Chapter 188 – Master, do you choose to die or to perish? (29)
The wind raged, lifting Yanluo’s robe slightly. Before anyone could react, Lan Yi lay on the ground with a muffled sound, blood tracing from his lips as he fell into unconsciousness.
Meanwhile, Yan Luo calmly withdrew her hand, covering the teacup, and lowered her gaze, giving no acknowledgment to the onlookers.
The Lord of Luo City arrived hastily to witness this scene.
It was eerie, incredibly so.
Despite the crowd surrounding them, no one dared to speak. Even as Lan Yi lay there in uncertainty, no one dared to approach him to assess the situation. They allowed him and his attendant to lie outside, unattended.
Inside, amidst this atmosphere, only one person sat calmly, holding a cup of tea, appearing utterly indifferent.
The Lord of Luo City involuntarily swallowed, “Master, Young Master Lan has never been adept at socializing; this was surely not intentional…”
Considering Lan Yi’s temperament, and observing Yan Luo’s composed demeanor, it didn’t take much thought to understand what had transpired.
Lan Yi had some cultivation, despite his weak spiritual roots. However, he probably hadn’t anticipated the extent of the power of the girl before him.
The Lord of Luo City hurriedly defended Lan Yi. After all, if left unattended, once Lan Yi’s aunt returned, their entire city would face the wrath of her eerie power.
Yan Luo blinked at the Lord’s words, setting down her cup with slender fingers, tapping lightly on her lip, her expression laden with meaning, “So, this is the extent of what you call unintentional offense?”
It was the first time the Lord of Luo City had heard Yan Luo speak. Her chilly tone carried a hint of interrogation, suppressing any inclination to argue.
The Lord was someone accustomed to grand occasions, but he felt an unprecedented chill from this seemingly simple conversation. It was obviously devoid of anger, but it made him break out in cold sweats.
He dared not maintain his previous attitude or regard her as an ordinary disciple of the Xuanhua Sect.
Taking a deep breath, he bowed deeply, his tone pleading, “Master, I understand this request may seem unreasonable, but I implore you to spare his life for the sake of the people of Luo City.”
Even though Lan Yi’s current condition was difficult to justify, letting him die before their eyes would be equally unacceptable…
The Lord wiped the sweat from his forehead.
Indeed, it was a dilemma.
“Hmm,” Yan Luo lightly responded to the man’s demeanor. Given the recent exchange, even if she hadn’t intervened, there was little chance Lan Yi would resume his cultivation. She lazily closed her eyes, indicating she was no longer interested in the matter.
Seeing her attitude, the Lord of Luo City breathed a sigh of relief, quickly gesturing for his men to carry away the unconscious Lan Yi. Just as they were about to leave, Yan Luo suddenly opened her eyes again.
She tilted her head slightly, “Who is his aunt?”
Startled, the Lord of Luo City hastily replied, “Lan Yi’s aunt is a loose cultivator, named Lan Ling. Although she’s a loose cultivator, her cultivation is exceptionally high, commanding respect from all sects. I suggest Master inform your sect about this matter.”