Asking You Is Your Honor, Perfect-Grade Suppression
Asking You Is Your Honor, Perfect-Grade Suppression
Inside the Star-Picking Pavilion, the atmosphere was heavy and tense.
No one dared to speak, cold sweat beading on their backs.
Although Gu Changge was questioning Chu Xuan and not them, they could still feel that pressure as if it were directed at them.
Even Lin Qiuhan, who had chatted so freely with Gu Changge earlier, now felt a terrifying pressure bearing down on her.
Young Master Gu might seem gentle and refined on the surface, but deep in his bones he still looked down upon all from on high, exuding the majesty of a god!
This was his true face!
Still, she was a little curious—who exactly was this person named Ye Chen? She had never paid much attention to news and gossip, so she knew nothing about what had happened in the Eastern Barren recently.
At that moment, Su Qingge spoke up, her cool voice carrying a trace of apology. “Gongzi, the Middle State is so vast. If someone wishes to hide, finding their trail would be no different from fishing a needle from the sea. I’m afraid this would be very difficult even for Chu Xuan...”
Hearing Su Qingge speak, the crowd finally took a proper look at this legendary number one beauty of the Eastern Barren for the first time.
She had stood silently behind Gu Changge all this time, never saying a word, serene and tranquil, like a flower reflected in still water.
They hadn’t dared to stare at her too openly, fearing it would displease Gu Changge.
It had to be said—the title of Supreme Stygian Saintess, Su Qingge, was well deserved.
A plain veil covering her face, robes whiter than snow.
Untouched by dust, ethereal and pristine, exuding an otherworldly grace, like a fairy maiden from the Nine Heavens.
All the outstanding heavenly daughters present paled before her, not even qualified to be compared.
“A face that could topple kingdoms, as expected. What a pity her heart is so venomous...”
Jin Yang couldn’t help cursing inwardly, holding no goodwill toward Su Qingge.
Still, everyone was curious—under such terrifying pressure, Su Qingge actually dared to speak up and plead with Gu Changge.
Just how much courage did that take?
Chu Xuan couldn’t help but show a grateful expression.
“Since even Qingge has said so, then let this matter rest. Chu Xuan, don’t disappoint me...”
Gu Changge’s voice was flat, giving away nothing of his emotions.
“Yes, yes, yes, Gongzi, rest assured, I will definitely track down Ye Chen’s whereabouts.”
Chu Xuan felt as if a mountain had been lifted off his shoulders, hurriedly thumping his chest in assurance, drenched in cold sweat.
Truly, serving a lord was like serving a tiger.
This scene shocked everyone once again—this Supreme Stygian Saintess was actually this favored? She could actually persuade this young lord?
They couldn’t help but look at Su Qingge differently now. Before, they had treated her as a peer; now there was a faint reverence in their eyes.
“Thank you, Gongzi.” Su Qingge smiled brightly at Gu Changge, looking absolutely delighted.
Of course, she knew full well that Gu Changge’s little performance was purely to intimidate Chu Xuan.
As for his true purpose, she couldn’t guess it.
After all, Ye Chen had been deliberately allowed to escape by Gu Changge—how could he not know where Ye Chen had gone?
So she simply played along with Gu Changge’s act, giving him a way to step down gracefully.
Though Gu Changge’s expression remained unchanged, he couldn’t help but inwardly praise Su Qingge’s cleverness.
A woman this smart, who understood his intentions so well—now that was likable.
His probe just now had shown that when Ye Chen was mentioned, no one below had revealed any unusual reaction. Their composure was quite good.
Of course, Gu Changge was in no hurry.
He watched with great interest, curious to see how long this person could keep holding out.
From then on, everyone was on pins and needles.
Some of the more quick-witted heavenly talents began asking Chu Xuan about Ye Chen’s background and how he had offended this young lord.
Chu Xuan began explaining to them, recounting how Ye Chen had courted death and offended Gongzi.
As they listened, the expressions of many heavenly talents turned strange.
“Why does this sound familiar...?”
From the Eastern Barren, no backing behind him, around twenty years of age, Transcendent Realm cultivation, extraordinary talent...
Wasn’t this exactly like the little brother the Karuran Saint Jin Yang had described earlier? And when asked for a name, he had refused to say?
At this point, many of them had vaguely guessed the truth, and strange smiles appeared on their faces.
