"Yun Qingluo, although youre controlled by someone else, that was because you had a bad intention in the first place. Gu Xijiu is my follower and the fact that you intended to kill her in the first place is sufficient to summon you to death!"
Yun Qingluo was trembling and did not even dare to raise her head.
The Lord looked at her for a moment and said calmly, "Since youre a heaven's gift disciple, Ill spare your life temporarily. However, you need to be punished in order to learn your lesson. Do your own self-reflection in the wasteland for a month."
Yun Qingluo did not know what a wasteland was but she knew it would not be a nice place. However, she finally discovered it was an extremely horrible place when she saw Messenger Chenges gaze.
Anyway, at least her life was spared and she should be grateful for that.
The Lord looked at Rong Che and smiled awkwardly, "Oh Lord, I have sinned. Please punish me."
The Lord said calmly, "That's great! Go back to Feixing Kingdom immediately then!"
Rong Che remained silent.
Gu Xijiu was shocked, she knew Rong Che had lost 75 percent of his internal force from this incident; he could not even stand properly now. How could he make it back to Feixing Kingdom? It was a few thousand miles away...
She did not know what The Lord had seen from Rong Ches memory, but Rong Che had been a good friend to her and she could not bear to leave him alone like that.
She tried to seek room for negotiation, "Oh Lord, the Eighth Prince had lost most of his internal force. He is probably not even able to even get on his ride, should we" The Lord interrupted when she was about to say should we let him rest for one more day, "Do you think you have the right to speak in front of me?"
Gu Xijiu remained silent.
The Lord shifted his gaze and left.
The four messengers looked at each other. Messenger Jiangshan looked at Gu Xijiu and coughed softly, "Dont worry, Miss Gu. In fact, The Lord"
"Im fine." Gu Xijiu smiled to him, "It was my fault."
There was a huge gap between her and The Lord. Indeed, she had no right to speak in front of him. She was acting too reckless, and with the friendly attitude of The Lord, it made her think that he was her respectful grandfather who would allow her to speak like a granddaughter would. Now that she realized that she was completely wrong and had overestimated herself in his eyes, she deserved to be taught a lesson.
She comforted the four messengers, "Dont worry, man! Ill pay more attention and be more careful with my words and actions in the future."
The four messengers were silent; that made them rather worried now.
However, they could not say anything else as there were many more things waiting for them to settle.
Messenger Shangshan looked at Gu Xijius dark circles and said gently, "Miss Gu, you should go back and have a good rest. There are a few more hours to catch the sunrise, why not take a nap?"
Gu Xijiu shook her head and then walked towards Rong Che. She stretched her hand to help him stand upright, "Eighth prince, let me send you off."
The decree from The Lord was to kick Rong Che down the hill immediately and no one had dared to go against it. Thus, Rong Che needed to leave even though he could not move.
The roads along the hill were all made up of winding roads and it was not suitable for them to take the carriage. He could only walk down the hill or ride on the horse. However, he could not do both, based on his current physique.
Gu Xijiu planned to bring him down the hill and hire a carriage for him. Then, she could send him back with a better carriage when they arrived the nearest town.