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At first, Han Tianyi thought that it was a report from an attendant, so he did not think too much about it.

In his opinion, it was impossible for the Holy Messenger to not meet him when he came to visit. Even if she had no impression of him, she should at least meet him to show courtesy.

Putting aside the fact that he was the Deputy Altar Master of Wuyin Cliff, his father was one of the core elders. Other than Su Lanfeng, he was the one with the greatest authority here. That Xue Yan was simply an Altar Master who was in charge of all the miscellaneous matters. If one were to talk about patrolling the various places and monitoring the situation, wouldn’t it be better to ask him?

It did not make sense that Xue Yan could come in and out often, and someone like himself would be shut out.

However, he waited respectfully outside the courtyard for a long time, but there was still no response from the courtyard. Finally, he lost his patience and frowned as he looked into the courtyard. He lifted his feet, but in the end, he did not move.

Han Tianyi raised his voice and repeated, “Han Tianyi, the Deputy Altar Master of Wuyin Cliff, is here to see the Holy Messenger.”

He then explained, “In recent days, Mount Meru’s attack on Wuyin Cliff has become more and more intense. Altar Master Xue’s response was inevitably weak, and the matter has been delayed for a long time. If this goes on, Wuyin Cliff will be exposed to the eyes of the Righteous. I also heard that Mount Meru was caused by Altar Master Xue’s order to kill the two true disciples of Mount Meru who came to Wuyin Cliff. Altar Master Xue is new here, and it is inevitable that he made a mistake in his decision. I came here to ask for your opinion…”

Han Tianyi’s act of pleading for Xue Yan was like a weasel visiting the chicken – he had no good intentions.

Every word he said was indirectly saying that Xue Yan’s ability was insufficient, that he was impulsive in making decisions, and that he had almost given the demonic sect’s more important branch, Wuyin Cliff, to Mount Meru for free not long after he took office.

if the higher-ups of the demonic sect were here, they probably would not care what Han Tianyi is thinking. Just the possibility of losing the Wuyin Cliff alone is enough for them to capture Xue Yan and beat him up before sending him somewhere else.

Most people from the demonic sect would not pay attention to this kind of battle. After all, if one person died, they could find countless people to replace them. However, if they lost control of a place like Wuyin Cliff, it would be a big loss.

Besides, Xue Yan was only here to show off. Of course, he was not as important as Han Tianyi, a local tyrant. In terms of cultivation and status, they were not comparable.

Liu Yuan’s expression was subtle, but what he was muttering had nothing to do with these two people. “Mount Meru… Speaking of which, it’s been almost two months since the end of the Singing Sword contest. I remember that Yan Guanlin is also a core disciple. Could he be the leader of the team here for revenge?”

Mount Meru was the sect of Yan Guanlin, the young man he had met at the singing sword contest. They were famous for their ‘Mustard Seed Universe’ speedy sword move, but they had lost to Liu Yuan in speed on the Singing Sword contest stage.

However, Yan Guanlin was still a hardworking and good boy. Although he was a little crooked, he was still innocent and cute compared to the disgusting old monsters of the Jade Mirage Sect.

If they really met again at this Wuyin Cliff, it would be like meeting an old friend in a foreign land.

Liu Yuan smiled and pinched Zhizhi’s little face. He also asked Hong Luan, who had stuck her head out and looked at him questioningly, to obediently go back and continue playing card games with Ling Hua and the others. Liu Yuan thought them how to play the ‘Fight the Landlord’ card game.

…Yes, Fight the Landlord. But When in Rome, do as the Romans do… Liu Yuan changed ‘Fight the Landlord’ to ‘Fight the Demon Cult’, and there was even some cosplay in it.

In the past half a month, Liu Yuan had already taught the three little lolis and the two mature ladies how to play cards. It was not difficult for Su Lanfeng to prepare the cards and send them over. Hence, in the past half a month, Liu Yuan spent most of his time watching a group of Xianxia-style beauties play cards.

In the inner room, the cold and beautiful Daoist nun Ling Hua took out two cards from her hand, placed them on the table, and lightly tapped them with her jade-like fingers. She said lightly, “Wang bomb.”

Taking off his mask, Netherworld revealed an exotic face. She looked at the cards in her hand, and a strange embarrassment appeared in her green eyes. She angrily said, “Did you cheat?!”

“You’re the Mansion Master of the Bi Luo Mansion. Can’t you feel my spiritual power fluctuation?” Ling Hua gave her a sidelong glance.

Daoist priest Ling Hua was not only a genius in cultivation, but also a genius in playing cards. She was almost invincible, and her skills and luck were better than Netherworld’s.

“I’m done playing. What’s the point of playing?” Netherworld glared at Ling Hua. For a moment, she was sullen and subconsciously puffed up her cheeks. On the contrary, she had a kind of innocent and coquettish expression. This kind of expression should be suitable for Mei Sheng’s personality, but when Netherworld did it, it did not seem out of place at all.

This trace of femininity that did not exist at all and the fleeting flirtatiousness at the corner of his eyes were the results of Liu Yuan’s hard work in the past half a month.

In the state of her primordial Yin, this trace of charm was even more soul-stirring. The sharp stone that had been slightly polished round bloomed with the brilliance hidden deep inside.

The rope was still tied to her body, but her hands were not tied. However, the Master of Bi Luo Mansion did not have any intention to escape, which was obviously thanks to Liu Yuan.

Netherworld unconsciously moved her butt, feeling that the wooden chair was a little hard and uncomfortable. The Master of bi Luo mansion muttered in her heart, ‘Sooner or later… I’ll suggest that shameless villain get me a softer chair.’

Thus, Ling Hua helped Zhiying clean up the card game, and today’s entertainment ended.

Hong Luan opened the curtain and entered. “Junxuan said that Sister Zhiying doesn’t need to come out. He’ll take care of it.”

Zhiying nodded, still expressionless.

However, Ling Hua, who was already familiar with this girl, noticed that her slightly furrowed brows had finally calmed down. She looked happy. She could not help but reach out and touch the girl’s black hair. She smiled and said, “Your father’s jealous. He won’t let other men see you.”

She was referring to a father’s ‘jealousy’ towards his daughter who had already grown up, and her tone carried a hint of seniority.

As for what kind of elder she was… She was just another concubine anyway, so it didn’t matter.

“You’re right, Fourteenth Aunt,” said Zhiying expressionlessly.

Ling Hua’s hand froze. She did not care if Liu Yuan had other women, but a two-digit number still made her feel a little uncomfortable.

These other women… Where did these thirteen come from?

Ling Hua frowned slightly, and her face looked a little gloomy.

Hong Luan blinked her eyes and looked to the left and right. She felt that the atmosphere between these women had become subtle.

The little puppet sighed in her heart. Humans are so complicated…

There was still no sound in the courtyard.

Just as Han Tianyi finally could not hold it in anymore, he said, “Holy Messenger? Is the Holy Messenger there?”

As he walked towards the courtyard, he suddenly heard a reply from the courtyard.

“The Holy Messenger said he doesn’t want to see you. You can go back now.”

It was a man’s voice.

His tone was casual and leisurely as he sent the guest off.

Han Tianyi’s eyes narrowed and his face darkened. Why would there be a man in the Holy Messenger’s residence?