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"Bang!"

Just as Snow Fazlin\'s voice fell, a massive black shadow smashed through the roof and crashed heavily in front of everyone, causing the entire ground to seem to tremble for a moment.

A dark figure plummeted to the ground like a meteor, and the solid floor instantly shattered like a spiderweb. When the dust settled, everyone in the hall gasped in shock. At the center of the spreading cracks lay a withered tree demon, its branches mostly destroyed, barely clinging to life. Its only intact branch tightly bound two spiritual masters together.

And those two spiritual masters were none other than Snow Azrul and Snow Ahmad!

Staring at the pale faced pair, Snow Fazlin was first stunned andq then quickly turned expressionless, as if unable to believe what he was seeing.q

In an instant, the previously tense hall fell into a deathly silence.

Everyone\'s gaze slowly shifted upward. On the beam above, a figure in a black robe gently swung his legs, while behind him, a fierce and wild Scorching Flame Cat looked down coldly.

"Who are you?" Snow Fazlin, the first to react, glared at Blaze Regret with a contorted face, roaring. Behind him, the branches of the withered tree demon extended rapidly, flashing with a sharp light at their tips.

"Who I am is none of your business," Blaze Regret said as he stroked the Scorching Flame Cat\'s fur, his cold gaze fixed directly on Mat Kun. "As a member of the Angsana Pavilion, you conspire with the Snow family and recklessly make enemies with other families. Aren\'t you afraid the Angsana Pavilion will hold you accountable?"

Hearing this, Mat Kun\'s expression changed slightly, and he responded coldly, "I don\'t care what grudge you have with the Snow family, but to act so brazenly on the territory of the Batas Shop with just a spiritual Imperial\'s strength is to completely disregard me."

"Oh, really?" Blaze Regret said with a half smile as he looked at Mat Kun. "The voice transmission shell of a Imperial level should have a soul imprint, right? Should I take it to the Angsana Pavilion and have someone authenticate it to see if the Batas Shop will still belong to you?"

Hearing this, Mat Kun was startled, his face fluctuating between different expressions. If the Angsana Pavilion found out about this, his good days would likely be over!

Gazing at the figure on the beam, Blaze Ash subtly curled his lips, his eyes flickering with thoughts unknown.

"Let me tell you a story."

On the beam, Blaze Regret snapped his fingers lightly and smiled at Snow Fazlin. "I injected a strand of spiritual power into the spiritual portals of the two elders from the Snow family. If they don\'t receive treatment within half an hour, their spiritual portals might never open again in this lifetime."

With a face darkened by fury, Snow Fazlin glared fiercely at Blaze Regret. Then, he swiftly grabbed the two elders and dashed out of the hall, his cold voice echoing back.

"I don\'t care who you are. Within three days, I will have your head!"

Unfazed, Blaze Regret chuckled and then turned his gaze to Mat Kun, his smile completely replaced by coldness.

"Ahem, an urgent matter has suddenly arisen in my clan. I must take my leave."

Met Intan and Sky Rodzi had no intention of staying to watch the drama. After a dry cough, they quickly cupped their hands in farewell. Some things are better left unknown.

"Mat Kun, what exactly is your relationship with the Snow family?"

After the two had left, Blaze Regret stared at the old man before him, enunciating each word clearly.

Hearing this, Mat Kun\'s gaze sharpened slightly, then he coldly chuckled. "Blaze Ash, after all these years, your nature hasn\'t changed a bit."

Just about to leave, Blaze Regret froze in his tracks. It seemed he had overheard something quite significant.

With his clawed hand open, crimson spiritual power swirling around his fingertips, Blaze Regret gazed hauntingly at Mat Kun, his eyes resembling a wolf ready to devour its prey.

"Actually, there\'s no real relationship," Mat Kun shrugged and said. "Before coming here, someone approached my subordinates and asked me to cause trouble for the Blaze family. The reward was too generous to refuse."

Blaze Ash\'s eyes suddenly opened wide as he spoke slowly, "No matter how many benefits there are, you need to be alive to enjoy them."

"If this were a dozen years ago, I wouldn\'t dare. But now, it seems you no longer have the ability to threaten me," Mat Kun laughed. "Of course, my main target is still to eliminate Mark. If you\'re interested, we can collaborate."

"Heh, you overestimate me. I don\'t have the guts to go against Angsana Pavilion," Blaze Ash shook his head and began to walk slowly towards the door. "However, if there\'s a next time, I guarantee that even with the backing of Angsana Pavilion, you won\'t see the light of another day."

As he watched Blaze Ash\'s departing figure, Mat Kun interlaced his fingers, his gaze turning icy.

Sighing regretfully, Blaze Regret quickly grabbed the fur of Red and left the Batas Shop before Mat Kun could turn his attention back.

Breathing in the fresh air outside the shop, Blaze Regret couldn\'t help but feel his spirits lift.

"Unfortunately, I didn\'t hear the information I wanted," Blaze Regret shook his head.

"Stop regretting and move quickly. Your Scorching Flame Cat is about to revert to its original form!"

At this moment, Master Magi\'s cold voice echoed from the Void Realm Stone.

Hearing this, Blaze Regret snapped back to reality, breaking into a cold sweat, and hurriedly ran in the direction of his family\'s residence.

However, he had no idea that, at that very moment, a distant figure standing on the back of a Fire Spirit Crane had his hands behind his back, quietly observing him.