For some unknown reason, Tang Xiaomin distinctly sensed that Yan Jue was more furious today than ever before.
She wanted to go in and stop him, but the words caught in her throat.
If she stopped him, he would surely think she believed Yan Jun's instigation and would be very hurt.
...
In the dungeon, Yan Jue fully unleashed his long-held anger towards Yan Jun.
He opened the cell door and walked straight in.
Without a word, he kicked Yan Jun in the face. The other Yama Kings in their cells stared blankly.
He had long disliked Yan Jun's face, then and now.
Yan Jun had already been injured, and there was no treatment for the injured in the cells.
Now, with his injuries exacerbated, he collapsed on the ground, spitting blood.
He wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and stood up with a cold sneer.
"I hit a nerve, so you're lashing out in anger, aren't you?"
Bang!
Yan Jue punched Yan Jun in the face again.
"Besides your slanderous lies, what else do you have?" Yan Jue said coldly.
"If you don't remember, then I'll remind you."
"She was waiting on your territory back then, destined to be shattered. Later, she reincarnated, and you watched her die again. Why would you do this?"
Yan Jue's soul-searching questions were echoed by the confusion of the surrounding Yama Kings.
Otherwise, they wouldn't even know why their supreme leader had disappeared.
"So, it's your dereliction of duty, and you've even lost the leader."
"I always felt he had ill intentions. Could it be that the supreme leader was ambushed by him?"
"I didn't want to think that way at first, but Yan Jun has repeatedly instigated trouble, making him truly suspicious."
"If Tang Xiaomin hadn't managed to get her sword back then, she would have fallen victim to Song Xin's wicked plot. If that had happened, who knows what the situation would be like now."
...
The voices doubting Yan Jun grew louder, and his face became increasingly grim.
He knew that without the support of these Yama Kings, he would lose this time.
"Yan Jue, stop spewing nonsense here. I didn't know back then because she didn't want me to know."
"Did you also bewitch her like this?"
Bang!
Yan Jue threw another punch, followed by a second, third, fourth, fifth, and sixth. It was a rhythm that clearly intended to beat Yan Jun to death.
What he detested most was people like Yan Jun who slacked off and stirred up trouble behind the scenes.
"Yan Jun, if you have the guts, face me in a fair duel. Resorting to underhanded tactics is the act of a coward."
"Minmin hates despicable people like you the most. Don't you know why she doesn't like you anymore?"
Yan Jun retorted defiantly, "If I'm a coward, you're not necessarily a gentleman."
"You don't need to worry about that. I will prove myself honorably."
Bang bang bang!!!
The incessant sounds of blows made the other Yama Kings' scalps tingle.
It was Qin Yu who couldn't bear it and intervened.
"Whatever wrong he has done, the supreme leader will judge. You shouldn't abuse him like this. If you claim to be a gentleman, you should act with a gentleman's demeanor."
Yan Jue actually stopped fighting.
It wasn't because he cared about being called a gentleman, but because he wanted Yan Jun to be convinced and to lose unequivocally.
"I'll spare you this time. Now, watch closely and see how I prove myself to her."
With that, Yan Jue stormed out, just as he had arrived.
Watching Yan Jun being beaten, the others, while feeling his pain, also felt a sense of satisfaction.
After all, Yan Jun had caused trouble several times and failed. He deserved to be taught a lesson like this.
No one paid any attention to Yan Jun; they all remained silent, squatting in their small cages.
When Yan Jue came out, Tang Xiaomin had been waiting for him at the entrance.
"Are you still angry?"
As soon as he saw Tang Xiaomin, Yan Jue's anger vanished, and his expression softened.
"Why are you still here?"
"I was waiting for you to leave with me."
"It's not because you feel sorry for the one inside."
Tang Xiaomin chuckled.
"Heh... why would I feel sorry for him? I've wanted to beat him up for a long time. You going in there was just what I wanted."
Yan Jue didn't believe her.
"I remember before, every time I wanted to kill him, you would stop me. What changed your mind this time?"
"Because..."
Tang Xiaomin beckoned Yan Jue to lean closer.
Although he was skeptical, he lowered his head to her ear.
Then, she said, "Because I'm not alone anymore. I don't want people to say in the future that your girlfriend is a shrew."
If seeing Tang Xiaomin in person made Yan Jue's mood pleasant,
then her admitting to being his girlfriend at this moment was enough to make him temporarily forget all his troubles.
He slung an arm around Tang Xiaomin's shoulders and led her away from that place of conflict.
"It's not really fitting for a girl to be involved in fighting and killing. It's wonderful that you think this way."
As he said this, a soft smile remained on his lips.
"It's not convenient to talk here, let's go back quickly."
Then, hand in hand, they returned.
They looked at the Netherworld, which was half destroyed, and could only offer a wry smile.
He had wanted to take this opportunity to spend some intimate time with her, but unfortunately, he had forgotten about it.
"Our room was destroyed, so how about this, I'll take you somewhere."
"It doesn't matter where we go now, let's go back and recuperate."
"Ugh, why are you..."
...
Yan Jue took Tang Xiaomin to a themed hotel in the suburbs of Nether City, a place she had never been before.
Seeing this, Tang Xiaomin immediately became wary.
"What are you bringing me here for?"
Yan Jue said with a serious expression.
"This is your former Xuánxiá Cave, the place where I met you a long time ago. It was later converted into a hotel, and I bought it."
After buying it, he specifically arranged for ghost guards to watch over it, preventing ordinary spirits from entering. It also served to conceal their true intentions.
Later, Yan Jun had also come, but to no avail.
As soon as they entered, a beautiful female ghost guard bowed respectfully. Her striking red skull mask was particularly noticeable.
Just as she was about to speak, Yan Jue waved his hand, and the ghost guard withdrew.
Passing through the hotel lobby, the further they went, the damper and more eerie it became.
After about half an hour, the surroundings suddenly opened up, revealing a hidden world within.
It was like a vast park square, with a wooden house intricately carved with patterns standing prominently in the center, surrounded by water, as if it were an independent world on an independent continent, fostering its own ecosystem.
A pink sky and blue lake reflected a dreamlike, ethereal paradise.
In this world, colors became exceptionally vivid and deep.
Following Yan Jue across a wooden bridge, Tang Xiaomin arrived directly in front of the wooden house.
A sense of profound familiarity washed over Tang Xiaomin.