look disoriented, as if they have lost hope and fighting spirit in life.

They sat or stood quietly, with almost no communication between each other, and their empty eyes made people feel desolate.

Xing Feng was extremely shocked by such a scene. It was obvious that they had suffered great trauma in their hearts.

However, just as Xing Feng was immersed in this shock and sympathy, his eyes were suddenly attracted by a familiar figure.

The man who was huddled in the corner with his hands on his knees and his head down was actually a very familiar person.

Those were the twin male servants who had served him during his time at the Holy Court—Aaron.

Why is he here? ! !

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Chapter 97 is about to explode!!

Aaron's appearance was not much different from what he remembered. At this moment, he was sitting alone in a corner with his hands on his knees.

His eyes now looked particularly haggard.

He, who used to be quiet and shy, now lowered his head, with a lingering gloom on his face, and he pursed his lips tightly, even though his lower lip had been bitten white.

His once smooth skin was now covered with dirt and scars, his black hair was disheveled, and the dark circles under his eyes were like an abyss that was difficult to fill.

Xing Feng walked forward in disbelief and came before the young man who had once taught him the Bible of Light.

"Aaron? Yes, is that you?"

Aaron heard someone calling him and slowly raised his head.

The lifeless black pupils stared blankly at the person who came, as if trying to identify who the person in front of him was.

He stared hard at the figure in front of him, trying to find his memory from the familiar yet unfamiliar outline.

That exquisite and perfect face, the aristocratic elegance yet exceptionally gentle temperament, and the other person's unique silver hair.

Wait, silver hair!

A surge of excitement began to surge in Aaron's heart.

That silver light, like a stream flowing under the moonlight, was soft yet sharp, making him completely certain that the person in front of him was none other than His Royal Highness the Son of God who had been abducted.

After confirming Xing Feng's identity, a look of disbelief suddenly flashed across his eyes, followed by heavy tears.

He said in a trembling voice: "Your Highness, it's really you! You are really okay!"

Looking at Aaron who suddenly burst into tears, Xing Feng felt extremely distressed.

But Aaron was clearly a male servant of the Holy See of Light, how could he have fallen to the point of becoming a slave kept by a group of merchants?

"What happened? Why are you here? Where's Emma?"

Aaron's body suddenly began to tremble. Countless sorrows and pains almost overwhelmed him, and his voice was choked with sobs.

"Your Highness, since the day you were abducted, the Holy See has fallen into unprecedented turmoil and chaos. An unprecedented fierce conflict also broke out between the Empire and the Holy See."

Aaron took a deep breath, trying to calm himself, and continued, "As the last people to see you, my brother and I became the targets of the Holy See's reckoning."

"But we have nowhere to escape. The only thing we can do is hide among the teams of Saint Masters who are about to take up their posts in various places..."

Aaron was silent for a long time. He still couldn't forget the scene that completely shattered his worldview.

"But, those Saint Masters, including me and my brother, were all sold by the Holy See to some nobles and wealthy people. I, I can't find him..."

When Aaron said this, his voice was almost crying. He didn't want to talk about the cruel process he had experienced. He just hoped that his brother would be safe.

However, gradually he realized that he was completely deceiving himself.

His experience was considered lucky, at least the rich businessman did not have any terrifying or perverted habits.

He still remembered that when the property was first sold, several saints had their tongues cut off by the buyer because they were too noisy, and Emma was probably in great danger now.

After listening to Aaron's story, Xing Feng felt an unprecedented shock and anger. The helplessness and grief in Aaron's heart seemed to turn into needles, piercing his heart.

He could not imagine that the Holy Court where he once lived actually concealed such deep sin and corruption.

Xing Feng's heart was also filled with self-blame. If he had not run away, Aaron and Emma would not have been displaced.

At this moment, his heart became extremely complicated. He felt sympathy for the suffering Aaron had suffered, but he was also conflicted about his hasty escape, which had caused others to pay the price.

Xing Feng squatted down and hugged him tightly, with strong emotions surging in his heart.

Aaron was extremely shocked. He hurriedly tried to break away from Xing Feng. He was too dirty to be touched by His Majesty the Son of God.

"Your Highness, don't touch me. I'm too dirty now."

"It's not dirty, Aaron, you suffered..."

Xing Feng hugged Aaron tightly. He could feel Aaron's heart on the verge of collapse.

After hearing this, Aaron finally couldn't hold back his tears and curled up in Xing Feng's arms and cried.

Your Highness... is still as gentle as before...

After he gradually calmed down and stopped crying, Xing Feng expressed his apology.

Aaron seemed particularly shocked when he heard His Royal Highness the Son of God apologize to him.

"Your Highness, what are you talking about!"

But Xing Feng shook his head. He was not the kind of person who could ignore those who were hurt by him.

“Aaron, I will make it up to you, I will help you find Emma.”

At this time,

Farah walked over lightly, her eyes gentle and firm as she watched the fluctuations in Xing Feng's eyes.

Xing Feng's sympathy, understanding, and the sincere emotions that could not be concealed deeply touched her heart.

