"Lord Tianchen!" The Ancestor of the Curse Netherworld Sect stood up, cupping his fists towards the young man sitting beside Wan Shi, "My disciple was killed by Huang Xiaolong without cause. I humbly request Lord Tianchen to seek justice for me and our Curse Netherworld Sect!"
This young man was indeed Tian Chen, the younger brother of the Heavenly Lord, who was to marry Wan Xiaorong tomorrow.
"I am already aware of the situation. We, the Heavenly Realm, have our stance on this matter." Tian Chen nodded, his face revealing nothing of his inner thoughts, "Tomorrow, my eldest brother will emerge from his retreat, and then Huang Xiaolong will naturally kneel and apologize."
"Thank you, Lord Tianchen!" The Ancestor of the Curse Netherworld Sect expressed his gratitude and sat down.
Wan Shi thought of Huang Xiaolong, his expression icy, "Huang Xiaolong is just relying on a Thunder Pearl, suspected to be a Holy Artifact, to run rampant. Otherwise, I would have torn him apart long ago."
