“Even though Qixing had tried hard to ease his emotions and restrain his fear, standing so close to this man for just a few minutes had already brought a layer of cold sweat to his back.
As for Beidou, he had already cleverly distanced himself, saying, ‘Lao Qi, this honorable and arduous task is all yours!’
This man clearly had such a handsome face, but his aura was incredibly heavy.
Taking up the position of the supreme Asura at a young age, becoming the Lord of the Asuras, and subduing the hellish hounds of Asura, how could he possibly be a good person?
His methods back then even made the entire underworld of the Independent State tremble with fear.
Qixing still couldn’t understand to this day how Fengjie could possibly like such a person…
‘Lord Asura… Please have some tea…’ The subordinate who came to serve tea was sweating profusely, trembling like a sieve.
When placing the teacup down, the subordinate’s hand trembled, and he accidentally spilled all the tea on Sihan Han’s clothes.
‘How can you be so careless!’ Jiang Yan, by his side, immediately reprimanded.
‘Ah…’ The subordinate was completely petrified, his face pale and bloodless, and his knees gave way as he knelt with a thud.
‘Lord Asura, spare me! Lord Asura, spare me! I… I didn’t mean to…’
Seeing this, Qixing quickly intervened, ‘Lord Asura, please forgive him, he didn’t do it on purpose!’
Sihan Han’s slender fingers lightly brushed off the tea leaves from his clothes, and he looked at the terrified subordinate and the anxious Qixing.
Sensing the man’s gaze, the subordinate was nearly suffocating with fear, burying his head almost to the ground, ‘Don’t kill me… Don’t kill me…’
Sihan Han calmly spoke, ‘Are you this nervous when Emperor Ji comes by regularly?’
The subordinate on the ground immediately thought, ‘How could that be! Emperor Ji is gentle and benevolent, he doesn’t have a penchant for killing. Everyone in the Independent State knows that he’s not that intimidating.’
Qixing keenly sensed that this question from the man was quite dangerous.
Clutching his sweat-drenched palms, Qixing tried to calm down and said, ‘Emperor Ji has never been here.’
No way! Impossible! Emperor Ji has never been here!
Sihan Han didn’t speak at these words; he merely looked at the terrified subordinate and the tense Qixing with his emotionless eyes, as if pondering something.
Seeing this from a distance, a few high-ranking members of the Fearless Alliance were also sweating profusely, hardly daring to breathe, afraid that the fearsome rumors about this big shot were true – that he would go on a rampage for the slightest dissatisfaction.
Rumors said that Lord Asura once slaughtered an entire city just because someone glanced at him; rumors said that he would kill even his most trusted subordinates, sparing not even his own infant child, just because a subordinate accidentally spilled his tea…
Rumors painted this man as a heartless monster…
There were simply too many terrifying tales about this man, so it was no wonder people were scared when they saw him.
It’s over, it’s over… This subordinate is probably going to die here today!
‘Oh no, what do we do now? Can’t someone go and help him out?’
‘Are you kidding? Who’s going? Are you?’
Just as the subordinate on the ground was about to faint, a light, brisk footstep sounded from behind.
Having received a call from Qixing, Ye Wannian sped up her car and had just arrived at the meeting room. As expected, she saw her precious one, and her eyes lit up. She bounded forward and pounced.”