World-Ending Demon Emperor
Chapter 198 - 198 135 Are you Yan Nai'er

198: 135: Are you Yan Nai’er?

The battle of conquest!_2 198: 135: Are you Yan Nai’er?

The battle of conquest!_2 Suo Lun finally saw this woman face to face for the first time.

As expected…

her beauty pierced the heart, that instant of radiance truly froze people in their tracks, momentarily halting their breath.

Suo Ningbing was very beautiful, and so was Zhi Ning, but their beauty was gentle and restrained.

Only Gui Qinshao’s beauty was so flamboyant and dazzling that it ensnared the soul.

Suo Lun had once thought that he would not find a second instance of beauty on par with Gui Qinshao’s.

But then, unexpectedly, Yan Shuang appeared.

Surely she captivated hearts, her beauty unparalleled!

Such piercing beauty in a moment was something neither Zhi Ning nor Suo Ningbing could match.

While Gui Qinshao’s beauty was as fiery as fire, Yan Shuang before him was as chillingly beautiful as frost!

Gui Qinshao was like a rose stained with blood, while Yan Shuang was like a blue enchantress touched by snow.

She did not deliberately put on an air of coldness, but she gave off the impression of having ice for skin and bones, and stars for eyes.

This exceedingly beautiful face made one feel as though even a drop of water would freeze upon contact.

At this moment, Suo Lun truly doubted whether she was really Yan Nai’er.

After all, Yan Nai’er was not so mature, nor did she have such a compelling, dominant aura.

But looking at her face, it was identical to Yan Nai’er’s in Suo Lun’s portrait.

Moreover, her stature was no less than a man’s; Suo Lun estimated she was at least one meter seventy-six tall.

With a slender yet powerful waist, voluptuous hips like a melon, and legs as straight as jade columns, this woman’s figure was not just devilish, it was downright exaggerated.

Logically, as a woman leading this powerful mercenary group, she should dress as a man, adopting an androgynous look to make everyone forget her identity as a woman.

After all, women in this world are endowed with a natural frailty.

Yet Yan Shuang did not; she released her beauty and the temptation of her devilish figure freely.

But at the same time, she was as cold as ice, keeping people at a great distance.

This could only be explained by one thing: she had absolute confidence and possessed formidable strength.

Now Suo Lun strongly suspected that she was not Yan Nai’er; she was too mature, too dominant.

Yan Nai’er was twenty-two this year, but the woman before him seemed to be around twenty-seven or twenty-eight.

Despite that, her skin was smoother and more delicate than that of a seventeen or eighteen-year-old girl.

Yet the temperament emanating from within her was that of a very mature person.

“What’s the matter, is my question hard to answer?” Yan Shuang asked coldly.

Suo Lun said, “No, it’s just that I was stunned by Miss’s beauty for a moment, and I lost my composure.”

To Suo Lun’s response, Yan Shuang showed no delight, nor was she displeased; she merely stated calmly, “Or perhaps, like the others, you have come for me?”

Even when talking about her own wedding, her words were indifferent, devoid of any ripples.

Suo Lun said, “I have come to the Silver Wolf Legion for revenge!”

“Revenge?” Yan Shuang said, “How powerful is your enemy to make you want the Silver Wolf to take revenge for you?”

This woman was very sharp.

She didn’t ask, “Is your enemy in the Silver Wolf?” Instead, she asked, “How powerful is your enemy?”

“Very, very powerful!” Suo Lun said.

Yan Shuang said, “Then to have the Silver Wolf take revenge for you won’t be easy; you’ll have to pay a price of equal value.”

Suo Lun said, “I understand.”

Yan Shuang suddenly looked at Suo Lun and said, “I feel that there’s a question in your heart, yet you seem unable to voice it?”

Suo Lun was startled; was this woman so formidable?

Her spiritual power was indeed exceptionally sharp.

“Don’t lie,” Yan Shuang said.

“Lying is pointless in front of someone with incredibly strong spiritual power.”

After hesitating for a moment, Suo Lun asked, “Does Miss Yan Shuang have a sister?”

Yan Shuang said, “Why?

Have you seen her before?”

Suo Lun said, “Many years ago, it seems I did, and at that time her name was still Yan Nai’er.”

The normally cold eyes of Yan Shuang flickered with a trace of disturbance, and then she asked, “Where did you see her?”

“In the Hundred Thousand Mountains,” Suo Lun said.

Yan Shuang said, “Indeed, my father has another daughter named Yan Nai’er, but she’s dead.”

“Dead?” Suo Lun’s heart trembled, and then he looked at Yan Shuang’s face again, seeking any tiny clue.

However, her face had become as cold as cast iron, without any fluctuations.

For a moment, Suo Lun really could not determine whether she was Yan Nai’er or not.

If she was Yan Nai’er, then Suo Lun could be certain that she must have undergone some extraordinary experiences to have transformed in such a way; just the heartache Suo Lun caused her could not account for such a drastic change.

This extraordinary experience was even beyond Suo Lun’s imagination, as it was a transformation in spirit, soul, and character.

Moreover, Suo Lun could clearly feel that her martial arts were extremely high, definitely having surpassed that of a Samurai, and were incomparable to the former Yan Nai’er, even rivaling Meng Tuoluo.

If she was Yan Nai’er, could she have advanced to a Samurai at just twenty-two years of age?

This was nearly impossible, as Suo Hanyi and Jian Ning, who were already supreme geniuses, did not become Samurais until they were twenty-seven or twenty-eight.

Meng Tuoluo had the full support of the Dragon Temple, a genius one in a million, and she had not broken through to a Samurai by the age of twenty-two either.

But for Suo Lun, whether she was Yan Shuang or Yan Nai’er, the outcome was the same.

Suo Lun must gain control of the entire Silver Wolf Legion through her.

Moreover, there was good news and bad news now.

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