World-Ending Demon Emperor
Chapter 244 - 152: Suo Lun, I’ve made it up for you!_2

Chapter 244: 152: Suo Lun, I’ve made it up for you!_2

He gritted his teeth with fierce resentment—Turing Duo certainly had a long life. Even after being stabbed in the chest by his sword, she had not died.

When he awoke at the time, Suo Lun had also asked Yao Xing whether Turing Duo had died.

Yao Xing said that the Lion-Tiger Beast had fled too quickly and the distance was too far, so it was impossible to know if Turing Duo’s Dragon Qi had spilled out; hence, it didn’t know whether she had died or not.

Now seeing her once more, this woman had indeed not died.

Immediately after, Suo Lun felt his hairs stand on end—how did Turing Duo know he was here? If she caught him again, it would undoubtedly be certain death. He hurriedly hid himself within the crowd.

At this moment, Castle Lord Feng Bolie stepped forward, cupped his hands in salute, and welcomed Turing Duo into the castle. Obviously, he was unaware of Turing Duo’s true identity; otherwise, he would probably have knelt to greet her.

As she entered the castle, Turing Duo swiftly scanned the guests seated at the banquet, perhaps in search of Suo Lun’s figure.

But she did so only with a single glance before promptly entering the castle.

Following closely, Suo Lun noticed that behind Turing Duo, five middle-aged men followed. Although they pretended not to be with Turing Duo, they protected her closely at all times.

The martial skills of these five were extremely high, so Suo Lun had Yao Xing shoot out a trivial strand of Dragon Qi. Indeed, it was deflected back when it was still over ten meters away from these men.

"Master, these five are Dragon Samurai. They should be the top masters from Rage Wave Kingdom," Yao Xing said.

Suo Lun trembled. Dragon Samurai were almost the pinnacle of martial artists. Now in Tianshui City, only Suo Hanyi remained as a Dragon Samurai.

And yet, Turing Duo had brought five Dragon Samurai to the wedding banquet of this minor castle lord’s heir.

In an instant, he was certain that Turing Duo’s goal in coming to Heilie Castle was not him, but Meng Tuoluo.

Her secret mission to the vast mountain was precisely to kill Meng Tuoluo. In the eyes of Zhi Ning, Meng Tuoluo’s failure to kill Suo Lun was already a betrayal.

Moreover, these five Dragon Samurai were definitely sent by Zhi Ning or the Zhi Li Sect.

Therefore, tonight’s wedding banquet was a trap, a trap set to kill Meng Tuoluo.

After paying closer attention, Suo Lun realized that the people Turing Duo brought were not only those five Dragon Samurai. There were at least several dozen expert martial artists, and even among the guests at the banquet, there were a few.

Tonight, she had laid a net of heaven and earth within Heilie Castle—to kill Meng Tuoluo, she must succeed, and there was no room for failure!

And just now, Suo Lun also noticed that Turing Duo was seriously injured, her complexion somewhat pale and her lips lacking color, yet she still forcefully attended the wedding banquet. It was clear that she had planned this assassination of Meng Tuoluo for a long time.

Meng Tuoluo must not die—without her, who would lead Suo Lun into the Barbarian Domain to retrieve the Dragon Mark relic?

What should he do now? How could he convey this message to Meng Tuoluo without endangering his own life?

After thinking it over, it seemed very difficult to find a completely safe method, as it was hard for him to blend in close to Meng Tuoluo.

Just then, a group of people entered the castle. They were dressed in garishly exaggerated theatrical costumes, their faces thickly made up to the point where their features were utterly obscured. Each of them also carried various musical instruments and the like.

This group was the No-Face Drama Troupe, performers brought in to entertain at the wedding. Some played music and sang, while others performed plays and danced.

This kind of drama troupe was not fit for the grand stage, at least such performances had disappeared from the imperial city of Wangcheng Zidu. However, this being the borderlands, managing to invite such a No-Face Drama Troupe was already quite a feat.

Before long, the performers from the No-Face Drama Troupe also went to a corner to eat and drink, filling their bellies so they would have the energy to perform later in the evening.

Suo Lun kept his eyes on these people—after eating and drinking their fill, they would eventually need to use the restroom.

As expected, barely a quarter of an hour later, a performer with a white-painted face left his seat to relieve himself at the restroom.

Suo Lun followed him and effortlessly knocked him out in the restroom. He then stripped off the performer’s clothing, donned it himself, and with the makeup in his pocket, he smeared his own face ghostly white, entirely covering his facial features.

He then hid the man in a corner of the castle and easily blended into the No-Face Drama Troupe.

Once the troupe had eaten and drunk their fill, they immediately entered the castle’s great hall and began performing to the best of their abilities.

And as Suo Lun, now disguised as a drummer in the troupe, began to play, although he didn’t know how to properly beat the drum used in the No-Face Play, he was an artistic genius and effortlessly found the rhythm, playing flawlessly.

While beating the drum, Suo Lun pretended to look casually over at the seats, immediately spotting Turing Duo.

At that moment, she had her back to the grand hall’s main seat, clearly unwilling for Meng Tuoluo to see her face.

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Normally, the wedding ceremony would begin with the couple paying respects before the feast started. Hence, all the guests were seated, craning their necks in anticipation, waiting for the bride’s entrance.

Suo Lun heard many hushed conversations around him, all filled with curiosity about the bride’s beauty.

"The ceremony begins—let the music play!" the master of ceremonies shouted.

Suddenly, the whole place filled with the sound of joyous music.

Then, all the distinguished guests took their seats.

The castle owner and his wife, in the role of the elder family members, sat at the very top, waiting for the bride and groom to pay their respects.

"The bride and groom, enter!"

Then, the castle’s doors on both sides opened; the groom came out from one door, and the bride emerged from another.

All eyes turned to the bride, Meng Tuoluo. Supported by a joyous maid of honor, she gracefully walked toward the center of the hall.