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"You're back." Ouyang Zixin, who had been sitting alone in the room lost in thought, turned around upon hearing the door open. Seeing Yun Tianmo return, she got up to greet her.
Yun Tianmo slightly curled her lips and replied with a "Hmm," before pulling Ouyang Zixin back down to sit again.
"Are you worried about Feng Chengxuan's death?"
Ouyang Zixin nodded at the question; she was indeed somewhat concerned. If this matter were to be investigated, it could very likely lead back to Yun Tianmo. After all...
"They know?!" Ouyang Zixin's eyes widened in shock as she looked at Yun Tianmo.
She had felt that something was off all day, and now seeing Yun Tianmo, she finally recalled what it was.
Today, Feng Chengxuan's body was right in the main hall. If anyone were to casually investigate the Mysterious Energy on him, they would know who had acted. After all, each person's use of Mysterious Energy had its distinctions. Not to mention Yun Tianmo's unique Mysterious Energy—so why had no one mentioned this?
Even Feng Chengzhi had requested Nan Gong Yao to conduct a thorough investigation without suggesting an immediate examination of the body.
Was it because they all knew?
"Some people know." Like Nan Gong Yao.
Despite Nan Gong Yao always appearing lazy, a man who had held the position of Exiled Nation's Sovereign for over thirty years was not simply as he seemed on the surface.
As for Feng Chengzhi, his cultivation level wasn't high enough, so he couldn't possibly know.
And Rong Yi and the others had asked that way because they knew it was Yun Tianmo who had acted.
So the whole situation was actually quite simple: key figures knew who had acted but no one spoke up. As for the reason, Yun Tianmo pondered whether to tell Ouyang Zixin.
Seeing Yun Tianmo lost in thought, Ouyang Zixin realized her guess was correct.
A faint bitter smile appeared on her face; she truly was slow to realize things. Was she still not understanding this person beside her enough?
"Don't overthink it." Yun Tianmo came back to his senses and noticed Ouyang Zixin's unusual expression. He gently pulled her up and sat her on his lap.
One hand caressed her back while he pondered how to begin.
"Feng Chengxuan and the others cannot return." The reason the Dream Kingdom Ruler had not shown himself was not solely due to his old age, which made it inconvenient for him to travel. After all, this competition was related to the future division of power in the Yuhai Continent. If he didn't have other reasons, how could he possibly not come?
That piece buried in the Dream Kingdom Palace seemed to have developed its own agenda and dared to act independently. Yun Tianmo had not yet decided how to punish that piece when the Dream Kingdom Ruler had already indicated through action that these princes and princesses had been abandoned.
Therefore, if Yun Tianmo killed Feng Chengxuan, it was likely that apart from Fifth Prince Feng Chengzhi and Eldest Princess Feng Tianjiao, no one else would care.
Even the former Dream Nation's Grandmaster showed no intention of pursuing the matter.
"Next, does it mean..." Ouyang Zixin hesitated for a moment, feeling that the only person whose appearance she clearly remembered might be next.
"Some things are better left unknown. Since you know now, there's no reason to let it go."
"You are right, but those are matters from a thousand years ago." Is it really necessary to be so calculative? To settle scores with lives?
He had already acted decisively back then; did he really want to repeat that now?
"My dear wife, you are truly kind." Yun Tianmo's eyes were filled with emotion as he faintly saw that desperate woman who cried out in despair after losing her daughter and then her own life. His heart began to ache.
"It's not that I'm kind; I just..." She simply did not want past hatred to blind her eyes in this lifetime.
Whether it was Nangong Tuo or Ning Zhiyuan, both had treated her well and had never harmed her. Instead, she had given her feelings to Yun Tianmo and hurt these two identical individuals. If they were to die at Yun Tianmo's hands because of grievances from a thousand years ago, then perhaps she would find it truly difficult to let go in the future.
However, she couldn't bring herself to speak out against it.
Because of the scenes from A Thousand Years Ago, it felt like yesterday. The pain of losing her daughter still tore at her heart...
Everything seemed to be trapped in an unbreakable cycle.
"I will give him a chance."
"Really?" Ouyang Zixin's eyes lit up. Nangong Tuo indeed had not committed any great evil, and if he could truly be given a chance, she would be happy about it.
Yun Tianmo smiled, pinching her nose and said, "Have I ever lied to you?"
"That's good. Let's take a break. The competition tomorrow?"
"The competition continues tomorrow. You should rest first; I have some matters to attend to." With that, he placed a kiss on Ouyang Zixin's forehead, helped her into bed, and then went back to his tasks.
With Yun Tianmo's assurance, Ouyang Zixin fell asleep peacefully. However, when she woke up in the morning, she felt as if there was a faint scent of blood in the air.
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"Have you heard? Another one died last night."
"Indeed. This morning, I wanted to see if the competition was still going on, but as soon as I stepped outside, I heard the news."
Two men in fine clothes gazed at the Duel Arena from a distance while discussing the latest news they had received that morning.
Sito Rongyan was dead.
"But she didn't even participate in the competition. How could..."
"Xu Manor hasn't shown any sign of response at all. Tsk tsk." The man felt a sense of betrayal; after all, the one who died was the daughter-in-law of Xu Manor, yet there was not a single reaction from them.
"It seems that today's match is uncertain," another man speculated while stroking his chin.
Unfortunately, it was impossible to suspend the match just because a prince had died, especially when there had been no announcement of a suspension after the death of another prince yesterday. The competition would proceed as usual!
Before taking the stage, Nangong Tuo had learned that Sito Rongyan had died in his residence last night, with no traces left by the murderer. He merely frowned at this news; after all, he held no good feelings for a woman who had bullied Ouyang Zixin.
Today was a significant day for him as he participated in the competition, and his opponent was not to be underestimated. He could not afford to be distracted by unrelated matters.
Indeed, in his eyes, the dead were all irrelevant people.
Taking a deep breath, Nangong Tuo walked confidently toward the Duel Arena, while the figure opposite him also slowly approached. The newcomer represented Cloud Nation, and today’s match between Exiled Nation and Cloud Nation was highly anticipated.
The Third Prince of Li Nation, Nangong Tuo, was set to face Ning Zhiyuan, the Ninth Prince of Cloud Nation and the adopted brother of King Mo, Yun Tianmo.
"What?!" Ouyang Zixin exclaimed! She threw off her blanket and jumped out of bed, instructing Liu Lvy, who had rushed from Xuan Shi Mansion to deliver the news, to help her change clothes. "Even if the initial list was fake, I have seen the real list. How could it be them facing each other?"
Liu Lvy also looked confused, only knowing that everyone had been stunned at the revelation of two Third Princes, which prompted her hurried visit to deliver the message.
Ouyang Zixin suddenly paused in her dressing, her body trembling. "An opportunity? Could this be what he meant by an opportunity?"
If that were the case, it would be too cruel! (To be continued.)
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