BTTH : I am Thunder Emperor

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"Enough of this nonsense!"

In the chaotic hall, Nalan Jie, the elder of the Nalan Clan, somehow managed to push through the crowd and swiftly made his way over, his face filled with displeasure as he shouted.

Trailing close behind Nalan Jie was a stunning young girl—Nalan Yanran herself.

Seeing the scene before him, a flash of surprise flickered in Nalan Jie's aged eyes. He then turned to the young man in green robes and said, "This must be young friend Mo Yu. I am Nalan Jie, and it seems a mishap occurred at this gathering. As the host, I must apologize on behalf of the Nalan Clan."

Looking at the elder's somewhat insincere concern, Mo Yu smiled faintly and shook his head, indicating he didn't mind.

As Nalan Jie observed the calmness on Mo Yu's youthful face, his esteem for him rose yet again. Though the fight had lasted only a short while, Nalan Jie, with his level of strength, had already sensed it from the very first moment.

Yet, he had deliberately delayed coming, wanting to quietly gauge Mo Yu's combat strength to see if the rumors were as terrifying as they claimed.

After all, Mo Yu had some ties to the Nalan Clan. His cousin, Xiao Yan, was the one from whom Nalan Yanran had annulled the engagement.

Following the chaos of that incident, the name of the "Xiao Clan's Twin Dragons" became widely known across the empire. If Mo Yu was this strong, then what about Xiao Yan?

"This youngster… he's indeed powerful when it comes to fighting. The sharpness in his strikes shows that he's no stranger to real combat. Even compared to Yanran, she might fall short in more than one way."

Secretly praising Mo Yu, Nalan Jie's face darkened as a certain possibility crossed his mind.

He had opposed the annulment back then, but once the deed was done, he could only accept it. However, if Xiao Yan defeated Nalan Yanran in their three-year agreement, the annulment would no longer be a joke but rather a humiliation for the Nalan Clan.

What would become of his own reputation and that of the Nalan Clan?

This thought kindled a hidden rage within Nalan Jie, and his gaze shifted toward Mu Zhan. His expression darkened as he barked, "Mu Zhan, after two years of training, not only has your unreasonable arrogance remained, but it seems to have worsened! This is the Nalan Clan, not the Mu Clan. Even if your father were here, he wouldn't dare show such disrespect!"

"Old Master Nalan, you're right. I'll leave at once." Mu Zhan had already planned to retreat and avoid Mo Yu's wrath. Now that Nalan Jie had spoken, he seized the opportunity to make a hasty escape.

As Mu Zhan disappeared into the crowd, Nalan Jie breathed a sigh of relief. Although Mu Zhan was the heir to the Mu Clan, if he were truly killed in Nalan territory by Mo Yu, even though the Nalan Clan wouldn't be directly responsible, it would still sour relations between the two families.

As a Dou Wang, Nalan Jie could sense the lethal intent radiating from Mo Yu toward Mu Zhan—it was genuine, not mere posturing.

That alone was enough to surprise him. Mu Zhan's background was one of the best in the Jia Ma Empire. Besides the Yun Lan Sect and the royal family, no one dared to provoke the heir of the Mu Clan.

But Mo Yu was unfazed, either because he was wildly reckless or had powerful backing.

"Hehe, young friend Mo Yu, please don't take Mu Zhan's behavior to heart. Even his father struggles to control him." Nalan Jie chuckled, attempting to diffuse the situation.

Then, as if recalling something, his eyes twinkled with a sharp glint. Testing the waters, Nalan Jie asked, "Mo Yu, if I'm not mistaken, you're Xiao Yan's cousin, correct? A shame, really. If not for Yanran, Xiao Yan might have become my grandson-in-law. How is Xiao Yan these days?"

At the mention of Xiao Yan, the young woman by Nalan Jie's side stiffened, her beautiful eyes focusing intently on Mo Yu.

To Nalan Yanran, the three-year agreement had always been nothing more than a joke. As the future leader of the Yun Lan Sect and one of the most prominent women in the Jia Ma Empire, she had full confidence in her superiority over a small-town genius.

Yet, witnessing Mo Yu's overwhelming display of strength today caused her to question her assumptions. Could Xiao Yan, who shared the same bloodline as Mo Yu, also be an extraordinary talent?

