"I didn't ask you to decide anything. As for promises or representation, there's absolutely no need..." Jun Moxie offered a wry smile. "What's troubling me most right now is Xiao Miao's situation. I need to ask one thing of you; it's a problem I currently cannot solve..."

"What is it?" Miao Dao asked curiously. "What on earth is wrong with that girl Xiao Miao that makes you, the Sovereign of Evil, act like your backside is on fire?" As soon as Miao Dao said this, Miao Zhan and Miao Jian also grew interested.

These three elders were ancient demons who had lived for a thousand years. Having witnessed the Young Master Jun in such a state of deep vexation, unable to release his anger, and recalling his self-analysis just moments before, how could they not understand? What drove the Sovereign of Evil to make such a clumsy decision in such a rush had to be something Xiao Miao did after learning the truth—something that completely threw the Sovereign of Evil into disarray, resulting in the current bizarre situation...

The young man’s innate talent was naturally peerless, and his profound cultivation deep, yet his method of handling his wives was utterly lacking. To be so thrown into chaos by a mere woman! If a Venerable Saint were to favor a woman, wouldn't that woman’s family immediately present their treasure with eagerness?

Even if the woman herself were overwhelmingly flattered and served with utmost care, regardless of how profound her family’s foundation was, even if she had another lover, or even a prior deep commitment, there would be no exception. She might even be discarded like old rags afterward, yet no one would dare question it; this was the established custom in a world where might made right.

Even if the Misty Illusory Palace was incredibly powerful, they certainly wouldn't go to war with the Sovereign Lord’s Manor over one Miao Xiao Miao! After all, Jun Moxie's foundation, reputation, strength, and influence were already established—what was there to fear?

These three elders had all navigated that stage themselves and had personally witnessed countless peers acting in that manner. This current situation seemed far too strange! Had the world been turned upside down?! They genuinely couldn't comprehend it!

Young Master Jun, however, did not grasp the core of their misunderstanding. He worried that the three elders had seen something amiss with Xiao Miao and were preparing to interrogate him!

"Alas... Truly... it's truly a long story..." Jun Moxie opened his mouth, then closed it again, his face etched with struggle. "Xiao Miao... she refuses to forgive me. She insists that I am I, and Mo Junye is Mo Junye... She even resents that because of me, her Junye has vanished forever... I... I truly don't know what to say..."

The mouths of the three Venerable Saints dropped open simultaneously into 'O' shapes! Huh? This could actually happen? The so-called Jun Moxie and Mo Junye... were just two different names, at most different faces, but essentially the same person. What conflict was there in that?

What did it mean that "Jun Moxie caused Mo Junye to permanently disappear"? What kind of talk was that?

Was the kid putting on an act for them? His acting skills were excellent, perhaps, but this melodrama was too clumsy!

"It's one thing that Xiao Miao can't accept me for the moment, but she's insisting, threatening to die, that she must remain chaste for her Junye..." Jun Moxie rolled his eyes in exasperation, his expression one of utter despair.

"Hahahaha..." Although they knew this was the wrong moment and that laughter was inappropriate, Miao Zhan and the other two elders couldn't help but burst out laughing.

It was simply too hilarious!

There’s your self-proclaimed master of romance! Running into trouble, are we? If he were a true Venerable Saint, he would just state plainly, "I fancy Miao Xiao Miao." He wouldn't even need to mention the title of Sovereign of Evil or the vast power of the Sovereign Lord’s Manor; based on his own strength, the Miao family would gladly marry their daughter to him! He brought this suffering upon himself!

Jun Moxie frowned, glaring at them with rolled eyes.

Damn it, you three are Xiao Miao's immediate elders. Even if you won't help, you don't have to be this gleeful about it, do you? Is it that funny? What is so hilarious?!

"You want us to go persuade her?" The three Venerable Saints solemnly shook their heads, their expressions extraordinarily grave. "That girl Xiao Miao has been stubborn since childhood; we cannot persuade her. No, no, no..."

The three old heads shook side to side like rattle drums, perfectly synchronized.

This refusal was telepathic, spoken with one voice...

You, Jun Moxie, toyed with the entire Illusory Palace, leaving them wanting to cry but unable to laugh, and unable to throw a tantrum at you. Who do you think you are? Someone needed to put you in your place! Today, you've sown the wind and are reaping the whirlwind—truly, Heaven has eyes!

Now that your retribution has arrived, we elder brothers are too busy enjoying the show to help you resolve it. Dream on!

The expressions on the three faces showed every emotion—grief, sympathy, even internal conflict—but inside, they were absolutely delighted. The glee flickering in their eyes betrayed them. They were gloating intensely, feeling wonderfully satisfied. Let's see how arrogant you are now!

Weren't you just so mighty earlier? You even boasted grandly, saying things like "I look down upon your Illusory Palace," and "Your Illusory Palace isn't worthy," and "I am Jun Moxie! That's just how it is!"

Fine! You have character! You have a temper! You can do it!

But now, can you still do it? Where has your temper gone?

What 'absolute devotion to feeling'—in the end, you're just a henpecked husband! Afraid of your wife!

You've disgraced the reputation of us Venerable Saints, and now you expect us to help you? Dream on! We are ashamed to associate with you, boy!

