Looking at the situation, it seemed extremely urgent.
Below the city wall were thousands of commoners, and there was also Xu Yue'er, looking at Zhao Shuning with reverence.
She had no choice but to say, "Xiao Qiu—"
Luo Qiu gave an understanding smile.
Before Zhao Shuning could finish speaking, she said, "Miss, just go and handle the matter over there. I'll take care of things here properly and ensure that all these commoners get home safely."
Zhao Shuning had full confidence in Luo Qiu's ability to handle things.
"Send Xu Yue'er back to the Governor's Mansion. You go with her too."
Hearing her elder sister mention Xu Yue'er, Luo Qiu looked at the girl below the stage.
A feeling of annoyance welled up in her heart, but she didn't show it.
"Miss, rest assured. I'll surely do it well."
"Okay."
Zhao Shuning left, leaving a mess for Luo Qiu to deal with. But Luo Qiu didn't feel irritated. Instead, she felt that it was a blessing to do anything that could help her elder sister.
In the Spatial Palace, something extremely significant had indeed happened.
Compared with that person, Banyue was no match in terms of strength.
Thankfully, the other party didn't mean to harm him.
It was just that Banyue, having been entrusted by Zhao Shuning, firmly refused to let this monk in.
Even though this monk didn't seem like a bad person.
"Benefactor, this is not a place you should come to."
"You bald donkey. You're quite good - looking, but you actually want to snatch territory from Miss Ye."
"Miss Ye?"
Who was this?
The monk carefully recalled the people who had lived in this palace before. There didn't seem to be a Miss Ye, but his teacher had the surname Ye.
Could it be that the person living in this palace had some connection with his teacher?
"Where is Miss Ye? Could you please invite her to meet me?"
"Miss Ye has gone to handle some business. She'll be back soon."
The monk couldn't help but smile at the other person's righteous look.
This place didn't belong to them in the first place.
They had occupied someone else's nest but were still so unreasonable.
"If you don't listen to my repeated warnings, I'll have to 'invite' you out."
"No wonder Miss Ye asked me to come. It seems it was just to prevent an unexpected guest like you. What do you want to do in this palace? Kidnap someone? That's Miss Ye's father. If you want to enter this palace, you'll have to step over my dead body."
The monk wasn't angry. He just calmly said, "If I really wanted to kill you, even ten of you wouldn't be a match for me."
"I know that the spiritual power cultivation in your body is extraordinary and far above mine. But since I've been invited by Miss Ye, I'll surely protect the people inside."
The monk frowned slightly.
Although Banyue was afraid inside, his feet were firmly planted.
No matter what the monk said, he just refused to move an inch.
"In that case, I'll have to take action."
Under the monk's gray robe, he raised one hand, and a heart - spell slowly emerged.
The next moment, Banyue felt a splitting headache, and the spiritual artifact in his hand fell to the ground.
He covered his head with both hands.
Pain. It was so painful.
But even in such a painful situation, his feet still didn't leave the ground.
As long as he blocked the entrance of the Spatial Palace, he could buy time. Before he died, this monk definitely couldn't get in.
"Are you willing to risk your life to defend something that doesn't belong to you?"
The monk's soft words drifted over.
Blood began to flow from Banyue's seven orifices, but he still didn't give way.
"If you don't give way, your status as a spiritual alchemist of the Seven Realms will end here. I've killed countless people in my life and won't feel pity for you."
Banyue just roared, "Do whatever you want. If I'm afraid or back down, I'm not Banyue."
The monk felt a bit of a headache.
It had been many years since he last fought with someone.
This Spatial Palace was a sacred place in his heart where he stored his past. He definitely wouldn't allow outsiders to defile it.
Moreover, the man had said before that the person living inside was Miss Ye's father.
As far as he knew, among Ye Feng's descendants, there were only two daughters. One was of the royal bloodline of the Cangwu Kingdom and had the surname Gu.
The other daughter, although with the surname Ye, after getting married, her daughter took her father's surname.
And in the end, her ending wasn't good.
So, in general, the root of the Ye family had actually been cut off hundreds of years ago.
So the person inside should not be a descendant of Ye Feng and had no connection with Ye Feng. At most, they just had the same surname as Ye Feng.
The monk said, "You've openly occupied someone else's place and now even take pride in it. Fine. Let me teach you the principles of being a person."
After saying that, the boundless spiritual power in his body surged out. This monk, just like Miss Ye, was also a dual - cultivator.
Moreover, the monk's power, having been accumulated over many years, was even more profound.
Although Banyue was a spiritual alchemist of the Seven Realms, he definitely couldn't last ten moves against the monk.
Thankfully, just as the monk was about to take action, there came the sound of breaking wind from behind.
Banyue and the people hiding behind the palace door couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.
They knew that Miss Ye had come.
Although she was a woman, as long as she was around, she always gave people an inexplicable sense of security, just like now.
Banyue also caught a glimpse of Zhao Shuning behind the monk. He immediately exclaimed in surprise, "Miss Ye, you're back."
Before Zhao Shuning reached the two of them, she had already used her spiritual power to push Banyue back into the palace.
With Banyue's bad temper, it was already quite an achievement for him to hold on until now. He really wasn't good at communicating with others and easily got into conflicts.
When Zhao Shuning arrived, she hadn't seen the monk's face clearly.
But through the fluctuations of the spiritual power just now, she could roughly sense that the person in front of her must be a powerful person, and a powerful person above her. Maybe, if he fought against Xiao Qiu, they might be evenly matched.
If she had known she would be facing a tough opponent, she should have let Xiao Qiu, the ninth - rank alchemist, handle it first. Maybe they could have bought more time until she came.
"Miss Ye, you—"
"Banyue, help me take good care of my father. Leave this to me."
"But Miss Ye—"
"It's okay. Go inside."
Banyue had no choice but to hold back his words.
Miss Ye always knew what she was doing. If she told him not to interfere, there must be her own reasons.
Banyue's figure slowly disappeared.
Only then did Zhao Shuning release the spiritual power around her body.
"Why are you giving me a hard time and picking on these old, weak, sick, and disabled people in this Spatial Bridge?"
Before Zhao Shuning turned around, she heard the monk's cold snort.
"The monk has been in seclusion for so long that he doesn't even know the world has become like this. Occupying someone else's nest and yet acting like the supreme one. The monk just wants to get back his own things, but it has become picking on the old, weak, sick, and disabled."
The sarcasm was obvious.
Zhao Shuning couldn't help but frown.
This voice was so familiar.