A cold male voice reached her ears, causing A'Xi to shiver involuntarily. "The First Prince whipped me three times with his right hand."
Si Jianye's expression turned grim. Beneath his golden mask, his eyes were sinister as he stared at the departing carriage as if at a dead man. "Go to the First Prince's mansion."
A'Xi couldn't help but tremble and click his tongue.
The King of Hell was furious, and Baili Ye was in for a world of trouble.
In Xiyou Continent, no one dared to offend the young lady. Baili Ye, a mere prince, dared to bully her.
Now, Baili Ye was going to suffer.
The First Prince's Mansion.
Baili Ye returned to his chambers, his heart filled with rage.
"Someone! Summon the two beautiful concubines who recently joined the mansion yesterday!"
With nowhere to vent his anger, he could only take it out on the concubines.
However, after calling for a long time, no one entered the room.
As Baili Ye was about to erupt in anger, a tall and sturdy figure entered the room.
The man wore a golden mask, and beneath it, his eyes were icy. He strode in with a chilling aura.
"Who are you?"
Baili Ye felt an inexplicable chill and shivered involuntarily, watching the man before him with caution.
Si Jianye said nothing more. A powerful surge of spiritual energy emanated from him, striking Baili Ye fiercely.
Bang!
The chair Baili Ye was sitting on instantly shattered into pieces, and he was thrown heavily to the ground.
"How dare you trespass into the First Prince's mansion!"
Baili Ye leaped up, charging towards the man.
As soon as he moved, his limbs felt restrained, and he froze in place.
An immense pressure bore down on him.
Baili Ye's pupils contracted sharply, his knees buckled, and he knelt on the ground.
The terrifying aura emanating from the man sent shivers down his spine.
He was utterly powerless to resist!
Si Jianye looked down with his narrow eyes, his gaze fierce. His voice, like a divine decree, slowly descended, "That child is not someone you can bully. You whipped her three times with your right hand. By rights, I should repay you tenfold, but you don't have the lifespan to bear it. I will give you ten palms to your right hand, considering it a favor."
"That child?"
Baili Ye seemed to recall something, his expression dawning with understanding. "My whip never even touched her. Not a single hair on her was harmed! I didn't bully her at all! And I even apologized to that little girl!"
To think that the dignified First Prince had to apologize to a little girl, and now another person had come to teach him a lesson.
At this moment, Baili Ye felt like crying.
Today was truly an unlucky day.
Si Jianye ignored him and swung a palm towards his right hand.
This palm strike used only a fraction of his strength, yet it was still more than Baili Ye could endure.
His body slammed against the wall, his arm numb with pain, and bright red blood burst from beneath his skin!
He had no doubt that two more palms would cripple this hand.
"You... Who exactly are you, and what is your relationship with that child?"
Baili Ye gasped in pain, fine beads of sweat forming on his forehead. He gritted his teeth and stared intently at the man before him.
He wanted to retreat, but his back was against a solid white wall, leaving him no escape.
Si Jianye's narrow eyes were frosted over, and the crimson mole at the corner of his eye was breathtakingly alluring.
A chilling male voice slowly drifted down, "For a lowly ant like you, my identity is not something you are worthy of knowing."
Outside the house.
A figure stood quietly.
A'Xi peeked his head, watching Baili Ye being tormented inside. He clicked his tongue with emotion, sighing softly, "The First Prince won't be needing that hand anymore."
Even one palm strike was more than Baili Ye could handle, let alone ten.
After ten palm strikes, Baili Ye was a bloody mess, lying weakly on the ground. His right hand was immobile, and even moving a finger was a struggle.
He effortfully lifted his heavy eyelids and glared fiercely at the man leaving the room.
Though he didn't know the man's identity, he knew clearly that this was not someone he could afford to offend.
That little girl actually had such a powerful backer!
Wait...
Why did that man look so familiar, as if he had seen him somewhere before?
Wasn't the masked man standing with Feng Ninghe that day the same person as today!
"Someone! Quickly, someone!"
Baili Ye roared hysterically, his eyes filled with crimson rage.
Several guards rushed in.
When the guards saw Baili Ye, who was lying on the ground, half-dead and covered in blood, they panicked and quickly helped him up. "Your Highness, what happened to you!"
The First Prince was, after all, a Golden Core stage cultivator. How powerful must the person who could humiliate him to this extent be!
"Quick! Investigate the masked man immediately! I want to know his identity! And what is Feng Ninghe's relationship with the masked man? I want to know everything!"
Baili Ye growled, his heart filled with indignation.
This person had disregarded royal authority, boldly trespassed into his mansion, and attacked him. How could he swallow this insult?
The guards were bewildered. As they were about to ask for details, Baili Ye fell unconscious.
Elsewhere.
Feng Ninghe was walking down the street with Si Xin Xin.
"Pretty sister, will you be my mother?"
Si Xin Xin's tender little hand held Feng Ninghe's large hand. She paused, tilting her head up, her eyes filled with anticipation.
Speaking of which, Feng Ninghe had a question she wanted to ask.
She slightly lowered her gaze and crouched down, meeting the expectant bright eyes. "Xin Xin, who is your biological mother?"
Si Xin Xin blinked her large eyes. Her small head was filled with great confusion. She said crisply, "I don't know who my birth mother is. I only know that my mother died the moment I was born."
Feng Ninghe's expression subtly shifted.
The Phoenix Yuan within Xin Xin was the same as hers, so Xin Xin's mother might be someone she knew.
But who else in this world shared the same origin of spiritual脉 as her?
Feng Ninghe fell into doubt.
Xiao Zhao swayed its round body, resting its chin on its hands. Its sapphire eyes were filled with confusion.
Master, I knew I felt a sense of familiarity when I saw Xin Xin. It turns out you both have Phoenix Yuan.
In this world, I only know of you who possess Phoenix Yuan. I don't know of anyone else who has it.
"Pretty sister."
Si Xin Xin gently tugged at her sleeve, biting her tender lips, and said softly, "I don't have a mother anymore. Xin Xin really wants a mother. Can you be my mother? My dad is a bit strict, but he has a good heart, he's a great person!"
Si Jianye was notoriously cruel and black-hearted.
No matter who heard this statement, they wouldn't believe it.
Feng Ninghe subconsciously raised her eyebrows. When her gaze met those expectant eyes, her heart softened.
This child was also to be pitied, having lost her mother since childhood.
Si Jianye was also strict and demanding, so Xin Xin must have suffered greatly since she was young.
She couldn't help but sigh and say softly, "I can be your godmother."
She had finally relented.
Even if it was only as a godmother, she would diligently take care of Xin Xin.
Si Xin Xin's beautiful brows lifted, her young face showing a hint of seriousness. "Pretty sister, why a godmother? Can't you be my real mother!"