Nangong Yu’s deep voice resonated, snapping many back to their senses. However, some were still drooling, gazing at Xi Yue in a daze.

Nangong Yu sneered. His voice took an icy tone, “Half an hour from now, if I catch anyone disturbing Xi Yue’s rest in this area, don’t blame the King of Hell Mansion for what’s going to happen!”

This statement, though seemingly calm and casual, was like a bolt of lightning, instantly jolting those who were still entranced back to reality.

The crowd let out a gasp, taking one last longing glance at the couple who looked like they were straight out of a fairy tale, before scattering in all directions.

They surely wanted to admire the goddess’s beauty more, but who dared to defy the mighty presence of the King of Hell? It was better to gaze from a distance than risk their lives up close!

In no time, the crowd that was once densely packed at the foot of the mountain had dispersed.

Hexi was delighted. She jumped out of the Star Ocean Airship.

“Miss—!”

“Miss, you are finally back!”

Xi Jia and others streamed out of the teleportation array. They knelt before Hexi, their eyes filled with joy and excitement of a long-awaited reunion.

Mai Xiang, who was rather emotional, had secretly wiped away her tears. It had been too long since they last saw Miss.

Mu Dong took a step forward and said, ‘Miss, your room has already been prepared. You must be tired from your journey; allow me to escort you to your rest.'”

Hexi smiled and nodded. As she was about to follow Xi Jia and the others into the teleportation array, she saw Nangong Yu following them again.

Butler Nan, who was not far away, looked at her with a troubled and pleading expression.

Hexi couldn’t resist a gentle chuckle as she playfully pushed Nangong Yu, remarking, “Behave for now; return when your work is finished.”

Nangong Yu wore a sad expression as if he were an aggrieved daughter-in-law.

Hexi ignored him, turned around, and disappeared into the teleportation array with Xi Jia and the rest.

Jin Zeyu and the others naturally followed into the Sealed Dragon Domain’s teleportation array, but when they passed by Nangong Yu, their expressions were intricate.

Xi Yue actually told His Majesty King of Hell to behave, while Nangong Yu still looked aggrieved.

Everyone felt like their worldviews had been turned upside down.

On the contrary, Qing Long and the others had long been accustomed to how the king and the queen got along, and they were used to it.

As soon as Hexi’s figure disappeared, Nangong Yu immediately returned to his usual cold and indifferent demeanor. He waved his hand and commanded, “Xuan Wu, assemble a team of Iron Kirin to guard the area. The rest of you, accompany me back to the King of Hell Mansion.”

“Yes, master!”

…

Lu Xuyang knelt nervously on the cold blue stone brick floor, cold sweat dripping from his forehead.

Not far in front of him was an empty chair. A man wearing a white robe and a silver mask stood next to the chair with a respectful expression.

Suddenly, there was a flash of silver light, and a figure was projected on the chair.

It was a tall man wearing a moon-white robe, with green vines printed on it. They intertwined to form a pattern.

The man’s face was also concealed behind a mask, but this mask was exceedingly eerie, It featured the same vine-like patterns, yet under the crystal’s light, those vines seemed to move as if they were alive.

Upon seeing this person appear, the sweat on Lu Xuyang’s face dripped down from his forehead. He bowed his head and respectfully said, “Greetings, Your Venerable.”

The man seated above cast a calm glance at him and inquired, “Do you have anything to say?”

Lu Xuyang looked up and saw Qishan’s figure.

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