The Silver Elder bowed his head respectfully, avoiding Yan Yijue's frosty coldness, and said, "This leader is an ancient tree that has been around for a thousand years and has already ascended to immortality. Even though the Snake Lord is the leader of the demons, there must be a certain gap in the levels of cultivation between demons and immortals."
"Are you doubting my ability?"
"I don't mean to offend, my lord. I just don't want the Snake Lord to act impulsively and make a big mistake. Please think twice, my lord."
No matter how old he was, Yan Yijue was a king second only to the highest power and above all others. One could not ignore the inviolable majesty of this king.
Yan Yijue let out a cold laugh that made all the little demons tremble. Their half - straight bodies bent completely, and they looked up at their supreme king with the most respectful eyes.
"Do you want me to just sit back and do nothing about my younger brother's death? Do you want the tree demon to think that our snake clan is easy to bully?"
He suddenly slapped the throne, and the armrest of the throne immediately collapsed. This roar also made the entire Snake Palace tremble a bit.
"Calm down, my lord. Your subordinates deserve to die." All the demons bowed down, their snake bodies shaking in fear. Even the air dropped to zero degrees Celsius because of this cold aura.
Yan Yijue took a deep breath. His red eyes swept across the demons, lingering on the cold and stern expressions. He waved his long sleeve and said, "Forget it. You may all retreat first and let me be alone for a while."
The demons didn't say a word. They didn't dare to say much either. They transformed into human forms and left quietly.
The Silver Elder wanted to say something to that slender back but hesitated. He sighed and finally left the main hall too.
In the magnificent Snake Palace, only a charming red figure remained. On the surface, he looked domineering and arrogant, but his figure was extremely lonely.
Thinking of his younger brother's tragic death, Yan Yijue's heart ached as if it was being torn apart. His only younger brother, the one he had always doted on, had died so miserably at the hands of the tree demon.
Amidst the heartache, his upturned phoenix eyes were completely filled with angry red, like a burning snow - fire and a melting ice - fire.
The ice and fire intertwined, churning with endless hatred and bloodlust, but it also set off his evil and handsome face to perfection.
"Yifeng, don't worry. Big brother will surely avenge you! I'll make the tree demon never reincarnate and go to the underworld to accompany you."
With the uncontrollable hatred, his cold fingers suddenly grew long, sharp red nails. His red robe fluttered, his silver hair danced, and his shadow was alone in a drunken state.
Then a red light instantly disappeared from the huge palace.
The Tree House.
Shu Yao looked at the steamed snake meat in front of him and just couldn't bring himself to eat it. In fact, he even felt nauseous.
Seeing that he didn't pick up his chopsticks, Shu Yue picked up a piece of snake meat and put it in his bowl, saying, "Father, why aren't you eating? I've cleaned all the poison out of this snake. It's definitely okay."
"I'm not worried about that." He didn't know how to put it into words. He just put Shu Yue's chopsticks aside to stop him from eating. "Shu Yue, let's not eat this. Let's find a place to bury this snake meat, okay?"
He thought that maybe doing this would ease his conscience, make him turn back from the precipice in time, and ward off those disasters.
"Father, what are you talking about? What's wrong with eating snake meat?" Shu Yue still didn't understand. He looked at Shu Yao questioningly.
He was a reckless man and naturally didn't have so much kindness. In this world, it was always the law of the jungle.
"Shu Yue, don't you even listen to me anymore? I told you not to eat it!" Seeing that he still insisted on eating, Shu Yao became angry and shouted.
Shu Yue looked at him in confusion, feeling puzzled about his outburst. "Father, why are you getting so excited just because of a snake? I've seen so much cruel killing in this world. What I've done is already quite merciful."
"Those people have no compassion. Are you going to be the same?"
"Is killing a snake considered having no compassion?" Shu Yue sneered repeatedly. "If I didn't kill it, it would go and hurt others, and even cause someone to lose their life. What's wrong with what I did?"
"Shu Yue, why don't you understand? If you kill it so brutally, aren't you afraid that its kind will come and take revenge on you?"
Shu Yao slapped the table and stood up, scolding the stubborn Shu Yue.
But Shu Yue just smiled carelessly, with a look of disdain in his eyes. He also stood up and immediately overpowered the imposing Shu Yao. "Father, are you afraid that its kind will come and implicate you?"
These words were originally meant to show concern for his safety, but they didn't sound good to his ears.
"Shu Yue, I'm just trying to warn you out of kindness. Is this how you think of your father?" He looked at this stubborn and unruly face, his heart turning cold. "Fine. Consider it my meddling. You can enjoy this snake meat by yourself."
He turned around and left without looking back, no longer caring about Shu Yue.
Why couldn't Shu Yue understand his good intentions?
Shu Yue stood there stupidly for a while. When he finally came to his senses, he realized that he and his father had quarreled for the first time.
Moreover, it was because of a beast, which really puzzled him.
He looked down at the snake meat in the pot. There was still a look of indifference in his eyes, and there was no ripple in his heart.
Was he too cold - blooded, or was Shu Yao making a mountain out of a molehill?
His father had left in anger. Even though he was heartless, he still couldn't sit there calmly and eat the snake meat.
So he threw down his chopsticks, sighed tiredly, and went out to look for Shu Yao.
Shu Yao, who had rushed out, was only wearing a thin robe. Although the breeze was gentle, it still made him feel cold when it blew through the thin fabric.
As an arrogant child, he naturally couldn't bring himself to go back. So he just walked deeper into the mountain forest, thinking it was a good way to change his mood and take a walk.
Because the mountain forest was full of thorns and he was absent - minded, he accidentally slipped and fell on the grass. His buttocks were pricked by some stones and it hurt badly.
He frowned as if he was having a bad day. Just as he was about to stand up, an extremely pleasant voice echoed in his ear. "Let me help you up."
This voice was charming and lazy. If one wasn't careful, it was easy to be drawn into its charming low - tone.
When he looked up, a stunningly handsome face came into view.
He had silver hair, a red robe, and beautiful crimson pupils, like the setting sun of dark blood or bright red blood, captivating and enchanting, with a hint of evil and cold charm.
He had never seen a man who combined softness and strength so perfectly. If there was a man who was graceful, elegant, and peerless in appearance, it was this man.
But there always seemed to be a cold and murderous aura on him that made people shiver.
"T - thank you, young master." As he got up with the help of the hand on his arm, the accidental touch was bone - chillingly cold.
There was no warmth, just like ice. He couldn't help but avoid this man because his body temperature was also cold.
Shu Yao sized him up. If he was a mortal, he was too beautiful to be real, and he had no body temperature. But if he wasn't a mortal, he didn't smell any demonic aura. If he was a demon, he would have been able to tell at a glance.