The Two-Faced Venerate Emperor

Chapter 1324 – Carrot Whiskers

It can be considered that Lord Little Yan was thus rescued.

Although Bai Chen Feng was still bothered, Lord Little Yan seems appreciative towards this Carrot Demon and it was why he no longer commented.

The sky was turned dark, Lord Little Yan might have been carried throughout the thousand miles journey, but she was a young bird after all. Now that she had returned to the side of the familiar Bai Chen Feng and was well fed as well. She could no longer resist the waves of sleepiness.

Seeing Lord Little Yan nodding off to sleep like she was pecking for rice, Bai Chen Feng carefully carried her in his arms. She quickly entered dreamland as he pacified her by stroking her feathers.

Bai Chen Feng flicked a finger after she slept, it created a small barrier that encased her, preventing her from hearing noises from the outside. Only then did he opened his eyes and looked at the Carrot Demon silently sitting a distance away.

His eyes were filled with unbridled coldness: “Seeing that you have rescued Little Yan, this emperor will not bother if it is a genuine or fake act and will also spare your life. If you know your place, then leave quickly. Never appear in front of this emperor and Little Yan in this life again! Or else, the next time we meet will be your death anniversary!”

The whiskers of the Carrot Demon trembled, but it did not speak.

Bai Chen Feng sent a slap that silently landed in front of Qing Luo. A deep pit was revealed after the dust and dirt settled.

He revealed a mocking sneer: “Still not scramming? This will be the place you will be buried!”

The Carrot Demon looked at Lord Little Yan in Bai Chen Feng’s arms before looking at the pit. Its carrot whiskers swayed for a moment before it jumped into the hole.

Bai Chen Feng was startled and went to the pit to look when he saw that the Carrot Demon was using its whiskers to dig through the dirt. After a couple of movements, it had dived into the earth and disappeared...

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Nan Gong Clan.

The current most significant event of humanity was related to the Nan Gong Clan’s Patriarch, Nan Gong Bei Cheng’s wedding.

Young Master Ya was in seclusion due to his injuries, Shang Qiu Meng Qian had fallen, while the Bai Li Clan did not live up to expectations. Only Nan Gong Bei Cheng shined by himself.

Moreover, this was a marriage union with the Mu Rong Clan and was seen as the number one joyous occasion that humanity would have after the war between humans and demons.

That was why the event was made to be extraordinary.

The Eight Great Clans, Four Academies and Three Empires have all sent representatives to offer their good wishes.

Bustling guests were located outside the great hall, causing a great racket.

The guests who participated this time could still remember the wedding of the Ji Mo Clan and the Bai Li Clan a few years ago. Yet it was already history.

The grand wedding that the Nan Gong Clan organized this time was comparable to the one organized by the Ji Mo Clan at that time. The only difference was that some Half-Sages were unable to attend as they were in seclusion or has duties that prevented them from leaving their posts.

The guests could only make such comparisons quietly as Bai Li Qing Yan was now a taboo of the Ji Mo and Bai Li Clans. No one would dare to bring this up blatantly.

However, the guests did hear that the representative of the Ji Mo Clan for the wedding was Young Master Ya. He was said to be in seclusion for many years to nurse his injuries all this time.

That was why the guests were all trying to locate his figure at the VIP area yet obtained no result.

Only a Ji Mo Clan Elder was seated at the place prepared for the Ji Mo Clan. The elder’s eyes were drooping currently as he looked at the winecup on the table expressionlessly.

Within a secret chamber of the Nan Gong Clan.

The groom, Nan Gong Bei Cheng, who was supposed to be at the great hall was sitting opposite Ji Mo Ya.

A flask of wine and two filled wine cups was placed between them.

Yet none picked it up.

Silence hung between them. Nan Gong Bei Cheng did not speak, but the gaze he used on Ji Mo Ya was filled with ill intent and mocking.

Yet he could not help but sigh at the immense impact the incident four years ago had on everyone.

He had no inkling of Little Yan’s situation and current whereabouts.