Mo Yu smiled cryptically at Nalan Jie's probing question, his silver eyes briefly glancing toward Yao Xiao in the distance. With a faint smirk, he responded, "Old Master Nalan, my cousin is as elusive as a dragon. Even I can't say for sure where he is. He might be far away, or perhaps... quite close. As for the three-year agreement, I'm confident that when the time comes, Xiao Yan will give you a surprise."

Nalan Jie's brows furrowed deeply. Mo Yu's words planted a sense of unease within him. Perhaps this annulment would turn out to be the Nalan Clan's biggest mistake.

Nalan Yanran also knitted her brows in contemplation. Three years ago, she had made bold claims during the annulment at the Xiao Clan, vowing that if Xiao Yan could defeat her, she would serve him for the rest of her life as a slave.

Breaking her silence, Nalan Yanran softly spoke, "I understand that my actions back then caused your family trouble, but I stand by my decision. The three-year agreement is approaching, and I will be waiting for him."

She paused, her voice steady. "If I win, we will leave the past behind us. But if I lose, as I promised, I will be his slave for life."

Her declaration drew a subtle admiration from Mo Yu. Nalan Yanran, as a heroine on the Dou Qi Continent, had an undeniable charm. Her sense of responsibility and willingness to uphold her word were admirable, not inferior to any brave man.

Both parties in the annulment had suffered, and in truth, neither was entirely at fault.

While the annulment had tarnished the Xiao Clan's reputation, Nalan Yanran herself had also been a victim of the arranged marriage, acting impulsively due to her youth.

Remembering her young age at the time, Mo Yu couldn't help but acknowledge that she had acted more rashly than maliciously. It wasn't surprising that Xiao Yan would later help her during her struggles in the Central Plains.

Mo Yu's gaze drifted toward Xiao Yan, who appeared deeply serious. Nalan Yanran's words clearly had an impact on him as well.

The three-year agreement meant everything to him—failure was not an option.

With Mu Zhan's departure, the gathering began to return to normal.

"Well, it looks like Mu Zhan won't dare to pester you again after this," Mo Yu teased, smiling gently as she stood by Ya Fei's side.

"Indeed. After that little display, I doubt any man in the entire empire will dare approach me" Ya Fei grinned smugly.

"Oh? Should I call Mu Zhan back and declare in front of everyone that he alone is forbidden from approaching you?" Mo Yu chuckled.

Ya Fei was taken aback but soon pouted, biting her lip and glaring at him.

She knew exactly what he was implying, but he chose to twist her words on purpose. He was infuriating!

"By the way, where's Xiao Yan?" Mo Yu asked, deftly changing the subject before Ya Fei's annoyance could fully boil over.

"He went to help Old Master Nalan with his detoxification treatment for today." Ya Fei exhaled deeply as she spoke softly.

"Oh." Nodding slightly, Mo Yu remembered that the identity of Yan Xiao was actually Xiao Yan, who had specially disguised himself to help Nalan Jie remove the poison from his body.

Standing to the side, Ya Fei lightly swirled the crimson wine in her transparent glass as she gazed at the side profile of the young man in green robes beside her. Under the reflection of the wine's rich color, her seductive face appeared even more alluring, flushed with a captivating charm.

Receiving a glass of red wine from a maidservant's silver tray, she swirled the liquid and recalled the fierce aura Mo Yu had exuded during the earlier battle. She was momentarily lost in thought. It had only been a year or two since they last met, but the once immature boy had transformed so much.

Biting her red lips, Ya Fei lowered her gaze to the wine in her glass. Her enchanting face, as beautiful as a temptress, now bore a faint trace of sorrow that could break anyone's heart.

Wrapping her arms around herself, she gently sat down on the stone steps. The night wind blew, sending a chill through her.

She raised her head to look at the bright moon in the sky. After a long time, her mesmerizing eyes curved slightly, like a sly fox, shimmering with intelligence and seduction.

"What are you thinking about?" Mo Yu's eyes swept over her alluring face with a hint of surprise. For some reason, he noticed that Ya Fei seemed different now than she had been earlier. And… she was even more captivating, making it hard to look away.

