"The father-in-law has come to kill the son-in-law!"
Serena Yunxiang's face flushed with excitement: "The emperor wants to behead the cult master, so the cult master is forced to resist, gathers the power of our Cult of the Heavenly Saint, kills the emperor, and takes the throne himself. But then Princess Lynn marries the cult master and enters his harem—though her heart still belongs to her lover, she must also avenge her father's death, torn between love and vengeance, always on guard against palace intrigue. And then there's me, the Saintess Serena, plotting to kill the cult master and become emperor myself! So Lynn has to fight my schemes in the harem to protect the cult master, while also trying to kill him—a real tragic romance!"
Lynn Ling gave her two eye-rolls: "Serena, you're overthinking things. My father is here because of Ariel Skyfeather and her clan. With so many Skyfeathers to settle, he has to come in person. Besides, Ariel is the chief of the Skyfeather Clan—he has to host her himself. He's not here to kill the cowherd."
Quinn Shepherd's flute played a gentle melody, and water dragons coiled and danced ahead of them.
Almost at the same moment, waves of dragon roars echoed, and dragon qi surged through the sky—Emperor Evan descended from above.
The emperor's real purpose wasn't exactly as Lynn Ling said. He'd come not only for Ariel Skyfeather and her people, but also for Lynn herself. Grandpa Blind had abducted Lynn and lured him to Great Thunderclap Temple, forcing him to debate Buddhist dharma with the Elder Buddha for days before he could escape.
Not long ago, Quinn Shepherd had sent a memorial to the court. As soon as Emperor Evan received it, he rushed here, leaving his palace guards and the Yulin Army far behind—intent on holding someone accountable.
This scoundrel’s audacity knows no bounds—even his own daughter was snatched away! Granted, she went willingly with just a word, but kidnapping is kidnapping!
To make matters worse, that old blind man even stuffed a chicken into his hands that night, saying it was for a father-in-law’s chicken-and-wedding-feast. The whole thing left him with a bad feeling—as if his precious cabbage had been rooted up by a pig. He felt deeply wounded.
But as Emperor Evan landed in the manor, he immediately sensed something was wrong.