The black cloaked figure turned back to Xiahou Que's bedside, raised a hand, and broke the ropes binding Xiahou Que. He patted Xiahou Que and said, "Follow me."
Seeing the black cloaked figure break the ropes, Xiahou Xin exclaimed in surprise, "Be careful, he can be dangerous."
Unexpectedly, with just a pat, Xiahou Que immediately stood up obediently, as if hypnotized, quietly following behind the black cloaked figure.
The two of them exited the gate and walked away.
Witnessing this, even Xiahou Xin was stunned. After a while, he remembered and immediately ordered his bodyguards to follow the black cloaked figure.
However, half an hour later, Xiahou Xin's bodyguards reported back that they lost track of the black cloaked figure, as if he never existed.
Xiahou Xin sighed deeply, feeling as if all strength had drained from his body, collapsing on the sofa.
At this point, whether fortune or calamity awaited, he couldn't foresee, and could only resign himself to fate.
Meanwhile, the black cloaked figure led Xiahou Que to an estate.
The estate, vast and sprawling over a dozen acres, was full of black pines everywhere, making it look oppressively dark.
Among the black pines stood an ancient castle, its walls completely covered in climbing vines.
Leading Xiahou Que, the black cloaked figure stopped in front of the towering gate of the castle.
The black cloaked figure removed the cloak from his head, revealing a bald head with only a few strands of hair.
This black cloaked figure was Snake Soul.
Standing before the castle gate, Snake Soul respectfully said, "Snake Soul requests an audience with Lord Black Dragon."
The castle gate opened slowly, and Lone Wolf stood behind it, glanced at Snake Soul coldly, and said, "Enter."
Snake Soul walked respectfully into the castle, with Xiahou Que expressionlessly following behind.
Snake Soul passed through several dimly lit corridors and arrived at a similarly dark hall.
The hall was several stories high and square-shaped, about half the size of a football field. In such a spacious hall, there was only a solitary black chair.
On the chair sat a burly man, exuding a dark and powerful aura from head to toe.
Behind this man stood eight others, all radiating strong Demon Pattern auras.
One among them was the Catwoman, whom Wang Yan once met, who had later given Wang Yan the Black Dragon Necklace.
Snake Soul knelt before the burly man respectfully and said, "Snake Soul meets the almighty Lord Black Dragon."
This burly man was none other than the illustrious leader of the Black Dragon Association, the enigmatic Black Dragon.
Black Dragon cast a cold glance at the kneeling Snake Soul, his icy voice reverberating in the vast hall, "Snake Soul, lately you have become increasingly incompetent, unable even to kill a mere mortal."
Upon hearing Black Dragon's reprimand, Snake Soul trembled, hurriedly bowed, pressing his bald head with only three strands of hair against the cold ground, replying shakily, "Reporting to Lord Black Dragon, the person you ordered me to kill, Wang Yan, is not an ordinary person. He possesses Demon Patterns and has already reached the level of a Demon Master."
Hearing this, Black Dragon nodded with interest, and simultaneously, Catwoman behind Black Dragon also let out a gasp of surprise.
Hearing Catwoman's gasp, Black Dragon turned to glance at her.
Catwoman quickly stepped forward and said, "Reporting to Lord, the young man I encountered at the time was also named Wang Yan, though his cultivation was only at the level of a Demon Warrior. Moreover, when I gave him the Black Dragon Necklace that day, I hoped to potentially recruit him under your command."
Hearing this, Snake Soul quickly added, "That's correct, it must be the same person. I saw the Black Dragon Necklace on him."
Black Dragon nodded, saying, "Interesting, able to breakthrough to Demon Master in such a short time, he seems to be quite promising. Catwoman Xiaojie, summon this Wang Yan here; I want him under my command."
Upon hearing Black Dragon's intention to recruit Wang Yan, Snake Soul was shocked, thinking how he could avenge his humiliation if that happened.
Thinking this, Snake Soul hurriedly said, "Lord Black Dragon, it's not advisable."
Black Dragon's face was furious, his cold gaze fixed on Snake Soul, his voice carrying a chilling tone, "What? Do I need to follow your instructions in my affairs?"
Snake Soul was startled, realizing he misspoke, and quickly replied, "I dare not; I merely have something undisclosed to report."
Black Dragon said, "Speak."
Snake Soul's eyes turned, quickly saying, "Reporting to Lord, this Wang Yan is extremely disrespectful to you. Initially, I intended to recruit him as well, but without mentioning Lord Black Dragon, he remained indifferent. However, upon mentioning you, Wang Yan brazenly spoke disrespectful words. It was then that I got angry and fought him, resulting in my injuries, and even the giant python I raised was killed by him."
Hearing this, Black Dragon's face turned cold, saying, "What did he say about me?"
Snake Soul glanced at Black Dragon, lowered his head, and said, "I dare not repeat them."
Black Dragon angrily commanded, "I told you to speak, so speak."
Hearing the anger in Black Dragon's tone, Snake Soul felt secretly pleased, though his face showed difficulty. After hesitating for a while, he said, "That brat Wang Yan said Black Dragon is not a dragon, but a worm. He claimed that if he ever met Black Worm, he'd immediately punch out its worm teeth, becoming the new boss of Wanghai City."
Upon hearing Snake Soul's words, Black Dragon roared, slapped the chair, and a dark aura surged out, attacking Snake Soul.
Snake Soul felt a powerful aura choking his throat, lifting him into the air.
Snake Soul's feet were off the ground, and his throat was pressed so tight that he couldn't breathe, kicking his feet helplessly in the air, his complexion paling further.
Forcing a breath, Snake Soul rasped, "Lord, Lord, that's not what I said, it's Wang Yan's words."
At this moment, the pressure on Snake Soul's throat ceased.
Snake Soul fell to the ground with a "thud," gasping heavily, petrified as his face turned ashen.
Catwoman Xiaojie frowned, stepped forward, and said, "Lord, I don't believe Wang Yan would say such things..."
Before Catwoman Xiaojie could finish her sentence, Black Dragon waved his hand, his expression somber as he said, "A mere Demon Master, so arrogant indeed. Hmph, it's been a long time since I've taken action; it seems the people in Wanghai City have forgotten me. It's time to make a move and establish my authority." Thɪs chapter is updated by NovᴇlFɪre.ɴet