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Watching Yan Xiaobao around her, Miss Sunx and her Wolf Warriors searched frantically for a way to open the secret door they knew existed, but they found nothing. In the end, frustration filled Miss Sunx’s eyes as she realized they were wasting ti looking for the entrance. She went into a frenzy, tearing the room apart. She smashed through the marble tiles on the floor, ripped gold-inlaid walls apart, and shredded the interior. Finally, after ransacking the entire room, she discovered a small tunnel hidden behind a tiny piece of furniture by the bed. The tunnel was about a ter wide and a ter high, so small that anyone attempting to cross it had to bend forward, making it impossible for large creatures to enter.
Hui Yue and the other wolves used the energy of the mist to shrink their bodies, pressing their noses to the ground as they began to howl loudly upon catching the Emperor’s scent. Monts later, the entire Wolf Pack slipped through the tunnel together.
Yan Xiaobao dashed past Miss Sunx, who was intently staring at . Her nose twitched incessantly as she sniffed the air, her entire body taut. Yan Xiaobao stuck close to her side, overwheld by the overpowering fragrance of her perfu. The further they walked, the more scents mingled in the air. At first, it was only perfu, but soon it was joined by a sour odor. One of the wolves explained to Yan Xiaobao that the sourness was the sll of sweat. The Emperor was clearly beginning to perspire.
On the other side of the tunnel, Yan Xiaobao spotted blood-red footprints on the ground as the scent shifted dramatically once again. Now, the primary sll was tallic. The scent of blood was so overwhelming that Yan Xiaobao nearly lost himself in it. Fortunately for him, three of Miss Sunx’s wolves stayed by his side to keep him grounded, ensuring that he didn’t beco drunk on the thrill of the hunt and jeopardize their mission. Despite Yan Xiaobao being the sovereign of the wolves, Miss Sunx imdiately realized he had little understanding of their primal instincts.
As they continued through the tunnel, the scent of blood grew thicker. The perfu’s fragrance beca nauseating due to its mixture with the blood. The sll of sweat also intensified, until the entire tunnel reeked of the Emperor’s essence. After moving forward for a while longer, Yan Xiaobao noticed movent ahead. Not long after, they reached the gasping Emperor; his face was locked in anguish and suffering. The man was completely alone. None of his Concubines, children, or even the Great Marshall was with him. When he saw the beasts before him, the Emperor was terrified. He drew a heavy Gemstone Sword from his waist. As soon as he brandished the weapon, the wolves surrounded him. One by one, the wolves lunged at him, nipping at him and mocking him before retreating. The wolves clearly found it amusing, but none of them made a genuine attempt to attack the human. When the Emperor realized the wolves weren’t trying to devour him, he seed sowhat relieved. He stopped shielding himself with the sword and instead threw it to the ground. Standing behind him, Yan Xiaobao observed the sword drop. Slowly, he picked it up and placed it into a storage stone. All the wealth of the castle was to be shared by the army.
The Emperor no longer carried himself with the elegance and aloofness one might expect. His clothes were disheveled, his hair was unkempt, and his breathing was labored. His feet were barely covered, adorned only with small indoor slippers. Yet after traversing the jagged stone tunnel, his slippers were wrecked, and his feet were cut open by the sharp rocks.
"Move!" Yan Xiaobao roared in his human voice as he stood before the disheveled Emperor. The sound startled the Emperor, but he quickly nodded and started heading back toward the room he had escaped from earlier.
Miss Sunx jogged beside Yan Xiaobao. The woman felt a great sense of pride in her and Yan Xiaobao’s performance, having captured their most important target. Yet there was no expression of satisfaction on her face that reflected it.
"Worried about the others fighting the Crusaders?" Yan Xiaobao asked quietly, his eyes fixed on Miss Sunx. He didn’t need to watch the Emperor, as the other wolves were keeping a close guard on him. The wolves eagerly displayed their primal urges, circling the Emperor in a tight ring. Even if he wanted to escape, it seed no amount of willpower could override the overwhelming despair etched on his face. Instead, his lips curled into a manic grin—a grin that hinted at so hidden amusent, as though he was playing a ga far beyond what anyone expected.
Yan Xiaobao noticed the Emperor’s apparent agitation but decided to wait until they were back in the castle to confront him directly. For now, his focus turned to the deeply concerned Miss Sunx.
"I know the others should be able to defeat the Crusaders," she sighed deeply, "but the Crusaders are unlike living beings. They feel no pain; they know no fear. I don’t know how they were created, but I do know they are terrifying creatures. I can’t help but worry about who will die among us. Even if we defeat them, I fear the cost will be dire."
Yan Xiaobao chuckled softly. He, too, understood that defeating the Crusaders would co at a steep price, but vanquishing them was an essential mission. If they truly wished to take control of the Siban Empire, it had to be done.
The journey through the tunnel had taken nearly two hours to catch up to the Emperor. Returning to the castle took an entire hour. Once they arrived, Yan Xiaobao ordered Miss Sunx’s soldiers to seize the Emperor, while he and the lady went to check if they could locate the Saints and ensure that everything was progressing as planned.
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