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"Jiangnan’s reaction is really swift!"

Chen Zhuo looked toward the leading Ao Zhen, his face wearing a charming smile, "Indeed, based on my past research into Chen Qing’s actions, it turns out he really does have the ability to transmit messages over long distances."

Moreover, this method of message transmission is probably more powerful than some of the secret devices of the major families.

The devices of major families can be disrupted by arrays, just like the Chen Family, which, after entering Yundu, basically lost contact with the outside world.

But Chen Qing had a way to send out messages.

"But you’re no slower..." Wei Gongzhan coldly stared at the other, "To think you would strike against your own mother without a moment’s hesitation."

"Since I’ve decided to do it, why should I hesitate?" Chen Zhuo looked at Wei Gongzhan, "Have you ever seen me before?"

"I originally had no chance to interact with Young Master Zhuo.

.." Wei Gongzhan watched him coldly, "Back when Lady Chen was in the Capital City, just because you were slightly insulted by the legitimate son of the Minister of Rites, she stormed his residence to defend you.

The name of a loving mother spread throughout the Capital City.

I was there at the time, and I was extremely envious of you back then. "

"Envious of me?" Chen Zhuo laughed, "Envious of a legitimate son with no Magician talents?"

"Why not?" Wei Gongzhan murmured thoughtfully, "I was born into a Martial Family, where bloodline also determines everything. But I never had the love and protection of a father or mother. I only knew that if your bloodline wasn’t pure enough, you’d be despised by your parents.

I even had two sisters without bloodlines who were directly suffocated to death in a cesspit by my mother. "

"I don’t envy those talented children who are treasured and loved by their mothers because I know they are loved for their talents, not because of so-called maternal love.

But you, Young Master Zhuo, are different.

Your mother braved shame to barge into the mansion of the Minister of Rites for you. Shouldn’t that be envied?"

Chen Zhuo was taken aback, he had almost forgotten about this incident. How many years ago was it?

It seems... it has been more than twenty years, right?

It’s actually surprising that someone still remembers it until now...

"After that, I happened to encounter Young Master Zhuo a few times. Of course... with your status, you naturally wouldn’t notice someone like me.

But for me, you were extremely dazzling.

Every time I saw your gentle smiling face, the way you treated those with noble bloodlines fairly without subservience, I knew deep down that familial love did exist in this world.

It’s just my misfortune not to have experienced it, but you were lucky. .."

As he spoke, he looked up toward the sky at Ye Qing, who had turned into a dried-up corpse. At this moment, whether the eyeballs in the empty eye sockets had fallen out or withered away was unknown, but the sorrow within was crystal clear to anyone looking.

"What a pity... her son doesn’t care about that fortune!"

"Fortune!!!" Chen Zhuo’s eyes turned as cold as ice, showing a hint of ferocity for the first time on his usually gentle and refined face.

For some reason, a surge of resentment rose inexplicably in his heart, and he found the youth speaking extremely unpleasant to his eyes.

"You are not me, how would you know whether I am fortunate?" Chen Zhuo sneered, "Just based on that woman’s one or two shows, you think what? Outsiders, they always only see the surface."

"Given Madam Chen’s status, there’s no need for her to put on a show, and even if it was a show, it was performed for you to see.

" Wei Gongzhan said, "Young Master Zhuo was only nine years old at the time and still made the most talented legitimate daughter of the Ye family and the most cherished mother of the Chen family perform for you.

Do you still think you are not fortunate enough? "

"Say whatever you like..." Chen Zhuo stood up, his hand raised, and the bloodlines around him constricted. The demonic charm in his eyes intensified, and an aura, almost as formidable as Ao Zhen’s, instantly enveloped everyone.

Ao Zhen stood at the front, shielding everyone from this aura. Chen Zhuo looked at her, "Who are you?"

"She is Ao Zhen!"

A female voice emerged from Chen Zhuo’s body, "The foremost of the four great generals of the West Sea, the only one who can stand shoulder to shoulder with the Crown Prince of the Eastern Sea, few rivals under the Dragon King!"

"So, it’s the renowned Western Sea Princess!" Chen Zhuo bowed respectfully, "The Southern Sea is really cautious."

The message received yesterday was that the Ancient Demon lurking within Chen Yun had been extracted but had not perished. Clearly, the other side had not obtained enough intelligence, and moreover... Yundu was bound to protect their Ancient Demons.

Jiangnan did not send troops directly, which means they didn’t know our plans, they just had suspicions. That’s why they sent someone to investigate. Yet, even so, they dispatched their trump card so promptly, which is indeed very cautious.

"Who exactly are you?" Ao Zhen looked at Chen Zhuo, unable to recognize with her experience what that thing within his body could possibly be.

How could a mere mortal instantly shed their mortal coil and gain such power? This was simply the power to snatch the essence of creation.

To think, even Dragon Transformation, a technique that could alter one’s innate talents and foundation, required you at least to have certain qualifications.

But according to the information provided by Wei Gongzhan just now, this Chen Zhuo was nothing more than a complete mortal, devoid of any lineage or a Magician’s talent.

Could it be a divine technique similar to the one used by the Master above, Chen Qing?

But it didn’t seem quite like it.

"It appears that my clan has disappeared for too long. Back in the day, even the Demon Buddha himself wouldn’t look down upon us. Yet who would’ve thought, after just two cycles of nonexistence, even the newest star of the Dragon Palace would have forgotten our name."

"Demon Buddha..." Ao Zhen’s face changed dramatically, that name was a taboo within the Dragon Palace!

But being of the Imperial Clan, she knew some secret records.

Among the ancients, there were some terrifying beings, compared to which the Dragon Palace was even less than ants.

The Demon Buddha was such an existence, and even the Dragon King wouldn’t dare to mention this name lightly.

She realized that the man before her had a complexity to his background, no wonder she felt an immense danger!

To attack... or to retreat?

Ao Zhen surveyed her surroundings, assessing the situation.

The presence of Ghost Shark General on the outside and this man on the inside left her with no escape should she be entangled.

But to let this man be would invite terrible things—she had a feeling deeply embedded in her bones, opposing her urge to retreat.

For the first time, she encountered such a situation where, even though her body was signalling grave danger, it wouldn’t let her back down!

"Senior... the parasite doesn’t seem to have affected Young Master Zhuo’s sanity, right?"

Ao Zhen frowned, "Isn’t that obvious?"

"Then it seems, him killing Madam Chen came from his own volition."

"At this point, you’re still hung up on that?" Ao Zhen felt an inexplicable irritation; were humans sometimes too sentimental?

"Do we retreat?" Murong Yunji asked cautiously, clearly she too sensed that if they were to be caught up, they would lose their last chance to break out.

"We cannot retreat..."

While Ao Zhen hesitated, Wei Gongzhan spoke up, "He must be killed!"

"Why?" Murong Yunji asked, puzzled.

She could already sense Ao Zhen’s impatience. Frankly speaking, if she didn’t know for a fact that Wei Gongzhan was a very reliable person, she would have been impatient as well. What was the point of defending that so-called Madam Chen at a time like this?

"He has already set his sights on us. Once the array outside is broken, that Ghost Shark General will definitely coordinate with him, and escape would be impossible. Our only chance of survival is to defend this city!"

"Defend the city?" Ao Zhen looked at him, puzzled, "With what will we defend it?"

"Our one and only opportunity lies with you, Young Master Zhuo," Wei Gongzhan said somberly as he looked at Chen Zhuo. "Am I right?"

Upon hearing this, Chen Zhuo’s expression remained unchanged, and he sneered, but his heart was struck with alarm.

This kid... how does he know?