Diwu Chang happily went to Wuji Peak to meet Emperor Ziwei. He had a lot to say to his ancestor.

Also, he wanted to tell the ancestors that Wanbao Pavilion was developing rapidly and several Xuanbao Pavilions that had been suppressed had closed down.

Also, he wanted to tell his ancestors that the fifth family had now been reorganized and was thriving.

Also, he wanted to tell the ancestors that Chengye, Que'er, Lang'er, and Ruolan were all very motivated and would soon be able to reunite in the Ninth Heaven.

Moreover, he also wanted to tell the ancestors that the reason why the Fifth Family could develop so rapidly was all due to Ling Yatou's selfless help. He believed that the Fifth Family would soon be able to restore its former glory.

The more Diwu Chang thought about it, the more excited he became. He wanted to share the good news with his ancestors.

Diwu Chang happily went to see Diwu Zhao, but Chu Zhuotao was not in such a good mood.

He rushed to the Tiandi Palace in a hurry and went to the meeting hall without being informed. No one dared to stop him. This was the emperor's brother-in-law. He seemed to be in a bad mood. Who would dare to go forward and offend him?

"Brother-in-law, brother-in-law, something terrible has happened? Do you still know Fu Ling'er?"

"Zhuo Tao? Why are you here? Also, be careful with your address. Don't you even know where you are?" Wen Renyu frowned slightly, feeling a little unhappy.

At the same time, he secretly thought that Chu Zhuotao was too casual. He actually called him "brother-in-law" in this solemn and dignified meeting hall of the Emperor's Palace. It was really inappropriate! He was the Emperor of Heaven, how could he call him casually?

Chu Zhuotao seemed to realize his own gaffe. He was slightly stunned, and then he noticed Wen Renyu's solemn and dignified attire, and his heart was startled. He quickly restrained his casualness, his expression became serious, and he bowed and said,

"Emperor, it was Zhuo Tao who was disrespectful just now. Please forgive me, Your Majesty."

Wen Renyu saw this and his expression lightened up. He waved his hand and said slowly,

"It's okay, just tell me what you want to say."

Chu Zhuotao stood up, calmed himself down, and then said,

"Emperor, do you still remember Fu Ling'er?"

"Fu Ling'er?" When Wen Renyu heard this name, his mind seemed to be struck by lightning. The name that he had always buried deep in his heart and deliberately ignored suddenly jumped out like a wild horse, catching him off guard.

His heartbeat seemed to be tightly grasped by an invisible hand, and the rhythm suddenly accelerated, beating wildly in his chest like a drum. This feeling was not fear, but an indescribable complex emotion.

Wen Renyu was not afraid of Fu Ling'er, but deep in his heart, he had an instinctive avoidance and resistance to everything related to that person. No matter whether it was a person or a thing, as long as it was related to that person, he would subconsciously want to avoid it, as if it was a forbidden area that he dared not set foot in.

That's why when he heard Fu Ling'er's name just now, he was suddenly stunned, as if time froze at that moment.

"What happened to her? Is she dead?" Wen Renyu still remembered that he had sent someone to kill Fu Ling'er. It had been so long, she must be dead, right?

"No, Emperor, this is what I want to talk about. Just half a month ago, my Guisha Pavilion was destroyed by that bitch. She was uprooted just like that. Emperor, this woman is extraordinary!"

"What? The Guisha Pavilion under your Zhuxie Valley was uprooted by Fu Ling'er?" When Wen Renyu heard the news, his first feeling was disbelief, so he confirmed it again.

"Yes, that's right. That bitch has already reached the Ninth Heaven. My Ghost Demon Pavilion was destroyed by her. So her next target... Emperor, do you think she will aim at the Heavenly Emperor Palace?"

"She dares?" Wen Renyu denied subconsciously, and his heart couldn't help but tremble, but a voice in his heart told him that she was related to that person, so what could she not do?

Chu Zhuotao also stared at him without saying a word, the meaning was self-evident.

What is there for her to be afraid of? The Ghost Demon Pavilion that I worked so hard to establish has been uprooted, what is there for her to be afraid of?

Wen Renyu was panicked for a moment. How many years had he been the Emperor of Heaven? He was still so secretive about that person. Was he afraid? Even those who were related to that person would subconsciously do so.

Originally, this was the fact that he was most unwilling to admit deep in his heart. But sometimes people are like this, the more you deny it, the more it entangles you and binds you.

"Emperor, what should we do now?" Chu Zhuotao asked for advice. The price of killing Fu Ling'er was too high, and he didn't want to take the lead again.

"I know my limits. It's a rare opportunity for me to come here, so you can go see Xixi." Wen Renyu sent Chu Zhuotao away. He wanted to be alone.

As soon as Chu Zhuotao left the meeting hall, Wen Renyu smashed the paperweight on the table.

With a "bang", the paperweight broke into pieces, and an obvious mark was left on the smooth white marble floor, which showed how angry he was.

Sometimes, the more afraid people are, the angrier they become.

He was now using anger to cover up the deepest fear in his heart. He couldn't let go of the anger in his chest, so he had to find someone to vent it on and bear his anger.

This person is the unfortunate Feng Shi.

He just came in to report something to Wen Renyu, and before he could finish his words, he was hit head-on.

"Emperor, I have something important to do..."

"Boom..."

A pen holder hit Feng Shi's forehead hard, and his forehead was bleeding again.

"Emperor, I deserve to die. Please calm down." Feng Shi quickly knelt on the ground with his head buried. Although he didn't know why the emperor was so angry, his attitude of admitting his mistake was very sincere.

"Calm down, calm down. You can only make me calm down. Look at you. You can't even do this little thing that I asked you to do. What use is there for you?"

"………" What did he fail to do? Feng Shi lowered his head, trying to recall what he had done imperfectly in recent times.

Suddenly, Feng Shi seemed to remember something. He was shocked. Could it be...

Feng Shi had already guessed what it was, but it was not something he could control. The three families of Yuan, Jiang, and Shang had clearly made a promise, but who knew that the three famous families in Jiuyang City could make mistakes in such a small matter? He tried his best!

"Emperor, calm down. It's my fault for not doing my job well. Please punish me." Feng Shi was worried. Did Fu Ling'er kill his guards again? Did Feng Shi know that the Emperor had sent Singer out to do something?

And that Wu Tuo hasn’t come back yet!

"Idiot, do you know that Fu Ling'er has come to the Ninth Heaven? She even uprooted the Ghost Demon Pavilion. What do you think we should do now? She has already posed a threat to the Heavenly Emperor Palace. No matter what method you use, you must get rid of her for me, understand?" Wen Renyu was so angry that he slammed the table again, making a loud "bang" sound.