In the corner, a person was completely wrapped in a red robe, even their face covered by a veil, concealing their appearance.
Following Ye Kunlun's gaze, everyone noticed this oddly dressed individual sitting in the corner. After all, those attending the ceremony were all prominent figures from the capital, and no one would be expected to hide themselves. Yet, this person sat there as if only just discovered.
"I don't know what you're talking about." Feng Zhan would never admit his connection to the red-robed woman. Even if she concealed her identity, no one could guarantee that her true identity, originating from the Wu Xiang Palace, wouldn't be revealed.
Ye Kunlun smiled indifferently, "It's not important, because this old hag won't be leaving today."
"Kid, you have quite the audacity."
The red-robed woman spoke, her voice sounding like that of an eighteen-year-old maiden, a stark contrast to the "old hag" Ye Kunlun had called her.
Ye Kunlun gently swirled the tea in his cup, looking at the woman who had spoken. "You're half in the grave yet insist on acting young and meddling in such affairs. Heh, I wonder what Feng Zhan, or rather, the person behind him, promised you?"
Ye Kunlun was certain that Feng Zhan's strength was nowhere near enough to invite her. It must have been someone behind Feng Zhan who promised her something to make her act.
"You are very clever."
The red-robed woman replied with a smile, her clear and pleasant voice making everyone present feel as if bathed in spring breeze, incomparably comfortable.
"It's a pity, clever people don't live long."
Her tone shifted, filled with gentle killing intent. The ordinary people present felt nothing in particular, but Mo Rufeng, Feng Zhan, and the other experts suddenly felt an inexplicable chill. An invisible killing intent was contained within the woman's gentle words, coalescing into a fearsome weapon that struck directly at Ye Kunlun. This level of cultivation and power was definitely above the Kai Ling realm!
"I'm not in a good mood today."
Ye Kunlun brought the teacup to his lips and spoke calmly, "A ceremony is a ceremony, and drinking tea is drinking tea. Yet, my mood has been disturbed twice!" Ye Kunlun's words sounded light and breezy, yet carried a power like an overwhelming tide, directly erasing the woman's killing intent. In the blink of an eye, the first exchange between the two concluded.
"You've disturbed my mood, so this tea has no flavor anymore."
As the experts held their breath, Ye Kunlun spoke calmly again. The tea at his lips was directly thrown towards the woman. Water droplets scattered everywhere, as if reflecting the faces of everyone present into the tea.
The red-robed woman watched the tea Ye Kunlun splashed at her. With a gentle flick of her large sleeve, a terrifying force was unleashed, attempting to return Ye Kunlun's tea. Ye Kunlun, however, calmly placed his teacup aside.
Tang Zhuozhuo was about to pour more tea for Ye Kunlun, but he waved his hand, "Forget it, this tea is already bland and tasteless. I won't drink it anymore."
"Alright." Tang Zhuozhuo smiled and put the teapot aside.
Beneath the red robe, the scattered water droplets vanished, seemingly intercepted by the woman.
"Kid, if these are your only tricks, you probably won't be able to leave today..."
The woman's mocking voice rang out, but before she could finish, her body suddenly trembled, and she sprang to her feet. The next second, a terrifying power erupted from her like a flood!
"Ahhhh!"
The red-robed woman let out a piercing scream. Countless sword energies, like threads, burst forth from her body, yet condensed without dispersing, launching a terrifying attack upon her. In the blink of an eye, her red robe turned into red powder, leaving only a few pieces of cloth to cover her shame.
"Ah, this..."
The surrounding crowd was stunned. Ye Kunlun had actually stripped off her clothes!! Just looking at her shriveled, wrinkled skin, like tree bark, and recalling her maiden-like voice, made everyone feel a wave of nausea.
"Kid, I will kill you!"
The woman let out a fierce roar and instantly appeared before Ye Kunlun.
"Since you wish to die, I shall grant your wish!"
Ye Kunlun struck out with a palm, directly forcing the woman back. After spitting out a mouthful of blood, the woman vanished from the Supreme Alliance, leaving behind a parting message: "This revenge, I will surely repay!"
Ye Kunlun smiled faintly, "Don't worry, you don't need to find me. I will personally pay you a visit!" Since she had benefited from the person behind Feng Zhan, to Ye Kunlun, she was a breakthrough. Whether the person behind her was the Witch God, or the Three Gods Association, he would find out with a single question!
The vast branch hall of the Supreme Alliance fell into complete silence. No one dared to speak or mock Ye Kunlun anymore. Arrogance was nothing to Ye Kunlun, because he possessed the strength to back his arrogance.
Feng Zhan's expression was uncertain. He knew his plan had largely failed. His gaze inadvertently fell upon Ma Guotao. Ma Guotao snapped back to reality and said coldly, "Ye Kunlun, you truly have no regard for our Supreme Alliance. When the headquarters' elder arrives shortly, you will surely pay..."
*Slap—*
Ye Kunlun raised his hand and slapped Ma Guotao, sending him staggering.
"You, you dare to hit me?!"
Ma Guotao was stunned. He had never imagined Ye Kunlun would dare to lay a hand on him.
"An elder of a branch hall, thinking too highly of himself." Ye Kunlun looked at Ma Guotao coldly, showing no attempt to hide his killing intent towards him.
"Everyone seems to have forgotten that the Judge's Order and the Son of Heaven's Sword of the Boundless Prison can execute anyone below the Son of Heaven."
Ye Kunlun's gaze was piercing as he scanned the crowd. "Even if I kill all of you here, do you think the Son of Heaven Saint of the Shanhe Terrace will intervene?"
Everyone broke out in a cold sweat. Ye Kunlun's words were incredibly audacious, bordering on sacrilege!
"Ye Kunlun, you're going too far."
Changsun Changhe, who had remained silent until now, spoke, looking coldly at Ye Kunlun. "Let today's farce end here!"
"Heh." Ye Kunlun sneered dismissively. "Changsun Changkong, I ask you, can the Son of Heaven's Sword strike you?"
No one dared to breathe. If Ye Kunlun truly killed Changsun Changhe, it would surely shake the capital, and indeed, the entire Huaxia. The influence of the seven great families of the capital in Huaxia was no joke.
"Ye Kunlun, you are truly arrogant. Do you really think the Son of Heaven's Sword is invincible?"
Seeing that Ye Kunlun was giving him no face, Changsun Changkong was enraged.
"The Son of Heaven's Sword is of course not invincible." Ye Kunlun shrugged, saying with extreme arrogance, "But it's enough to strike all of you here. If you disagree, do you dare to offer your neck?"
Ye Kunlun was nakedly humiliating Changsun Changkong. If he didn't offer his neck, he would truly fear Ye Kunlun! If he did, with Ye Kunlun's ruthless nature, he might just slit his throat!