Naturally, they wouldn’t care about their usual friendship with the Karuran Saint.
After all, this was a chance to curry favor with Gu Changge!
“My lord, I believe the Karuran Saint should know Ye Chen’s whereabouts...”
Immediately, the Primal Saint beat everyone else to it, recounting what the Karuran Saint Jin Yang had said in the pavilion earlier.
“Damn it, that accursed Primal Saint...”
Hearing this, Jin Yang’s face paled slightly, cold sweat beading on his forehead, regretting why he had been so loose-lipped for a moment of satisfaction.
“Oh? Karuran Saint, do you know Ye Chen?”
At the head seat, Gu Changge unhurriedly blew on his tea, asking in a calm, even voice.
Everything was within his expectations!
His gaze soon fell upon this young man whose very hair seemed to burn, like a son of the sun god.
Weng!
That terrifying, boundless pressure from before descended once more.
All the young heavenly talents of the Middle State turned pale, trembling from the depths of their souls, their faces filled with horror.
Just how terrifying was this young lord’s strength?
Even their Holy Lords and Imperial Lords were far beneath him.
Could he be an existence of the Honoured Lord Realm?
Yet he looked about the same age as them—perhaps even slightly younger.
“As expected of Gu Gongzi. His strength is far greater than Father’s.” Admiration surfaced in Lin Qiuhan’s eyes.
“So this was Gongzi’s goal? To find the people connected to Ye Chen?” At this moment, Su Qingge somewhat understood.
Though she didn’t understand how Gongzi knew someone here was connected to Ye Chen.
In her eyes, Gu Changge grew ever more unfathomable.
“My lord, I do indeed know Brother Ye Chen...”
Jin Yang spoke, enduring the terrifying pressure, his face slightly pale, finding it somewhat hard to breathe.
This filled him with utter shock. They were both of the younger generation—how could the gap be so enormous?
It was far more than one in the heavens and one on the earth.
At this point, even if he wanted to deny knowing Ye Chen, it was impossible.
During his earlier conversations with the other heavenly talents, he had already revealed too much.
He regretted it now. If only he had known, he never would have run his mouth.
“Oh, you know him? Good. Where is Ye Chen now?”
Gu Changge’s expression remained unchanged, still asking in that casual, offhand manner.
“I’m sorry, my lord, but I cannot reveal Brother Ye Chen’s whereabouts.” Jin Yang gritted his teeth, cold sweat soaking his back.
He finally understood just how terrifying this young lord’s strength was.
Just his aura alone was more than he could bear.
No wonder Ye Chen had fled far from home, not daring to show himself.
But he didn’t want Ye Chen’s whereabouts exposed because of his own moment of loose talk—that would weigh on his conscience.
“Foolish. I’ll ask you one more time. Where is Ye Chen now?”
Gu Changge’s expression finally turned cold, his eyes deep and fathomless, exuding the unquestionable majesty of a god.
“My lord, Ye Chen is my sworn brother. I know his character well. Could there be some misunderstanding between you...”
Jin Yang gritted his teeth, his whole body trembling. Under this majesty, he couldn’t help but want to prostrate himself.
But he had pride in his heart and refused to yield, still defending Ye Chen.
“My asking you is your honor.”
Gu Changge looked at him coldly, his expression like one gazing down at an ant, his voice devoid of any emotion. “What qualifications do you have to question me?”
As his words fell, the terrifying pressure descended like a tidal wave.
Jin Yang spat out a mouthful of blood with a wah, then collapsed to his knees, his face as pale as gold foil.
He couldn’t even resist!
“The Saint is foolish and has offended you, my lord. We beg your forgiveness!”
At this moment, Jin Yang’s hidden protector was also frightened into appearing, hurriedly revealing himself.
With a putong, he knelt on the ground, begging for mercy, his expression utterly terrified.
He never imagined things would suddenly escalate to this point.
How could the Saint be so stupid! He would bring calamity upon the Holy Land!
The Star-Picking Pavilion fell deathly silent. Everyone held their breath in fear, feeling the dread of facing heavenly might itself.
<*Ding!* Random task ’Suppress the Fortuitous One’s Sworn Brother’ complete. Calculating rewards...>
“Random task rating: Perfect Grade.”
“Fatums bonus increased by forty percent. Final reward: seven hundred Fatums.”
And at that moment, the System’s notification sounded in Gu Changge’s mind.