Nine Nether Heavenly Emperor-Chapter 1599 - 1584: Murong Yuhan

"Get out of my way! Get out if you don't want to die!"

In Moon City three years ago, Shi Feng and his sister Shi Ling often heard such shouts.

Back then, Little Shiling was so frightened that she clung to her brother's embrace; this time, Shi Ling seemed indifferent.

However, their mother Bai Yue'e suddenly showed a panicked expression, as now the street had cleared, and only the three of them remained standing there.

"Feeng'er, Ling'er."

Shi Feng's face remained calm as he opened his mouth to comfort his mother, saying, "Mother, don't be afraid!" With his mother present, Shi Feng didn't want to see bloodshed, so he simply thought to himself.

"Hi!" Suddenly, a horse's shrill and painful neigh echoed through the street.

The horse pulling the carriage seemed startled, for some reason, rearing up suddenly, its front hooves repeatedly flipping in mid-air, then violently stamping down.

"Boom!" The ground shook ever so slightly.

"Ah! Ah! Ouch!" The carriage driver, who had been shouting fiercely in front of the carriage, fell off as it became unstable and landed on the ground, crying out in pain.

"What... What's going on! Damn it!" Meanwhile, a young woman's anxious voice rose from inside the carriage.

Upon hearing that voice from the carriage, the fallen driver's face changed drastically, internally cursing his misfortune! Despite his pain, he quickly got up from the ground.

No matter how painful he felt or even if his bones were broken, it could never compare to the terror of the person inside when enraged!

This Little Demon King of Moon City was known throughout!

"Miss... Miss, are you... Are you alright!" The carriage driver, showing an anxious expression, nervously shouted toward the carriage.

He prayed silently, hoping this young master had no injuries! Otherwise, he'd be moving even if he had nine lives.

Then, a woman's icy cold voice resonated from within the carriage, "I asked you, what's the matter? Are you deaf, wretched servant? How did you drive this carriage?"

With the sound of her cold voice, a small, fair hand lifted the curtain, and a white figure stepped out from inside.

The girl, around seventeen or eighteen, had a fair and beautiful face, now seemingly covered with frost like an ice mountain beauty. She wore a bright snow-white mink coat - obviously, not from an ordinary family.

She was the daughter of the current City Lord of Moon City, the Little Demon King, Murong Yuhan.

Hearing the cold tone, and seeing the icy look on the young master's face, the carriage driver trembled, knees buckling as he quickly knelt down, repeatedly bowing and pleading:

"Your servant deserves death! Please forgive me! I beg your forgiveness, Miss!"

"Hmph, forgive you?" Responding to the driver's plea, Murong Yuhan scoffed coldly, her fair and beautiful face growing colder, saying, "If you can't even drive a carriage steadily, when we return, I'll first break your legs, then peel off your skin, and feed you to the dogs!"

"Ah! No! No! Please, Miss, forgive me!" The driver panicked, knowing Murong Yuhan wasn't merely threatening him; many had indeed been punished by this Little Demon King.

He vividly remembered that bloody and horrific scene, Murong Yuhan's joyous laughter, and the shrill screams of those bitten to death by dogs.

Then the driver suddenly thought of something, quickly turning his head to look down the street.

In the distance, three figures were still walking, and he hastily pointed them out to Murong Yuhan, saying, "It was them! Miss, it's all because of them!"

"As I drove the carriage forward, everyone else made way, but those three knew it was your carriage and refused to avoid it, scaring the horse and disturbing you!"

At this point, the driver could only blame those three, hoping to save himself.

For him, staying alive was paramount. Others' lives or being fed to dogs had nothing to do with him.

"Them?" Upon hearing this, Murong Yuhan frowned and looked toward the three figures in the distance.

Swiftly, she had a long whip in hand, swinging it downward fiercely with a "snap."

Simultaneously, a painful cry "ah!" was heard from the driver's mouth, his face now bearing a vivid, bloody whip mark.

Murong Yuhan coldly said to the driver, "What are you yelling for! If they disturbed me, should you not quickly bring them here? Or do you want to be fed to the dogs?"

"Yes, yes! Right away! Please wait, Miss!" Despite the burning pain, the driver felt relieved hearing her words.

Murong Yuhan's statement meant she no longer intended to feed him to the dogs.

He successfully shifted the blame to those three.

Staying alive was all that mattered!

The driver, not daring to hesitate, immediately got up and rushed toward the three down the street.

"Ah! Those three have angered the Little Demon King of Moon City; they're doomed!"

"The driver couldn't steady the carriage and blamed those three, truly despicable!"

"Shush! Do you want to die, speaking so loudly? If the Little Demon King hears, you might end up fed to the dogs."

...

"Hmm?" Shi Feng suddenly paused, walking the streets with his mother and sister.

"What's wrong, Feeng'er?" Bai Yue'e hadn't realized what was happening behind and didn't know someone was charging toward them, so she asked him with a puzzled look.

Seeing his mother observing, Shi Feng smiled and replied, "Nothing!"

Then, to his sister Shi Ling, he said, "Ling'er, take Mother ahead and wait for me at the city gate. I'll be there soon."

"Okay, Brother!" Hearing this, Shi Ling nodded and responded, wrapping a little arm around Bai Yue'e.

"Feeng'er... really..."

"Let's go, Mother."

As Bai Yue'e, confused, uttered those words, Shi Ling already led her toward the crowd on the right side of the street, disappearing into the bustling crowd.

They vanished without a trace.

Watching them casually merge into the crowd, the little girl actually employed the Spirit Martial Emperor's Spirit Martial Body Technique, which ordinary people couldn't detect.