Chapter 172 Frozen Dragon Path

Chapter 172: The Frozen Dragon Pass

"Dongbuluo said with a smile, 'If this kid were really from our Ice Spirit Kingdom, hammering him to death would be fine. But he's Karida's junior brother and an exchange student from Aurora City. Can we just hammer him to death? Is this something that can be covered up by a simple spat over a lover?'"

"Who knows if it's true? Names can be the same. There's no proof. Just hammer him to death!"

"Don't rush it. Princess has always thought we're barbarians because of your lack of thought, Aota," Dongbuluo said with a smile. "This is actually an opportunity. Think about it; this shows the princess is out of options. This person is her last line of defense. Once we expose him, she'll have no more excuses. Leader, you'll get what you want. As for love, you can talk about it after marriage."

Aota’s lips curled into a smile. "Dongbuluo, you understand me. But given Zhiyu's personality, this person should have some skill, whether real or fake."

"Dongbuluo glanced at him indifferently, 'We all know about the reports from the Holy Sanctuary. The runes of the rose are decent, but the rest... well, being Karida's junior brother is just bragging. If he were real, he wouldn’t be unknown. And we don’t need to rush; someone will take the lead and test his abilities.'"

"Aota finally finished gnawing on the beast leg in his hand, gulped down a large mouthful of milk wine, patted his belly, and felt only seven-tenths full. He didn’t show any anger but smiled instead. 'Xuecai might stop us; she’s quite influential in the three academies. That girl really doesn’t like me. Whenever anything related to me comes up, she always interferes. I can’t fight with my sister-in-law.'"

"Dongbuluo was unperturbed and simply smiled. 'There will naturally be others who will take the lead. If he’s a fake, we won’t need to lift a finger. But if he’s real... it gives us space to observe him, find his weaknesses, and strike decisively. Xuecai can’t follow him forever. We can add some spice to the rumors.'"

"How long will that take? Aren’t we ready to help the leader propose? I’m already impatient thinking about it!" Badeluo interjected.

"You know I’m not patient with these schemes, Dongbuluo. You handle it." Aota chuckled, played with the beast bone in his hand, and ended the discussion. "The Snow Festival is next month. Time is short; everything must be settled before then. Be careful. My goal is to marry Zhiyu and make her happy. If she’s unhappy, I’m unhappy. The kid’s life isn’t important, but we can’t embarrass Zueyi."

"Your Highness, trust me."

...

Old Wang had nowhere else to go, so Xuecai arranged for him to stay at a hotel.

Speaking of which, this hotel was also something brought by the Holy Sanctuary. Since joining the League of Blades, the Ice Spirit Kingdom had undergone significant changes, with more modern amenities and industries that captivated the nobles.

Xuecai was a frequent visitor here. When she was angry with her father, she liked to play the ‘runaway’ game here. But today, she covered her blue hair and face thoroughly, fearing she’d be recognized.

Finally sneaking into Wang Feng’s room, she closed the door and pulled off her headscarf, fanning her neck. "I’m suffocating! Wang Feng, do you know how hard it was for me to come here?"

"You’re dumb. Cut your hair short, shave your head, change into dirty clothes, and no one would recognize you, even your father." Old Wang suggested mischievously, grinning at her.

Unexpectedly, Xuecai paused, looking thoughtful. "Hmm, I think your idea isn’t bad... I’ll try it next time!"

"...Don’t say it was my idea." Old Wang broke into a sweat and quickly changed the subject. "By the way, have you finished the paperwork? The Ice Spirit Holy Sanctuary opened yesterday, but I haven’t been admitted yet. Is this show still going on?"

"Wait two more days. Why so many questions?" Xuecai glared at him. "Wang Feng, you’ve become really bold since meeting my sister. You dared to yell at me the other day and now you’re impatient. What’s your problem? Forgotten your place?"

"Cough, cough..." Old Wang’s ears perked up. "It’s for the performance, for the performance. I need to immerse myself in the role and act naturally close to you. Otherwise, how could we fool so many people? One slip-up and it’s all over."

"Hmph, better tell the truth, or I’ll sacrifice you to the beasts, trapping your soul forever. Scared?"

That hit Wang Feng directly. Damn, wasn’t it usually blood needed to bind treasures... Oh, bind them to their owners? How could he forget? Days of hugging and biting the pearl were useless.

"Hey! Hey!" Xuecai waved her hand in front of Old Wang, annoyed. This guy was getting bolder, daring to ignore her.

Old Wang snapped back to reality and saw her expression. He feigned a sad face. "Ah, Princess, I just remembered my father..."

"Stop! No emotional manipulation, especially not with your father!" Xuecai waved her hand angrily. "Remember, listen to me. Do as I say! No cowardice, no running away, no dodging! Or else..."

"Princess, rest assured!" Old Wang’s heart was elated. "As fellow Holy Sanctuary disciples, I, Wang Feng, value promises above all! Life may be light as a feather, but promises must be heavy as Mount Tai!"

"What does Mount Tai mean?" Xuecai asked, puzzled.

"It’s a very tall mountain..." Old Wang choked. "Not important, just means very heavy."

Xuecai nodded. "Sounds like a Southern mountain."

"I am from the South," Old Wang said seriously. "Xuecai, I really am named Wang, and my name is..."

"Enough, enough. Stop pretending to be diligent in front of me. I know you," Xuecai rolled her eyes lazily. "I heard from the slave owner that you were found near the Frozen Dragon Pass. You’re a fugitive. Why else would you use such a dangerous path? So, what did you do?"

"I was framed..." Old Wang decided to dodge the topic. Otherwise, with her relentless curiosity, she’d make him relive the crime scene.

But the Frozen Dragon Pass? Was that where he crossed over? A place where the coordinates of the transit space intersected, hiding the Chaos Mask, must be extraordinary. If he hadn’t taken it, it would likely have appeared there eventually.