Ruo Ruo was frozen.
And Fudge, too, the blood faded clean from her face at the sight!
Who was it? Who the hell was it?
Why did they still have their Waj’s Snake Whistle? This was a skill that only the High Priestess could have!
She too immediately squeezed two more fingers and put them in her mouth before trying to continue summoning the snakes back.
But just then, the whistling stopped outside and a tall, long teenage boy with a bright torch in his hand came in, amidst that swarm of snakes.
“！！！！”
Fudge was utterly desperate.
It was him, Sinalog, and he was actually here!!!
“What are you …… doing? I’m telling you, in Vai, snakes are ancestors, and you’re going to burn them and you’ll never get a reincarnation for all eternity.”
She lost control to the point of screaming at the top of her lungs.
The teenager, however, not only threw the torch he was holding into the snakes that had been summoned together by himself as soon as he entered, but the next second he had a bow and arrow out behind him.
A black bow, nothing unusual.
The arrow, however, was particularly odd, red in colour, as if it had been soaked in blood.
Ruo Ruo stared in awe.
“Ancestors? Whose ancestors? I was already executed by you when I was ten years old, and the one standing in front of you now is Lu Gui of the Huo Family’s Long Yin Pavilion, and I got reincarnated long ago!”
With those words, the young man’s bow was drawn full!
In a flash, the woman stood upstairs, only to see a great wave of fear roll over her face, and the next second, the High Priestess of Vai, who could summon ten thousand snakes, actually pulled her legs out and ran.
Unfortunately, it was too late!
“Swoosh–”
The blood arrow shot out.
That dazzling blood red, after forming a very beautiful red line in the air, in the blink of an eye, it viciously sank into the woman’s body!
“Ahh ！！！！”
The harsh, miserable scream came out of the woman’s mouth.
It was heard throughout the entire other courtyard.
Ruo Ruo was no longer able to think at all, she just dropped to the floor and watched dumbly as the bloody arrow pierced through the woman’s chest before she howled in pain and immediately flung herself to the ground.
Downstairs, Lu Guan saw this, and with murder in his eyes, he took out a second arrow.
He was determined to bury this vicious old demon woman to the ground today.
But just as he drew his bow to full strength, a man suddenly came to his senses and immediately stepped in front of him.
“Don’t kill my mother!”
It was Moll.
He had unexpectedly come to his senses at this critical moment.
After Lu Guan’s pupils instantly rose again with an appalling coldness, he remembered those photos, and his killing intent was even heavier, that bow then did not just not let go, but drew even fuller.
“Then let’s die together!”
“……”
“Sinerog, you stop! I tell you, if …… you kill my son, then you …… then will never see your ama, or your sister, again in this life!!!”
It was like a stone cold shock.
This woman who was stopped behind her back suddenly burst out such a shocking secret right there.
The young man’s pupils shook.
Finally, the arrow in his hand slowly stopped there.
His mother?
And, his sister?
Were they …… even still alive?
His chest began to heave slightly, and his delicate face, which was hidden under a hood, was cracked as never before, and his features were frozen in place.
But in his pupils, there was a deep, wild surge.
Terrible!
It had been a long, long time since he had bothered to think of them.
“That’s right, XVI Lang, your ama and sister are not dead, back then, after you were executed, the king finally spared your ama, but because of you, they were both sent to the Blackwater River, XVI Lang, if you will spare us, mother and son, I will personally help you get your ama and your sister out, the Blackwater River, no one can enter except us, the High Priestess. ”
Fudge saw that the teenager had finally been loosened up by herself.
At once, she lost the arrogance she had just felt, and not caring that she was still badly injured, she struggled up from the ground and knelt on top, begging the teenager bitterly.
Lang, in fact, is what they call a wai.
In the Waj, as long as the son of the chief is called “Lang”, it is an honorific, and commoners are not entitled to use this word.
The tribe, though backward and much maligned, has a very strict hierarchy.
The chief is the king of the tribe and has countless women, and the children born are all princes and princesses of the tribe.
So, if it were in Vaï, this teenager’s status, too, would be very honourable.
Unfortunately, this, in his eyes, looked like a joke.
Fudge knelt respectfully and waited for the teenager’s reply.
The other courtyard was finally quiet.
At this moment, when everyone had stopped talking, there was nothing but the sound of the fire burning in the hall, and the hissing of the vipers still.
In the air, there was no more movement.
It was as if the camera had suddenly been frozen in place, even the young man, who stood there motionless with the bow in his hand.