Ning Que looked over the rock window and saw the accumulation of snow on the cliffs. He felt a bit disappointed. It was not because of the frustration of being imprisoned but because he had come all the way here just to watch some snow fall.
He had no dreams for the past two days, namely he was not tortured for the past two days. Under such circumstances, he was definitely not stupid enough to try alluring her. However, it felt weird when a fierce battle came to a sudden pause. He could not help but wondered and stayed alert.
The sound of steps was heard from the mountain trail that led to the Secluded Pavilion. Two expressionless black-robed deacons from the Judicial Department arrived in front of the fence and took out two keys to open the complicated twin lock.
Ning Que watched them open the fence and looked at the trail ahead. He lifted his eyebrows and asked, “Are you going to kill me or let me go?”
Apparently, the black-robed deacons had received a strict order. They did not reply as if they did not hear him. They held him on each side and took him out.
Ning Que was in a coma when he was taken into the Secluded Pavilion. He could finally take a close look at the structure of the Secluded Pavilion now. Torches lined up along the mountain trail. It looked similar to every ordinary prison in the human world. He felt somewhat disappointed. Then he realized that he could not sense the change of the Qi of Heaven and Earth because his Ocean of Qi and Mountain of Snow were locked up. Otherwise he should have found the horrifying arrays people talked about.
As they came out of the Secluded Pavilion, they walked to the highest plateau close to the black Divine Hall of Judgment. Ning Que was held in between the two deacons. He glanced at the Divine Hall of Judgment and wondered what Ye Hongwu was doing and what she would think if she knew what he had went through.
It was late winter and a snowstorm whirled throughout Peach Mountain. The plateau was covered with thick snow and the imposing Divine Halls seemed more awe-inspiring in the storm.
Ning Que could only see his own footprints on the snow covered ground. It was quiet on the plateau. He did not see a single person from the Secluded Pavilion to the plateau.
When they arrived at the Divine Hall of Light, the two black-robed deacons kneeled and kowtowed and then left silently. They did not speak a single word or make a sound throughout the walk.
It was Ning Que’s second time at the Divine Hall of Light. The first night he spent in the Divine Hall of Light was the longest night in his life that had left him with indelible pain. Now that he came again to the Divine Hall in the snowstorm, he looked extraordinarily calm and fearless.
He was very certain that since she allowed him to be in the Divine Hall of Light again, it proved that she had not figured out a way to break through. The battle between them had come to a next level and he hoped that he could make the most powerful strike back in this round.
Even if he was a guest of the Divine Hall of Light and not a prisoner, he should have waited outside until someone invited him in. However, he had some different reasoning. Since the Divine Hall of Light if not the entire West-Hill Divine Kingdom belonged to Sangsang, it consequently belonged to him, according to the marriage legislation of the Tang Empire. Therefore the Divine Hall of Light is my home. Why do I need permission to return to my own home?
Ning Que whisked off the snowflakes on his clothes and stepped into the Divine Hall of Light as if he was returning home.
People from the other three Divine Halls sighed for different reasons. Some were shocked, some felt for him and others were disappointed, while the person inside the Divine Hall of Judgment mocked him.
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Nightfall
FantasyAuthor(s) Mao Ni,猫腻 Chang An, capital of Tang, the most powerful empire in the continent. A heaven wrecking massacre shook the city to its core. Amidst the incident, a young boy named Ning Que managed to get away, dug out from a pile of corpses alon...