"Heh, it's nothing. It's just that a while ago, some voices within the family were suggesting I marry Mu Zhan to strengthen the family's interests. It's quite disheartening..." Ya Fei said indifferently, her charming voice carrying a hint of coldness.

"Ah, such is the way of families. They use their members as pawns to solidify their power. If you want to control your own destiny, you must become strong yourself.

Instead of being controlled by the family, why not control the family?" Mo Yu said calmly, his voice carrying a trace of dominance.

"If you don't want to be controlled by the family, then you must control the family..." Ya Fei murmured softly, her beautiful eyes fixed on the wine in her glass. Her enchanting face, reflected in the crimson liquid, now held a subtle shift in expression...

"Yes, Ya Fei, although you don't have the cultivation talent of someone like Nalan Yanran, the Mite-er family is different. It's not a martial clan but a commercial one. With your abilities, it shouldn't be too difficult for you to rise to the top and take control," Mo Yu continued.

In the Dou Qi Continent, while strength was respected and martial prowess was paramount, commerce also held an essential position.

Many cultivation techniques, martial arts, and rare treasures had to be traded through various merchant associations, and the Mite-er family was deeply involved in this business. As a result, pure strength wasn't highly regarded within the family.

Although Ya Fei lacked cultivation, with her exceptional management skills, it wouldn't be difficult for her to take control of the Mite-er family or even establish an even larger merchant association.

By then, even without any personal strength, no one would dare to underestimate her.

Her delicate fingers lightly tapped the rim of her wine glass, producing a crisp sound. To have become the manager of the Mite-er Family's auction house headquarters at her age, Ya Fei's talent in business and management was undeniable.

Hearing Mo Yu's words, a hint of ambition, like a seedling, slowly sprouted in the depths of this beautiful woman's heart.

After all, the world was not short of people who had no physical strength but gathered thousands of loyal and powerful subordinates.

Listening to the crisp tapping sound, Ya Fei's lips curled into a faint smile. Her natural allure and seductive charm made her even more breathtaking than before.

Just as something indescribable was taking root in her heart, a blue cloak was gently draped over her shoulders. The familiar, gentle voice softly touched the sensitive corners of her heart.

"It's cold tonight, be careful not to catch a chill..."

Startled, Ya Fei turned around to see the devilishly handsome face before her. For a moment, her nose tingled with emotion.

She gently sniffed, pulling the cloak tighter around her delicate frame. The faint warmth it brought swirled around her soul.

"Don't worry, as long as I'm here, no one will force you to do anything you don't want to do," Mo Yu said quietly, his voice carrying a tone of unquestionable authority.

"Heh, Mo Yu, you're being so kind to me. How can I ever repay you?" Ya Fei teased, her seductive demeanor returning with a playful smile.

"Oh? Well, when you become the head of a Dou Qi Continent super merchant association, I hope you can give me some discounts," Mo Yu chuckled softly, as if some thought crossed his mind.

"Of course..."

Ya Fei was momentarily stunned, but then she winked playfully at Mo Yu, smiling sweetly.

A super merchant association on the Dou Qi Continent was no small feat—certainly not something the Mite-er Family, with its empire-wide business, could compare to. To be on that level, a business would have to extend to the Central Plains at the very least.

Mo Yu's words were clearly meant to encourage her, and they showed his belief in her abilities. This realization sent a warm current flowing through Ya Fei's heart.

"Oh." Mo Yu lazily yawned, glancing at the still lively hall. He shook his head helplessly, feeling exasperated. These people really knew how to make a scene.

"Forget it, let's go. You coming?" Mo Yu asked casually, yawning again as he turned to Ya Fei.

"Hmm..." Ya Fei had intended to refuse, but as her fingers gently brushed the cloak draped over her body, she hesitated for a moment before nodding in agreement.

Just as Mo Yu was about to leave with Ya Fei, his gaze shifted. A young man in black robes, with an ordinary yet resolute face and a steady gait, appeared in his line of sight.

Upon seeing the newcomer, Mo Yu's heart stirred. He flashed Ya Fei an apologetic smile and then called out to the young man in black.

"Yan Xiao, let's have a private chat…"

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