The moment Yun Lintian broke free from the abyss, Aunt Liu's patience snapped.
This man is too dangerous!
Her sword flashed as she lunged from behind—a surprise attack aimed at Yun Lintian's exposed back.
Yun Lintian didn't even turn.
He knew.
Just as he was about to counter—
"ENOUGH!"
Hei Yue's voice cracked like thunder. A palm strike of pure dark energy slammed into Aunt Liu mid-air, sending her tumbling violently through the void.
Aunt Liu barely stabilized herself, coughing blood. "Young Miss! He—"
"Shut. Up."
Hei Yue's gaze was glacial. The playful girl was gone—only the heir of darkness remained. "I gave you an order. Disobey again, and I'll break your cultivation myself."
Aunt Liu's face paled. She clenched her fists... but bowed her head. "Yes, Young Miss."
Hei Yue exhaled, her irritation fading as she turned to Yun Lintian. "Sorry about that."
Yun Lintian's expression didn't change. He simply nodded, spear still ready.