This kind of warmth and tolerance that can be felt without words made Farah deeply realize that Xing Feng's strength does not only come from his identity or bloodline, but more from his heart.

Such kindness is the brightest light in this corrupt world.

This is her lover.

"Don't worry, I'll help you too."

Farah's words were like a warm spring breeze, which made Xing Feng feel a little comforted.

"Everything will be fine, that's my promise." Farah said with a smile, and her smile made people feel extremely reassuring.

Xing Feng looked at Farah deeply, a hint of gratitude flashed in his eyes, and he nodded slowly, and the burden in his heart seemed to be lighter.

Just then, a maid in white holding a form knocked on the door behind her.

"Master Farah, the president of the Adventurer's Association is here to visit in person."

"What's the matter?" Farah turned and asked.

"She wants to try to buy this Holy Master from us."

Aaron's expression suddenly froze when he heard this, and Xing Feng's face also became alert.

Farah was not in a hurry about this, as she already knew the old man's intentions, and the bait she threw out finally caught the bait.

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at this time,

An old but sturdy woman was pacing anxiously back and forth in the luxuriously decorated living room, her steps fast and heavy, just like her impatient heart.

Her face was full of worry and anxiety, her hands were clenched and then relaxed from time to time, and her inner impatience was clearly revealed.

She wore an exquisite robe embroidered with exquisite guild patterns, symbolizing her lofty status in the Adventurer's Guild.

However, at this moment she looked particularly tired and fragile.

She looked towards the door from time to time, as if hoping to see the door slowly open in the next moment, bringing the news she was expecting.

The maid in white respectfully brought a pot of freshly brewed tea, and the exquisite tea set was placed on the marble coffee table.

The maid said softly, "Please enjoy your meal."

But the president didn't even glance at her. Her mind was not on this at all. The elegant cup of steaming tea was just left aside.

Seeing this, the subordinates also looked anxious, but they still tried to stay calm and tried to comfort the president: "Please be patient, President. Lady Farah will definitely deal with our request as soon as possible. We have expressed our urgency and I believe we won't have to wait too long."

The president's anxiety did not diminish when she heard this. She suddenly turned to the maid and said with a hint of impatience: "Could you please go and urge Count Farah? Tell her that we are in a hurry!"

Her voice rose slightly, and she became more anxious and uneasy.

Faced with the president's urgency, the maid still maintained her professionalism as a servant of the Chamber of Commerce. She calmly lowered her eyes and responded politely but firmly.

"Please wait patiently. Lady Farah is handling an urgent matter and will be here as soon as possible." Her voice was gentle, but revealed an unquestionable determination.

Although the president was extremely anxious, he knew that it would be of no use no matter how anxious he was. He could only suppress his anxiety and sit back on the sofa.

She clenched her hands and prayed in her heart that Farah was willing to help.

She now felt extremely regretful that she had to put on airs and reject the olive branch thrown by Farah.

Now, things are changing.

It was her turn as an old woman to endure such painful torture.

Finally, after what seemed like an eternity of waiting, the carved door slowly opened, allowing a beam of light to peek through the crack.

The president of the association looked up suddenly, stood up hastily, and fixed his eyes on the door that was gradually opening.

However, the only people who entered were some maids in white clothes who brought desserts and snacks.

"Would you like some snacks?" The maid respectfully held up a piece of cake, and the president's old face was almost wrinkled.

"do not want!"

The maid nodded, pushed the dining cart, closed the door and left.

The president's face turned purple with anger. Even though he was almost going crazy in the living room, he didn't dare to get angry in Farah's territory.

After all, she still needs Farah's help.

She paced back and forth more and more frequently, almost stepping into holes in the carpet.

But the door remained closed and there was no movement outside.

The subordinate looked at the president's expression and tried to comfort him again: "President, rushing in may not be the best option. Let's wait patiently."

"Stop talking nonsense! I can wait, but can my daughter wait?!" The president's face was twisted, and after realizing that he had lost his composure, he snorted coldly and kept silent.

The subordinates had no choice but to keep silent and stand where they were, not wanting to offend the president again.

And out of the corner of her eye she suddenly caught sight of Farah, who had been sitting on the sofa since she didn't know when.

She was sitting on the sofa beside him with her beautiful legs crossed, an elusive smile on her face.

Her green index finger gently spun the teacup in her hand, savoring the flavor of the tea leaves expanding in the water. The president who was anxiously waiting in the living room formed a sharp contrast with her calmness at the moment.

"President, President!"

"Can you please shut up about that noisy mouth of yours!" The president turned around angrily, but his expression gradually stiffened after seeing Farah. "You, when?"

"Just before you get so mad you start yelling like a child."

Farah couldn't help laughing at the president's eager look. She smiled and said, "Now, is there anything you want to talk to me about? President——"

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Chapter 98 This is my wife (●ˇ?ˇ●)

After seeing Farah, the association's president Simosa finally lost her patience.

There was obvious anger and indignation on her face, and every step she took was accompanied by an irrepressible urgency.

The long wait had already exhausted her patience and also aroused the emotions hidden deep in her heart.