At this moment, Young Master Jun seemed to be grinding his teeth with suppressed rage.

These three damnable old geezers!

If you won't help, fine, but you can’t mock me so openly. Even if you must mock me... at least compose yourselves! You shouldn't let me see it. With your level of Venerable Saint cultivation, controlling your mood and expressions shouldn't be difficult, right?

But you display this look of wanting to laugh yet restraining it, all while wearing the most utterly false expressions of sorrow... You look exactly like three black gorillas who have been constipated for seven days and nights without relief...

Your grandmother's!

You three old monsters just wait! If you ever fall into my hands, you had better pray and beg the gods, because I will ensure you three old monsters beg for death but cannot achieve it...

Jun Moxie cursed inwardly.

"So, are you helping or not?" Jun Moxie gritted his teeth and emphasized his tone.

"Not helping..." The three old fellows blurted out in unison, with an almost contented tone, before immediately realizing themselves and letting out long sighs.

"It's not that we won't help... it's just that we are genuinely powerless to help..." Miao Zhan lamented mournfully.

Look at your twitching mouth and convulsing body; where does any of that look like you're helping? Jun Moxie cursed silently in his heart.

"Alas, I have devoted my entire life to martial arts; I am simply not skilled in matters of romance and affection..." Miao Dao stated.

What do you need to be skilled at? Have you aged so much that your private parts have eroded into dust, and you're still thinking about chasing girls? Young Master Jun curled his lip.

"Well... as the saying goes, the one who tied the bell must untie it..." Miao Jian said profoundly, word by word. "What help can an outsider like us provide?"

Tie your head!

Untie your brain!

Young Master Jun's intestines twisted into seventeen or eighteen death knots in his mind instantly.

These people from the Misty Illusory Palace are truly hateful... "In that case, I'll keep Xiao Miao here. As for the three of you, please feel free to leave. You've been out long enough, and it's time to return. I won't see you out..." Jun Moxie said listlessly, directly issuing the eviction order!

"How can that be? We came together, and we must leave together! How can we abandon Xiao Miao alone? She is a mere weak woman; what if she suffers some bullying? How will we face our Illusory Palace colleagues in the future? How will we face Xiao Miao's parents and family?" Miao Zhan glared, his voice filled with righteous indignation.

"Exactly! Furthermore, we bear a grave responsibility concerning the future of the Illusory Palace; how can we simply return like this?" Miao Dao stroked his beard, his knife-sharp features immediately turning solemn.

"Yes, in fact, Lord Jun need not be overly anxious. You can slowly work on persuading that girl Xiao Miao. As the saying goes, sincerity moves mountains; another saying goes, a persistent suitor can win over a strong-willed woman; and another says, constant effort can grind an iron rod into a needle. Another saying goes..." Miao Jian spoke with measured cadence, patiently instructing, his brows and eyes carrying an expression of triumphant satisfaction.

"The saying goes: Get lost!" Jun Moxie, tormented by his string of 'sayings,' felt a burst of anger rise up, which he could no longer contain. With a roar, he stood up, flung his sleeve, and stalked away with a dark face!

He truly and thoroughly abandoned these three Venerable Saints in the room.

These three old undying ones clearly intended to watch the Young Master make a spectacle of himself!

Looking at those shameless, old faces, they were practically vibrating with joy... He had seen many gloaters before, but he had never before witnessed three people gloating to this extreme level...

Jun Moxie's roar of "Get lost!" was exceedingly rude! Yet, Miao Zhan and the three were not offended in the slightest; instead, they clutched their stomachs and burst into loud, unbridled laughter, laughing with absolute delight...

Jun Moxie stormed out, his face radiating murderous intent. He turned his head and asked, "Where have the remaining members of the Zhan family been settled?"

A guard from the Remnant Heaven Team quickly pointed the way, his demeanor extremely cautious, not daring to delay even a moment. Seeing the Young Master in this state, it was clear he was looking for a target to vent his fury upon, and they prayed fervently that he wouldn't choose them if he couldn't find a target—that would mean death...

Outside the courtyard gate, quite a few people were gathered in small groups of three or five, chatting idly. Upon seeing the Sovereign of Evil approach suddenly, they all rushed forward to bow respectfully, not seeking favor or recognition, but merely hoping to be acknowledged.

However, the Sovereign of Evil walked past them, radiating killing intent, completely ignoring them. Their faces changed color: Who managed to provoke this master? It looked like someone was about to meet a disastrous end...

Mo Wudao, Xi Ruochen, and Hu Yan Aobo were chatting near the tent, with a member of the Zhan family present, contributing to the conversation. The grim news regarding the three Zhan family members had not yet reached this area...

They watched as Young Master Jun strode toward them with a powerful gait. The three of Mo Wudao hesitated, wondering whether to greet him. After all, he had been so rude earlier, and now he still looked unwilling to engage...

But since they were on his territory, and they needed his cooperation this time, failing to greet him would be improper.

No matter how proud you act today, there will be a day when someone settles the score with you...

Mo Wudao forced out a strained smile: "Lord Jun..." To his surprise, Jun Moxie completely disregarded him, sweeping past like a gust of wind. He arrived right in front of the smiling Zhan family member and slapped him across the face with a loud crack!