The Wicked Female Is Wild and Scheming, Living in a Love Battlefield Every Day-Chapter 440 - 329: Departure (2)

At this point, she pursed her lips and couldn’t resist delivering a harsh dose: "Moreover, if your father really cultivates a qualified heir, abandoning you is a small matter. You hold his secrets and have even threatened him with them. What do you think he’d do?"

Xylon Phoenix is ruthless. Once he cultivates a qualified heir, Soren Phoenix’s fate as an abandoned son is light.

He might even kill Soren to keep the truth of the past buried.

A beastman like Xylon, for whom emotions like fatherly love are less important than his own life.

If The Dragon Clan finds out the truth, they certainly won’t let Xylon off, and Xylon himself undoubtedly knows this.

The smile on Soren’s face completely vanished, and he sat up straight, silently watching Luna Sutton.

After a long while, he said softly, "I understand what you mean, Luna."

He turned and walked to the window, looking at the sunset that had completely disappeared and the moon gradually rising.

"Actually, I’ve thought about this day for a long time."

His voice was low, carrying an indescribable melancholy, "From the moment my matron died, I knew that there would inevitably be such a day between Xylon and me."

Luna Sutton sighed softly in her heart, couldn’t help but get out of bed, and gently embraced him.

"Soren..."

Soren held her tighter, his face once again wearing a cynical smile: "Don’t worry, I won’t let anything happen to myself. I still need to see our baby hatch and grow up well."

Speaking of the baby, a trace of tenderness flickered in his eyes, "Only... my precious egg, and those two troublesome ones from my cousin..."

"Rest assured."

Luna Sutton looked up, interrupting him, "I’ll take good care of the egg. Although I can’t incubate it, I can nurture it with my Wood Element Ability. With Riven Crowley and Rhys Blackwood, I’m safe. Focus on handling things in Aetheria and come back soon. Remember, this will always be your home and your way out."

Soren looked down at Luna’s earnest eyes in his embrace, his peach blossom eyes full of complexity.

He suddenly chuckled softly, using his finger to pick up a strand of her hair: "Since Luna herself has said so, wouldn’t it make me look cowardly if I acted sentimental?"

Moonlight spilled in from outside the window, shining on his Fiery Red Feather Robe, casting a few shades of loneliness.

"But—"

He changed his tone and suddenly leaned close to her ear. His breath warmly sprayed, his voice uncharacteristically serious: "If I accidentally end up killing the old man and that egg-laying Ruby when I return, would dear Luna blame me for being ruthless?"

Luna Sutton’s gaze flickered as she stared at him.

She understood Soren’s words didn’t mean a mere inquiry; it was a decision he had already made in his heart.

"Soren, remember, no matter what decision you make, I will support you."

Her voice was earnest, without the slightest hesitation in her eyes, "You’re doing this for self-preservation, for your matron, and for our future. As long as you think it’s right, go ahead with no concerns."

Soren didn’t expect her to say such things, even more so to firmly support him, filling his heart with love instantly.

"Luna..."

He called softly, hugging her tightly as if trying to weave her into his bones and blood.

Outside the window, moonlight poured down like water, casting a tranquil warmth on the two of them.

Corbin Crowley pushed the door open, his silver eyes sweeping over the two embracing figures, his voice cold and heavy: "Have you finished talking?"

Soren released his hold, his Fiery Red Feather Robe still eye-catching in the dim light.

He cocked an eyebrow provocatively at Corbin Crowley: "What’s the rush? Luna and I were discussing business."

"Does business require hugging and holding?"

Corbin Crowley walked in, face darkened with displeasure.

Luna Sutton saw the two had the posture of another quarrel brewing, helplessly rubbed her temples: "Alright, let’s stop arguing. Soren, prepare to head back to Aetheria as soon as possible."

Soren turned serious, nodding: "Alright, I’ll set off tomorrow morning."

With that, he turned and walked towards the door, his Fiery Red Feather Robe tracing a bright arc in the night.

