Berserk God of War-Chapter 150: Pull Down the Scarf

Watching Sikong Jing and his companion leave, Fan Zhong stood sweating profusely in a corner.

He didn’t know how much time had passed before he looked up to the sky and roared, "Why? Why can Sikong Jing’s hundred thousand City Guard Soldiers survive amidst the millions of the Xia Country’s army?"

The several millions of troops from Xia Country had stormed into the Dark Dragon Mountain Range, and the chance of survival there was practically zero.

But somehow they all survived, and what’s even worse, there was a Princely Heir from the Sui Family among them. Whether it was true or false, his own retreat outside Yanyun City had just offended everyone from Jin Sect to death.

They would all be after his life!

"The Sui Family? Zhenyun Royal Mansion? Damn it, just do it!"

Fan Zhong had no choice but to act because the Sui Family was more terrifying. Even if he had to confront the Zhenyun Royal Mansion, he must protect the Su Family and everyone else.

He returned to the Yunzhou War Mansion like a madman and immediately gathered his troops and horses to attack the residence where Su Yuexi and the others were staying.

...

At the same time, in the compound representing Yunye City, Su Zhenglong’s family of three waited anxiously.

How was Su Yue Immortal doing, and had Sikong Jing managed to stop her?

Two hours had already passed.

Boom!

Just then, the door of the compound was violently smashed open.

The people saw a large troop rush in, with the rolling aura of the Heaven Realm not emanating from just one person.

Ah Hu and the other soldiers wanted to question them but were so oppressed they couldn’t even breathe.

Su Zhenglong’s family of three were also frightened, especially when they saw the man leading them; their entire faces panicked, and slowly their eyes began to redden and their faces grew more and more flushed.

The elegant gentleman at the front was none other than the noble young man who took Su Yue Immortal away ten years ago and severely injured Su Zhenglong.

For their family, their hatred was as deep as the sea!

In the next instant, Mei Xiaofang suddenly rushed out and shouted, "How is my Yue Xian? Did you kill Yue Xian?"

It was not just about what happened ten years ago. Su Yue Immortal was forced to become an assassin, compelled to kill her own family. And now, having not completed her task and even possibly dead,

She probably went back to assassinate this noble young man but was killed in turn.

Since the noble young man was alive and coming for a reckoning, how could Yue Xian possibly still be alive?

When Su Zhenglong and Mei Xiaofang thought of this, their whole bodies tingled, and a surge of energy to fight for their daughter’s life emerged. At this moment, they forgot fear; if the noble young man dared say Su Yue Immortal was dead, they were ready to fight for their lives.

At the same time, Su Yuexi murmured, "Where is Brother Jing?"

If Sikong Jing had chased after Su Yue Immortal, was Brother Jing also in danger?

Unfortunately, Yan Ao did not reply, but merely glanced coldly around the room.

Then, a servant brought over a chair for him, and he sprawled arrogantly in it, smirking endlessly.

The Su family was insignificant in his eyes, not even worthy of half a word from him.

He was waiting for the Su family’s son-in-law and Su Yue Immortal to return, and then he would kill all the Su family members in front of them.

"Answer me, did you kill Yue Xian?"

Seeing Yan Ao did not respond, Mei Xiaofang, like a frantic mother cat, lunged forward, but by this time, Ah Hu and the others had already reacted, firmly holding her back.

"Mrs. Su, stay calm," Ah Hu said gravely.

Rushing forward like this would certainly lead to death, a responsibility Ah Hu could not bear.

They believed Sikong Jing must still be alive. Before he returned, they had to guard the lives of the three Su family members.

Brother Sikong could confront the Princess of Xia Country and an army of several millions; he couldn’t possibly die easily.

"Stay calm, how can you ask me to stay calm?" Mei Xiaofang’s eyes were bloodshot, and she was in tears.

Su Zhenglong clenched his fists tightly. He too wanted to go forward and ask, but without definite news of Yue Xian, he had to hold himself back.

To the roars of anger from the three Su family members and the soldiers of Yunye City, Yan Ao still only had a sneer, as if watching a play...

But suddenly, he turned his gaze to Su Yuexi, a flash of sharpness in his eyes.

"Pull down your scarf," said Yan Ao, pointing at Su Yuexi indifferently.

Su Yuexi shuddered all over, hating and fearing this noble young master who had changed the fate of her entire family.

She was only eight years old ten years ago, yet the noble young master had taken a liking to her.

Now that her beauty had been restored, she feared that removing her scarf would only lead to one outcome—being forcibly taken away.

Upon seeing the fluctuations in Su Yuexi’s eyes filled with boundless hatred, Yan Ao added, "Just pull it down, and I’ll tell you about your sister’s situation."

At these words, Su Zhenglong and Mei Xiaofang both ceased their shouting, their eyes wavering uncontrollably.

Even though they knew that something terrible would happen if Su Yuexi took off her scarf, they were too desperate to learn of Su Yue Immortal’s condition, so both turned their gazes to Su Yuexi.

Clenching her fists, Su Yuexi then swiftly pulled down the scarf without hesitation.

Bang!

Yan Ao suddenly stood up, staring intensely at Su Yuexi’s face.

At the same time, shocked exclamations arose from his friends and close guards around him.

Su Yuexi was incredibly beautiful.

Her beauty made all men feel breathless.

Seeing the wolf-like gazes from the crowd, Su Yuexi, suppressing her fear, asked in a low voice, "I’ve pulled down the scarf, can you tell me about my sister now?"

Her voice shattered the shock of Yan Ao and the others.

Following that, Yan Ao burst into loud laughter.

"The Su Family of Yunye City has really fooled me, the Princely Heir, for all these ten years."

"The delicate little girl from ten years ago has grown up, not only not turning ugly but becoming even more stunningly beautiful."

"Very well... come here, and I’ll tell you about your sister."

With Yan Ao’s wildly arrogant words, Su Yuexi trembled all over.

Yet this development was within her expectations. She shook her head vigorously and suddenly drew her sword, placing it against her neck, "Tell me now, is my sister still alive?"

Su Yuexi’s eyes held an unprecedented determination. Since the noble young master still valued her so much, she would threaten him with her death.

She would not allow what happened ten years ago to happen again.

Moreover, she had faith that Brother Jing would definitely come back.

She could no longer be as vulnerable as before, she needed to find a way to stall for time, to hold up the sky for her father and mother until Brother Jing’s return.

Yan Ao was taken aback, then laughed indifferently.

"Alright, I’ll tell you now."

"Your sister attempted to assassinate me, and then she ran away with your family’s son-in-law, but she will probably come to her death soon," he said without hesitation, regarding it as a trivial game, what did it matter if he spoke?

And these words instantly relaxed Mei Xiaofang and Su Zhenglong completely—Yue Xian was still alive, as was Ajing.

"Do you know why I am telling you this?"

Yan Ao narrowed his eyes and said with a smile, "Because you still have to come here, you still have to obediently listen to me, or else I’ll start killing people right now, and those around will die one by one."

No sooner had his voice fallen than his expensive sword suddenly glinted, poised at the neck of a Yunye City guard.

The hand Su Yuexi held her sword with was shaking; she could not bear to watch the Yunye City guards die in front of her for nothing.

"I originally wanted to annihilate your entire family in front of her..."

"But now I can change my mind, as long as you are obedient, everything is negotiable."

The evil in Yan Ao’s eyes kept flickering, wild and imperious.