"Can't understand it, can you?"
The golden-haired elder let out a cold laugh, a sound that was both mocking Chu Haotian and himself. He felt truly blind for having misjudged his grandson. The once-proud Chu Haotian of the illustrious Changsheng Chu family had been led astray by a woman, unable to discern right from wrong.
If she were an unparalleled beauty, a woman of extraordinary talent and grace, it might have been somewhat acceptable. But this? What kind of trash was this?
The more he thought about it, the angrier he became.
"If you can't figure it out, take your time. I'll give you one day. If you're still deluded by then, I'll personally kill her for you. And at that time, you can forget about your position as my heir."
The old man's words struck Chu Haotian like a lightning bolt, his face turning ashen.
"So ruthless!"
His grandfather was threatening to disown him?
Qin Ziyu, on the other hand, felt her vision darken, collapsing to the ground in despair. She regretted it now, regretted everything. Why had she acted so foolishly? If she had behaved herself, she wouldn't be in this situation.
Had she been more discreet, even becoming Chu Haotian's Dao companion wouldn't have been impossible. The golden-haired elder probably wouldn't have objected, even if she was of lower status.
But there was no medicine for regret.
She was from a prominent family herself, well-acquainted with people like the golden-haired elder. Such an existence would never go back on their word.
"Think about it carefully."
With a thunderous boom, the golden-haired elder vanished, leaving behind only a chilling silence.
Crack! Crack!
Chu Haotian's fists clenched so tightly that his bones cracked audibly. He stood there, at a loss for what to do. His followers, on the other hand, breathed a collective sigh of relief, daring to lift their gazes.
Yet, they exchanged glances, none of them daring to speak. Let alone comforting Chu Haotian.
...
At noon, the blazing sun hung high in the sky, its heat oppressive. Amidst the crowd's anticipation, Chu Haotian finally reappeared, standing atop a beast of formidable appearance. Behind him stood Qin Ziyu, her face pale and her body trembling.
"Look, the Haotian heir!"
"He's finally shown up. I've been waiting for so long."
"Indeed, and judging by his direction, he's heading towards the Heavenly Lord Wuchen's palace."
"So... what's going to happen?"
"Qin Ziyu is still alive. Given Chu Haotian's temper, he definitely won't let this slide."
"He's probably going to seek an explanation."
"Damn! Why hasn't he killed Qin Ziyu yet? He's lost his mind."
"A mere servant dares to challenge the Heavenly Lord of the Chu family, it's outrageous!"
"But wait. The Haotian heir doesn't seem to have any killing intent. If he were going to fight, he wouldn't be so calm."
"Then what is he planning?"
...
Shortly thereafter, a voice rang out outside the Heavenly Lord's palace.
"Chu Haotian requests an audience with the Heavenly Lord Wuchen."
The voice was rough, like rolling thunder, yet it carried a respectful tone, echoing across the skies.
"Oh?"
Chu Wuchen was startled awake, raising an eyebrow.
"He's here."
"Indeed, he's brought Qin Ziyu along," Chu Ling'er remarked, glancing outside. "But not her head, just her alive. What's he up to? Not angry?"
Chu Ling'er was puzzled. She didn't particularly like Chu Haotian, and in her impression, Chu Haotian wasn't the type to act like this.
Chu Wuchen's lips curled into a cold smile. He stood up, walking towards the entrance of the palace, Chu Ling'er following closely behind.
The doors of the great hall opened, and Chu Wuchen emerged, his divine light enveloping him, resembling a god descending from the heavens.
From a hundred meters away, Chu Haotian's eyes narrowed.
"Haha!!"
He laughed heartily, the sound matching his rugged appearance, exuding a sense of boldness.
"I heard that the Heavenly Lord of my Chu family possesses double pupils. Today, seeing you in person, you truly are a divine figure!"
"Hmm?"
At that moment, many people were taken aback, puzzled by Chu Haotian's words and demeanor.
"What's going on?"
"Is he out of his mind?"
Chu Wuchen was also surprised. This wasn't the expected reaction. Interesting.
Under normal circumstances:
Chu Haotian should be furious, filled with killing intent. After all, their relationship wasn't a mere master-servant one.
Now, not only was he not angry, but he was also complimenting him.
Unable to resist, Chu Wuchen scrutinized Chu Haotian more closely... curious about his next move.
"You're being too kind," Chu Wuchen replied from a distance, his tone indifferent, as if not taking Chu Haotian seriously.
"So, why have you come today?"
He asked, his gaze shifting to Qin Ziyu behind Chu Haotian. The moment their eyes met, her pupils shrank in fear.
"Haha."
Chu Haotian laughed again.
"I heard that my lowly servant offended you, Heavenly Lord Wuchen. So upon my return, I came to apologize."
Saying this, he cupped his hands in a respectful gesture.
"Oh?"
A hint of amusement flashed in Chu Wuchen's eyes, and he responded:
"And how do you plan to apologize?"
At that moment, the entire area fell silent, everyone watching Chu Haotian with bated breath.
Inwardly, they marveled:
"Truly worthy of being the Heavenly Lord. Even someone as strong as Chu Haotian must bow and scrape."
Then they heard Chu Haotian's thunderous voice, reverberating across the heavens:
"I heard that the reason you spared her life was to let me personally kill her and present her head to you?"
Chu Haotian looked at Chu Wuchen, who nodded calmly:
"That's correct."
"Very well. Today, in the presence of the Heavenly Lord, I shall kill this lowly servant and offer her head to you."
"What?!!"
At this moment, Chu Wuchen remained unshaken, but the others were stunned, their hearts nearly stopping.
All eyes fixed on Chu Haotian, struggling to comprehend.
A dignified heir of the Chu family, willing to go to such lengths to avoid conflict with Chu Wuchen?
Was double-pupil so terrifying?
But even if he didn't want to be enemies, there was no need for this.
"Watch closely, Heavenly Lord."
Chu Haotian smiled, a blade of formidable sharpness forming in his hand through his cultivation power.
"No, no! Haotian, you promised not to kill me!"
Qin Ziyu was filled with terror, collapsing on the back of the beast, shaking her head frantically and retreating continuously.
Her eyes, now entirely consumed by fear, stared at Chu Haotian, disbelief and betrayal clear in her gaze.