She withdrew her gaze, her eyes meeting Corbin Crowley’s deep ones.

"Do you believe he can take down Xylon Phoenix?"

His eyes were deep, his voice carrying the chill of the night.

He had overheard bits of their conversation in the room from outside the door, having a rough idea of what was happening.

She sighed lightly in a low voice: "Soren is harsher than we imagine, intelligent and wise, with The Dragon Clan backing him. In this father-son battle, it’s hard to say who will win or lose."

Yet she was somewhat uneasy.

Urging Corbin Crowley to summon Caelan Phoenix and Lian Phoenix and instructing them to accompany Soren back tomorrow; in case of any emergencies, they can look out for each other.

After hearing Luna Sutton’s arrangement, the two exchanged a glance, both seeing the gravity in each other’s eyes.

Caelan Phoenix sighed: "The Young Master going back this time is likely to stir up a storm of blood."

Lian Phoenix shook his feather robe: "It’s about time. That old thing caused the lady’s death back then, and now wants to depose the Young Master, does he really think The Dragon Clan is blind?"

Luna Sutton looked at them: "You must protect Soren well. If necessary, you can expose the truth to The Dragon Clan, using them to deal with Xylon Phoenix."

"Rest assured, Mistress."

Caelan Phoenix replied solemnly, "We’ll protect the Young Master even with our lives."

Corbin Crowley stood by the window, thinking: "I’ll go along too."

The Phoenix Clan is filled with experts. Although Caelan and Lian were once devotees of The Phoenix Clan, their strength was only at the tenth level, and if a fight broke out, it would be hard for them to face multiple opponents.

With his strength at the twelfth level, going along would help manage certain situations or offer advice.

But he was a bit reluctant to part with Luna.

Luna Sutton thought of Corbin Crowley’s strength and felt it would be good for him to go as well. Xylon Phoenix, that old thing, was sinister and cunning; who knew what he might do.

Just about to agree.

Soren appeared again in the doorway, yet his peach blossom eyes looked at Corbin Crowley: "There’s no need. I’ll handle my own affairs, and too many people can actually be inconvenient."

He hadn’t planned to return to The Phoenix Clan; instead, he intended to go directly to The Dragon Clan and use his uncle’s hand to deal with the old thing.

If his uncle learned that his aunt hadn’t died of illness but was forced by the old thing, he might storm into The Phoenix Clan, skinning Xylon Phoenix alive.

Corbin Crowley almost immediately guessed Soren’s plan, his silver eyes scanning him, "You’re planning to use The Dragon Clan’s hand?"

"What else?"

Soren sneered, the clear moonlight pouring in from the window, obscuring his face in shadow: "Whatever my good father fears the most, I will deliver it to him."

Luna Sutton knew Soren had his own considerations and said no more.

The following morning.

Soren had changed from his usual Fiery Red Feather Robe to a plain white beast robe, even swapping his Jade Crown for an ordinary wooden hairpin.

"How do I look, like a fallen noble?"

He spun around in front of Luna Sutton, his peach blossom eyes full of mischief.

Luna Sutton handed him the prepared bundle: "Stop fooling around, be careful on the road." 𝑓𝘳𝑒𝑒𝓌𝘦𝘣𝘯ℴ𝑣𝘦𝑙.𝘤𝑜𝑚

Soren took the bundle, stealing a quick kiss on her face amidst Corbin Crowley’s murderous gaze, and laughed heartily as he left.

At the entrance of the courtyard, Caelan and Lian Phoenix were already waiting there.

"Young Master."

The two saluted.

Soren waved his hand, took a final look at the small courtyard with green bricks, then transformed into a Fire Phoenix soaring into the sky.

Caelan and Lian Phoenix followed closely behind, and the three streaks of light soon disappeared into the horizon.

Though Soren said there was no need to follow, Caelan and Lian Phoenix still felt it better to tag along.

At least if the Young Master needed someone, they could help out.

Soren saw the two were insistent and said no more, letting them follow.