On your wedding night, stay with your godbrother; the Empress is practically throwing herself at you

Lei Qianjue was very excited.

I was also very nervous.

He received news that someone had actually entered the Twin Saints' Ruins.

But for several days in a row, no one came out of it.

Now those people have finally come out.

If they could get information about that senior from the other party, it would be great news for both Nancheng and himself.

But the result.

When Lei Qianjue walked over.

Upon seeing Lu Chuan, he was immediately stunned.

"Lu Chuan?"

"It was you?"

Of course he remembered Lu Chuan.

Even Lu Chuan's position as the zoo director was arranged by Lei Qianjue.

However, in his impression, Lu Chuan was just a young martial artist with some skill.

He never expected this.

Lu Chuan actually managed to get involved with the Martial Emperor of Nancheng.

Although Lu Chuan felt somewhat helpless facing Lei Qianjue, it was still within his expectations.

So he lifted Wukong up in his arms and laughed.

"President Lei, it's been a long time."

"this……"

Lei Qianjue opened his mouth.

After a long while, he pointed to the ruins of the two saints behind them and asked,

"you……"

"Did you see that senior?"

Lu Chuan nodded, spouting nonsense with a straight face.

"I saw him."

"To be honest, that senior..."

"It is indeed my master."

"What?!"

Lei Qianjue exclaimed in surprise.

I was utterly shocked.

The martial artists and reporters who were eavesdropping nearby gasped in shock.

Oh my God!

This young man was actually a disciple of the Martial Emperor of the Southern City.

next moment.

Lei Qianjue realized what was happening.

She immediately stared intently at Lu Chuan, as if trying to discern a hint of joking from his face.

But Lu Chuan's expression was sincere and his eyes were clear; he didn't seem to be joking at all.

After a long while.

Lei Qianjue took a deep breath, shook his head, and smiled bitterly.

"I see……"

"No wonder, no wonder you have the cultivation of a Grand Martial Master at such a young age."

If he is a disciple of the Martial Emperor.

That explains everything.

"Then...where is the senior?"

Lei Qianjue looked back again, his face full of hope.

Lu Chuan remained calm.

"My master is currently in seclusion deep within the ruins, and he shouldn't be coming out anytime soon."

These words were spoken.

The entire venue fell silent once again.

The martial artists and reporters around them, who had been listening intently, all gasped in surprise once again.

Seclusion for spiritual cultivation?

Those are the relics of two saints!

The black, malevolent energy inside is so potent that anyone who touches it will die instantly; even a Martial King wouldn't dare venture even a fraction deeper.

That senior was actually able to go into seclusion inside?

Is this the terrifying power of a Martial Emperor?

Lei Qianjue's pupils suddenly contracted.

A storm raged in my heart.

He had originally harbored a slight thought of going in to pay his respects.

Now completely abandon this dangerous idea.

They are in seclusion.

That's when you go to bother them.

If you anger the senior, the entire South City Martial Arts Association wouldn't be enough to withstand a single slap from him.

Lei Qianjue took a deep breath to suppress the shock in his heart.

He solemnly clasped his hands again in the direction of the ruins.

Then he turned to look at Lu Chuan and the others.

"Since you are in seclusion, I, Lei, would naturally not dare to disturb you."

"You've just come out of the ruins, you must be tired."

"Why don't you come with me back to the Martial Arts Association to rest for a while?"

Lu Chuan did not refuse.

There are too many people and too many eyes around here; it's definitely not the place to talk.

The group followed Lei Qianjue and got into a spacious black minivan.

The car door closed.

Completely shut out the noise from the outside world.

Lei Qianjue sat opposite him, and only then did his gaze fall on Liu Fuyao.

"Miss Liu."

"Ever since Lei was transferred to Nancheng, I have only heard of Miss Liu's name."

"This is only our first official meeting."

"Nice to meet you."

Liu Fuyao nodded slightly, her attitude both calm and polite.

"President Lei, you're too kind."

Lei Qianjue smiled.

His gaze then shifted and landed on Sun Miaoyin, who was looking down at her phone.

