northernbook Chapter 129 Settlement of Accounts
Chapter 129 Settlement of Accounts
Fan Qingyin returned to the council hall and told Jiang Ren the news his servant had brought back. Jiang Ren's expression became even more unpleasant.
While there are only a handful of people capable of severely injuring An and whose skills surpass An's, judging from the people involved in this incident, we can almost determine the scope of their master. The emperor would naturally not go to such lengths, so the only ones who would want to kill someone under false pretenses and possess such abilities are those two.
Fan Qingyin glanced at Madam Tini and Ren Kecheng, wondering who it could be. Was it Madam Tini's double insurance or Ren Kecheng's opportunistic act of kicking someone when they're down?
Whoever it was, they deprived Xiaoyu of the chance to be saved just now. Such evil deeds should be punished now, when will they ever be?
Fan Qingyin originally thought that if Xiao Yu could be safe, he could slowly settle this score, but he was not in the mood for that right now.
He was utterly fed up with the back-and-forth, open and covert attacks among the nobles of the Ocean Empire. Although he was also skilled in this art, ever since he was drawn into this vortex, Xiao Yu had been repeatedly plunged into danger and constraints, exhausting all his patience and forbearance. The immense worry and hatred made his icy blue eyes increasingly blurry.
Since he dared to make a move, he shouldn't try to hide any longer; he has his own ways of finding him.
Then everyone saw the divine messenger, who had just entered the hall, suddenly emit a dazzling light, and a faint spot of light appeared on his forehead. Everyone present was familiar with divine initiation rituals, but no one knew what this divine messenger was up to. Was he going to initiate a divine initiation ritual to pray for his wife?
As the light spot on his forehead grew brighter, the light around him dimmed until the light spot separated from his forehead, leaving only a faint halo around his body.
Bathed in the interplay of light, Fan Qingyin's long, silvery-white hair danced without wind, his fair skin appearing as pale and pure as snow, and his icy-blue eyes, both sacred and flawless, held the coldness of the aurora borealis while revealing divine compassion. Only then did everyone understand how he had earned the title of "Child of God." He was truly extraordinary, unlike any mortal.
A bright spot the size of a walnut separated from its owner's forehead and slowly rose into the air until it hovered above his head. The instant Fan Qingyin closed his eyes, the spot of light split in two at an incredible speed and then instantly appeared in front of Lady Tini and Lord Ren Kecheng.
No one knows how the two points of light transformed into sharp spikes in an instant, hovering over the two people's foreheads in less than a second.
Fan Qingyin opened her eyes and stood there quietly, her expression unchanged, as if committing murder against his wife and another noble lord in front of the emperor was a trivial matter.
Mrs. Tini and Ren Kecheng were both petrified. If the icy blade of light in front of their foreheads had moved forward just a little bit more, it could have taken their lives instantly. The two were too terrified to move, cold sweat dripping from their foreheads. Ren Kecheng was so frightened that she burst into tears.
She was still in Newt's arms. Newt was also stunned by the sudden change, but the next moment he said with a grin, "Hey, you finally pushed her husband to his limit, didn't you? What did you do this time? Don't drag me into this." Then he quickly pulled his sleeve out of Ren Kecheng's clenched hand, raised his hands slightly, and stepped away from his wife.
“Divine messenger, this has nothing to do with me.” The little madman of the Yulia family seemed eager for others to know that he didn’t love his wife at all.
Ren Kecheng's face burned with shame and fear. Unable to bear it any longer, she broke down in tears, only to be stopped by Fan Qingyin's casual remark:
"I suggest you don't move around."
Lady Tiny wasn't much better off. Was this messenger mentally ill? How dare he threaten royalty in public! Did he have a death wish?
"Divine Envoy Fan Qingyin, what are you doing!" The Emperor's pupils dilated slightly. How amusing! There was such a surprise! He looked harmless, but when he went crazy, he was like a weapon of mass destruction. Only someone like him could help him keep Keslan in check!
He applauded himself in his heart, his careful selection and planning had not been in vain, it couldn't have been more suitable!
"It's just a matter of one life for another," Fan Qingyin said with a slight smile, as if it were the most natural thing in the world.
"Divine Envoy Fan Qingyin! What does this have to do with my daughter? Why are you harming innocent people!" Ren Qing shouted angrily. He had just been laughing at Jiang Ren, but now his own daughter had been implicated. He and his wife both looked shocked and furious.
"Don't you, as a parent, know what your daughter has done? Why do you have to ask me? I don't have time to waste on this nonsense." The gentle and refined divine messenger finally revealed the rugged ice beneath the soft snow.
"To act like this in front of His Majesty is utterly treasonous! Aren't you afraid of implicating the Aurora Empire's main family?!" Ren Kecheng's mother exclaimed. The divine envoy didn't even spare her a glance.
He just smiled slightly: "Can't you smell it? A fresh, faint smell of blood."
"Since someone has already sacrificed themselves, I've had a sudden inspiration: I'd like to use two fresh lives to pray for my wife's safety, to ensure her temporary well-being. Surely you all know what the Fan family does?"
The god of the aurora, the god of the afterlife.
The Brahma family, which firmly holds the top position in theology of the Aurora Empire, established its unshakeable status hundreds of years ago with a divine initiation ceremony that shocked the world.
The pope sacrificed hundreds of lives to save the dying king and his children. However, this incurred divine punishment, and the pope and all the bishops of the Brahma family at the time were martyred. They also decreed that each generation would dedicate a saint to the holy mountain, thus preventing the calamity of divine punishment from descending upon the world.
Such divine initiation rituals have become forbidden techniques within the Brahma family. Could it be that this divine messenger, renowned as a contemporary genius of the Brahma family, actually knows how to use such a forbidden technique?!
Everyone was stunned, including Jiang Ren. Could Fan Qingyin really do this for Xiao Yu? His gaze softened, and he stood firmly beside Fan Qingyin.
Whatever Qingyin's plan is, he has to protect him well and prevent anyone from disrupting or ruining it. Qingyin himself doesn't know martial arts, so he has to prevent anyone from getting close and attacking him.
"I don't have the skills or the men to save my wife, but my family's heritage can protect her for the time being. Trading my wife's and the lord's lives for hers is a way of settling scores and getting revenge. My life isn't worth much anyway."
"You agree, don't you?" Fan Qingyin looked at the two people's panicked and pale faces, curled her lips, and raised her hand.
"Wait!" Ren Kecheng's mother rushed forward, tears streaming down her face, trying to stop him. Ren Qing also looked at the emperor with an accusing expression, hoping that the emperor would intervene, but the emperor remained seated and did not react.
Seeing her mother like this, Ren Kecheng finally realized that the only way to survive was to save herself. She broke down and shouted, "Kill Fan Qingyin!"
Before she could finish speaking, a black afterimage swept in front of Fan Qingyin like the wind, but in the blink of an eye, the outstretched dagger was barely caught by Jiang Ren.
At almost the same time, Fan Qingyin's dark servants appeared like ghosts, appearing behind the dark servants summoned by Ren Kecheng.
Two against one, the result was a foregone conclusion.
Fan Qingyin remained motionless, staring intently at the servant's other hand, which was not holding a dagger and had only four fingers.
He smiled with satisfaction: "You're really gullible, I've got you."