Tianming was just joking. What needed dealing with was Sun Xingyu. Staring blankly, Sun Xingyu stumbled three steps backward, his savage smile solidified on his face. There was despair in his eyes.

"You hid yourself well. For so many years, no one realized that you work for Dongyang Yun.” Tianming's gaze turned cold.

"How could you still be alive?!” Sun Xingyu's eyes widened.

"Sorry to disappoint you. Get out of the way, I’m going to kill!” shouted Tianming.

The Dark Astral Battalion soldiers quickly dispersed.

"Tianming, shouldn’t you let the palace lord handle this? How’s your injury?" asked Bai Zijin.

"I'm fine.” Turning to Bai Zijin, Tianming's stern eyes softened into a smile. Then he walked toward Sun Xingyu.

"Just make sure he’s alive for questioning,” said Bai Zijin.

"Alright.”

Tianming pulled out Meow Meow, who had returned to sleep in his lifebound space.

"Damn, were you disfigured? You’re so ugly!” cried Meow Meow.

Having just closed its eyes, the first thing Meow Meow saw was such a thrilling scene. Throwing it on the ground, Tianming looked at Sun Xingyu, eyes blazing, then turned to the men of the Dark Astral Battalion.

"I know that some of you are risking your lives for Dongyang Yun, just like this man! But it doesn't matter, Dongyang Yun will die sooner or later, and...