His expression immediately turned strange.

"Miss Sun."

"Why did you end up in the south of the city?"

"Does Patriarch Sun know you've come to this sacred ruin for an adventure?"

Sun Miaoyin raised her head and pouted.

"Uncle Lei, it's been a long time!"

"Even if my dad knew, there's nothing he could do about it."

"Besides, I only got to meet that senior because of Fuyao and Brother Lu Chuan."

At this point, Sun Miaoyin's tone became incredibly regretful.

"But Uncle Lei, please don't misunderstand."

"I am not a disciple of Senior Martial Emperor of Nancheng."

"The senior didn't even accept me as his apprentice."

Regarding this point...

Lei Qianjue was not surprised.

Emperor-level experts are extremely discerning; it's not easy for them to become disciples.

"To be able to observe the demeanor of a royal-level powerhouse up close, and even to be safe and sound in the ruins."

"This is already an incredible opportunity for you."

Sun Miaoyin hummed in response, neither agreeing nor disagreeing.

But the pair of E-grade breasts on her chest rose and fell with her breathing, attracting Wukong, who was in Lu Chuan's arms, to take a second look.

The carriage fell silent.

The minivan drove smoothly on the highway.

Lei Qianjue seemed to suddenly realize something, and the smile on his face gradually faded.

His brows were furrowed.

His expression became extremely solemn.

"Oh, right."

"You've been inside the ruins for the past few days, cut off from the outside world."

"There's something you probably don't know yet."

Lu Chuan looked up.

Liu Fuyao also looked puzzled.

Lei Qianjue looked at the assistant in the passenger seat.

"Bring the tablet over here."

The assistant quickly handed over a black tablet.

Lei Qianjue opened a page and handed it directly to Lu Chuan and Liu Fuyao.

on the screen.

It was a blood-red declaration of war.

The title is extremely large and glaring.

He Taiqing, president of the Taihe Province Martial Arts Association, challenges the Martial Emperor of Nancheng!

[Timeframe: Half a month later]

[Location: Nancheng]

[This cowardly rat, hiding its head and tail, dares to fight?]

Lu Chuan's gaze swept across the screen.

His eyes instantly turned cold.

He Taiqing.

That old dog.

Last time, he was severely injured by the main body's sword outside the city and fled back to Taihe Province with his tail between his legs.

Now that its injuries have just begun to heal, it's jumping out and barking again.

I still feel like I've figured out the truth about the main body.

Are they now acting with impunity?

Upon seeing the sharp wording of the challenge, Liu Fuyao's pretty face instantly turned frosty.

"How shameless!"

"He Taiqing is supposed to be the head of a provincial association, yet he resorts to such a despicable tactic of provocation!"

Sun Miaoyin, out of curiosity, leaned closer to take a look.

A fiery temper ignited instantly.

"Depend on!"

"Has this old bastard ever had any shame?"

"They were beaten like a dead dog in the south of the city a few days ago, and now they're back to act all high and mighty?"

"I'll call in reinforcements right now and go to Taihe Province to smash up their martial arts association's signboard!"

Lei Qianjue ignored Sun Miaoyin's curses and instead said softly,

"This matter has gone viral online and has even alarmed Chairman Zhou."

"President Zhou called me personally."

"What he meant was that whether or not to accept the challenge was entirely up to the senior's own decision."

"If you agree to fight, Senior, the Jiangnan Martial Arts Association will provide your full support!"

"If you, senior, are unwilling to deal with such pointless provocations, the council will intervene and ensure that no one from Taihe Province sets foot in Nancheng!"

Lei Qianjue leaned forward slightly.

"so."

"Please make sure you two find a way to contact your master."

"Let's ask for the opinions of our seniors."

"So we can prepare early."

In an instant, the atmosphere inside the carriage became oppressive.

Lu Chuan remained silent.

Liu Fuyao turned her head and exchanged a glance with Lu Chuan; both could see the helplessness in each other's eyes.

Liu Fuyao sighed.

Push the tablet back to Lei Qianjue

"President Lei."

To be honest...

"We can't contact our master now either."

……