My Demon Queen

Chapter 265 Mysterious Smile

Ye An stood quietly in place, frowning slightly. His eyes were like two sharp swords, scanning back and forth repeatedly on Bai Feiyu's cold face, as if trying to find even the slightest clue from that calm face.

His mind was in a mess, and he thought to himself: "Just now Bai Feiyu was so aggressive, putting all kinds of false charges on me like a heavy yoke, but now he suddenly mentioned the Heroes Conference and asked me to win first place. What is he up to? What kind of conspiracy is hidden in this?"

Ye An cupped his hands and asked Bai Feiyu in confusion: "Lord Saint, you just had a lot of doubts about me, but now you want me to compete for the first place in the Heroes Conference. This change really confuses me."

Bai Feiyu opened his eyes slightly, his gaze as deep as a cold pond. He said calmly: "How can you easily see through the affairs of this world? Just do as I tell you."

Wuyou clasped his hands together devoutly and lowered his head slightly, with deep doubt in his clear eyes.

He was secretly thinking in his heart that the behavior of Saint Lord Bai Feiyu was completely different before and after. Just now it seemed that he had let Ye An go, but it always felt like he was secretly weaving a bigger and more complicated web.

And the conference of heroes mentioned must have some deep meaning.

Wuyou said softly, "Lord Saint, the cause and effect of this matter are complicated. I hope you will act fairly and not let innocent people suffer."

Bai Feiyu glanced at Wuyou and snorted, "This Saint Lord knows how to do things, so there is no need for you to say more."

Su Su's furry fox ears trembled gently, like a lively elf dancing.

Her eyes, as clear as autumn water, drifted towards Wuyou from time to time, with a hint of tenderness in her eyes.

But she knew very well that Ye An was an important friend of hers, and she would never watch Ye An fall into danger.

She bit her lip slightly, thinking silently in her heart that in this treacherous situation, she must do her best to help Ye An and never let him be ruthlessly swallowed up by this unnecessary trouble.

Su Su pouted and said to Ye An: "Ye An, no matter what, Wuyou and I will accompany you. If Bai Feiyu embarrasses you again, we will not sit idly by."

Bai Feiyu sat upright in the chair, seemingly resting with his eyes closed, but his slightly furrowed brows and occasionally trembling eyelashes revealed that he had other plans in his mind.

After Ye An and others left, his disciple Xiao Lin slowly walked out from the side hall.

Xiao Lin frowned and asked in confusion, "Master, why didn't you just convict Ye An? Although the evidence is not completely conclusive, it is enough to put him in a great predicament. Isn't this a great opportunity?"

Bai Feiyu sighed slightly, and there seemed to be a thousand kinds of helplessness in that sigh.

How could he possibly tell Xiao Lin the truth? After all, the real murderer was Mo Ruxue.

He just waved his hand slightly and said in a low and serious voice: "We shouldn't rush this matter. Let him struggle in this complicated vortex for a while. You just need to focus all your attention on continuing to organize the Heroes Conference and don't ask about other things."

Xiao Lin looked at his master's unquestionable expression. Although he was full of doubts, he did not dare to say anything more. He could only respond respectfully and slowly retreated to prepare for the relevant matters of the conference.

Ye An, Wuyou and Susu walked slowly on the corridor.

Ye An's brows were furrowed, like two deep grooves across his forehead, and his thoughts were surging like the tide.

He turned sideways and said to Wuyou with a serious face: "Wuyou, I always feel that Bai Feiyu has bad intentions towards me and seems to be secretly planning something against me, but I can't figure out his thoughts no matter how hard I rack my brains. I vaguely feel that this upcoming gathering of heroes must be full of hidden crises."

Wuyou nodded slightly. His solemn expression seemed to bring a sense of stability to people. He said in a calm voice: "Amitabha, Mr. Ye, no matter how many difficulties and obstacles there are on the road ahead, we must deal with them carefully. The right and wrong of this will perhaps become clear gradually when the conference is held."

Su Su flashed her big eyes like black gemstones, patted her chest, and said firmly: "Ye An, don't worry, we will definitely work together to help you overcome these difficulties, so don't worry too much."

Ye An smiled bitterly and said, "With you here, I feel more at ease, but the road ahead is full of fog."

It was just after Ye An and the others left.

The Dragon Clan and Qilin Clan spies hiding in the dark, like ghosts, quietly brought back the information they had spied on in the Holy Land of Martial Arts.

At this time, Bai Feiyu was still sitting upright in the high chair, like a cold statue.

After those spies left as quickly as shadows, a mysterious smile, like an imperceptible faint light, slowly emerged at the corner of his mouth.

That smile seemed to have struggled out from the endless darkness. With an elusive weirdness, it quietly blossomed in the empty and silent hall, and no one could see it.

In the dragon clan's rest area, the clan leader was pacing back and forth with his hands behind his back on the floor covered with dragon-patterned carpet.

His golden scales shone with luxurious and majestic light in the sunlight pouring down from the roof of the temple, like countless tiny golden flames dancing.

His brows were slightly furrowed, and a gleam of contemplation flashed in his eyes, which were like deep lakes, from time to time.

He said to several respected elders in the tribe, his voice steady and a little solemn: "Bai Feiyu usually does things flawlessly, just like a spider that carefully weaves a web of conspiracy. His strange behavior this time must be related to the tragedy of the Phoenix tribe being annihilated. Mo An looks like a bait thrown out, or a trigger. We can't be easily led by the nose by Bai Feiyu, this old fox, and we must secretly investigate the twists and turns in it carefully."

In the Qilin clan's hall filled with an ancient atmosphere, the Qilin clan leader Zi Lin was sitting quietly on the throne carved with a Qilin totem.

His gaze seemed to have traveled through the vicissitudes of endless years, deep and distant.

One of his hands gently stroked his chin, and the nails on his fingers flickered with a faint light.

He raised his head slightly, and said in a low and slow voice: "Bai Feiyu's behavior is really disturbing, just like a turbulent undercurrent hidden under the calm surface of a lake. And Mo An is also mysterious, and his true face is unclear. We must not act rashly. Now we can only wait and see how the situation changes, just like a hunter waiting for his prey to show a flaw."