As a father, I just want to quietly watch you live a long life

Chapter 1337: Chapter 369: So What If He Is the Emperor of Dajing? The Blood-Stained Will of the True Martial Divine Sect

Rumble—

Lead-gray clouds were piling up, and spring thunder rumbled as the originally gentle spring rain began to turn into a downpour.

Bean-sized raindrops pounded on the tent on the White Jade Square, bouncing repeatedly as if imbued with life, causing the tent to undulate and make a sound akin to frying beans.

The distinct raindrops pounded onto the exposed parts of the White Jade Square, making the ground resemble a lake, bursting into vibrant ripples.

At this moment, the battle in the rain curtain had already come to an end.

Accompanied by the rain exploding into mist, a figure crashed violently onto the ground, spitting out crimson blood.

Even though it was a Chulong Victory Conference, the battles were indeed bloody; after all, how could a confrontation not be bloody?

Everyone was in it for victory; only ruthlessness can secure true victory.

If one’s compassion toward the enemy leads to losing the battle, the three-thousand-year-old peach offered as a sacrifice would go to waste…

Compassion towards enemies, when touching upon one’s interests, transforms into a sharp steel blade!

Slashing in and out of the enemy’s body, tearing open blood trails.

Qian Yuan Divine Sect, main banquet area.

Rows of banquet tables were laid out, with almost consumed delicacies on them, while little eunuchs and palace maids held oil-paper umbrellas, bringing out more delicacies from the Imperial Palace of the First City in the Divine Capital, replacing the dishes for attendees in need.

Li Che frowned while holding Xi Xi, watching as Xi Xi indulged in the new dishes at the banquet table, with Zhang Ya continuously picking food for Xi Xi, ensuring she was well-fed.

However, Li Che couldn’t stop thinking about the gaze the Emperor of Dajing had just cast upon them.

It was an ambiguous gaze, carrying curiosity, admiration, and a hint of strangeness…

This gaze made Li Che’s heart tighten slightly.

Could it be that the emperor had some intention toward Xi Xi?

It wasn’t surprising for Li Che to have such thoughts, given that as someone who had protected Xi Xi since she was young, he had experienced numerous attempts of covetousness and harm towards her.

As such, he couldn’t help but remain vigilant.

Xi Xi was now displaying more and more excellence, and naturally, Li Che became even more nervous.

However, it was just nervousness; Li Che now had the confidence he once lacked when he sought refuge as a laborer in a shabby hut in Fei Lei City.

Not to mention Xi Xi was the treasured direct disciple of Lv Taibai, the Qian Yuan Divine Sect Master, and Xi Xi’s status as Qian Yuan Young Master offered her considerable protection from harassment and threats.

Of course, it also brought along new threats.

But even so, the present Li Che had the confidence and courage to say he could shield all threats away from his daughter!

Even if… the opponent was the emperor!

No matter what the emperor’s gaze just meant, Li Che couldn’t help but pay attention.

Previously, Ji Moli had attempted to sway Noble Princess Consort Ji, to enter the Imperial Palace of the First City and ask the emperor to issue a decree, bestowing Xi Xi in marriage to the Third Prince…

With such past incidents, Li Che had reason to be concerned.

Though recently, Ji Moli, in an attempt to ally with Huang Mei, had been staying with Huang Mei the whole time, so Li Che was more or less clear about Ji Moli’s whereabouts.

But what if Ji Moli managed to secretly communicate with the Emperor of Dajing?

When it came to threats against his daughter, Li Che always preferred to anticipate the worst possible outcome because only in such preparation could one fully brace when disaster truly struck.

Even if the threat comes from the emperor… so what?!

Li Che picked up his wine cup and took a sip of wine.

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Lotus Pavilion, main banquet area.

National Master Xie Yushen picked up a juice-drenched meatball with his chopsticks and gently placed it into his mouth, savoring the immensely delicious dishes of the Flat Peach Victory Meeting.

As a Cloth Robe National Master, despite his high status, he lived rather frugally in his daily life.

His meals weren’t excessively lavish or opulent, just enough to satisfy his appetite momentarily.

“Truly excellent dish, made by mincing the meat of a Spiritual Beast, mixed with Spiritual Rice flour, formed into a meatball that maintains the Qi-Blood characteristics of the Spiritual Beast meat while ensuring the flavor.”

“Excellent dish, indeed.”

The National Master praised.

By his side, Lu Chi quietly enjoyed the cuisine. Despite being a prince, he wasn’t invited to accompany the emperor and empress, and this didn’t cause him much sadness, as he had grown accustomed to it.

Yet Lu Chi wasn’t content in his heart.

Harboring a suppressed energy, he longed to unleash it completely.

“Your Highness, try this meatball, don’t overthink it, relax. Even without the support of the Ancient Family, you’re trying to approach those first and second-tier Noble Families within the Divine Capital Nine Cities. If you manage to ally with them, shifting quantity for quality, you may be able to contend with the other three princes.”

The National Master rolled up his sleeves and picked a piece of food for Lu Chi himself.

Lu Chi snapped back to reality, a bit surprised, and quickly showed his courtesy.

The National Master smiled and waved, then turned his gaze toward the emperor’s banquet table.

There, the emperor cast his gaze upon them, prompting National Master Xie Yushen to set down his chopsticks and slightly bow.

The emperor’s face, shrouded in Qi-Blood and divinity, was impossible to discern, leaving his subjects unable to perceive his emotions.