"Pfft!" Mingyue burst out laughing, giving Ye Luo a strange look.

"What’s so funny?" Ye Luo asked in surprise.

Leng Ruobing couldn’t help but say, "This ’Heaven’s Child’ isn’t a thing, but a person—an individual within the Tian Group who is known as the strongest and most talented."

"Because he has the most formidable power among the younger generation of the Tian Group and has several immensely powerful mentors, no one in the entire Tian Group dares to disrespect him. Revered by all the members, they internally refer to him as the Crown Prince."

"What a show-off! Looks like one of these days, I should have people call me Emperor to have enough grandeur!" Ye Luo said after pondering for a moment.

"If the whole Tian Group hears what you just said, they would definitely kill you!" Mingyue retorted, giving Ye Luo a disdainful glare.

"Tch, as if I get scared easily. The one who can kill me hasn’t been born yet," Ye Luo said with a look of disdain.

"Ye Luo, regardless, this Crown Prince is a very frightening existence. No one knows the extent of his strength, but it’s absolutely terrifying. He is comparable to disciples from some of the Great Sects of the Hidden Sects. By crippling Qiu Ming, you’ve already provoked the Tian Group. It’s possible that he’ll make a move against you, so be careful."

Leng Ruobing reminded him with a serious expression.

"Don’t worry, don’t fret about me, I’ll be fine," Ye Luo said with a smile.

"Another thing, there will be a grand auction in Capital City in five days, and I hear that the items up for auction are all related to Martial Artists. This auction has attracted numerous Hidden Sect forces and martial arts experts, so you should be aware."

Leng Ruobing continued speaking.

"An auction? And it’s related to Martial Artists?" Ye Luo’s eyes revealed a hint of interest.

"Exactly. This auction is said to be organized by a very mysterious force. There will even be Spiritual Medicine, Elixirs, and even Cultivation Techniques up for sale."

"But most importantly, based on the information I just got from the director yesterday, this auction will have a fragment of a map up for sale. It’s because of this map that numerous forces and experts are converging on Capital City, causing our Special Security Bureau to be on alert, fearing they might cause trouble."

Ye Luo narrowed his eyes and said, "A map fragment, what kind of map could attract so many forces?"

"A map to a treasure site of the Holy Sky Alliance," Leng Ruobing said indifferently.

"A treasure map!" Ye Luo’s eyes focused, once again concerning the Holy Sky Alliance.

"That’s right, we don’t know the details yet."

Ye Luo’s eyes gleamed sharply as he spoke, "I’m actually quite interested in this auction now. I’ll go check it out when the time comes."

In Capital City, inside a villa, Chen Huayan appeared dressed in professional attire. There was a man in the villa, a fair and delicate young man with an effeminate air about him.

"My dear, you’re back!"

Upon seeing Chen Huayan, the man approached with a whining tone, full of effeminacy.

Chen Huayan’s face broke into a smile. She walked over and sat down on the couch, stretching out her leg wrapped in black stockings, with a queen-like smile on her lips: "Come, give me a foot massage."

"Of course, my dear," the man said in a gentle voice as he knelt on the ground, resting Chen Huayan’s leg on his body and began massaging it like a servant. Chen Huayan wore an expression of pure enjoyment.

"Miss Chen really knows how to enjoy herself!"

Just then, a frosty voice reached Chen Huayan’s ears. Her half-closed eyes snapped open to see a man dressed in black, with a cold expression on his face, standing before her, a dagger shimmering in his hand.

The man who had been massaging Chen Huayan’s feet lay on the ground, motionless, a trickle of fresh blood streaming from his throat—he was dead.

"Ah! Who are you?"

Faced with this scene, Chen Huayan’s complexion changed drastically as she cried out, her face as white as a sheet.

"Where is Chen Qianqian?" the man in black, his face stern, coldly asked.

"I... I don’t know!" Chen Huayan shook her head.

Whoosh—the dagger in the man’s hand was suddenly at Chen Huayan’s throat, sending a chill throughout her body.

"Know now?"

"She... She left with a man named Ye Luo!" Chen Huayan said, her body trembling, not daring to move an inch, as cold sweat beaded on her forehead.

"I’ll give you one day to bring her here. If you can’t do it or if you have any other ideas, I guarantee you and this pretty boy will go to Hell to have a good time!"

The man spoke in a frosty tone, put away the dagger, and disappeared in an instant.

After the man left, Chen Huayan gasped for air, her face deathly pale, and cast a fearful glance at the corpse lying on the ground.

In Capital City, inside a high-end bar’s private room, several blond foreign men sat, all dressed in trench coats worth tens of thousands. They were sipping fine whiskey.

The person in the middle was none other than Andrew, the Blood Clan member referred to as "Your Highness," whom Ye Luo had encountered in Country Y. Everyone seated around him was an expert from the Blood Clan.

"Your Highness, are you sure Alice is in this city?" one of the Blood Clan experts asked Andrew with great respect.

"She carries the purest Blood Emperor bloodline, and I have a portion of it in me as well, so naturally, I can sense her presence. However, her bloodline isn’t fully awakened yet, so I can’t pinpoint her exact location. But she is definitely in Capital City," Andrew said in a deep voice.

"However, Your Highness, that Alice has that mysterious Huaxia man by her side. His aura seems to have a significant restraining effect on us of the Blood Clan, much like the Saint Power possessed by the church. If we find Alice and encounter him, what do we do?" another Blood Clan expert asked worriedly.

"Alice is crucial for my father’s breakthrough in power and the future of the entire Blood Clan, so no matter what, we must bring her back to the Blood Clan. As for that Huaxia man, I’ve already devised a way to deal with him. This time, no matter how strong that aura of his is, it will be of no use."

Andrew downed the whiskey in his glass in one gulp, his eyes flashing with an icy gleam.

Night fell, and Ye Luo arrived at the celebration venue for Shi Yanran’s film, a lavish and luxurious club in Capital City.

Since Shi Yanran had come out to greet Ye Luo in advance, the embarrassing situation of being stopped at the door like last time was avoided.

Inside the club, dazzlingly dressed ladies of high society and stately men exuding aristocratic elegance were everywhere.