The hall sat several hundreds of people who were wine toasting against one another.
“My nephew, come, I’ll toast you a cup.” Sikong Yi took the cup and said in a loud voice, “This is nephew Lei Zhuo of the Silverlit Family, a valued guest. In the future, no matter where he goes to in my Silver Winged Family’s territory, no one is to hinder him! If he has any requests, do your best to fulfil them!”
After hearing Sikong Yi’s words, members of the Silver Winged Family all looked at each other. They then looked at Nie Li and wondered who exactly he is for him to receive such attention from the Patriarch.
Sikong Yi’s gaze swept pass Du Ze and the rest who couldn’t help feeling some of the pressure. After reaching this place, they got some information from Nie Li and fear roused from their hearts, for Sikong Yi is a Legend rank expert.
“You are all Nephew Lei Zhuo’s good friends and are naturally my Silver Winged Family’s valued guests. Treat this like your home, no need to hesitate!” Sikong Yi said, laughing loudly.
“Thanks Lord Patriarch.” Du Ze and the rest immediately raised their cups up.
The only one that is able to remain calm under the glaze of Sikong Yi is probably only Nie Li. Even Xiao Ning’er had a slightly nervous look on her face.
Nie Li squeezed Xiao Ning’er’s hand a little, hinting her to relax.
Suddenly, a series of whipping sounds were heard, grabbing everyone’s attention to the corner of the hall. On the stone pillar, was a youth tied to it. That youth has been tortured till now, and the majority of the people in the hall seem to be used to it. They softly chuckled and did not bother with it.
Xiao Ning’er couldn’t bear it any longer and asked Nie Li, “Who is he?”
“A member of the Silver Winged Family.”
Nie Li told Xiao Ning’er the birth and details.
Xiao Ning’er lowered her head and mumbled in a soft voice, “Both of his parents died? And he himself has been tortured and lashed all this time? So pitiful!”
Nie Li looked at the far distance. The youth’s eyes, were filled with an unyielding will and hatred. The dark gold wings on his back were tied by chains. The youth’s talent should be pretty good. However, if Nie Li were to save him, he might have to bear a great risk. Afterall, that youth is the thorn in the flesh in Sikong Yi’s eyes.
Suddenly, an idea flashed within Nie Li’s mind.
After several cups of wine, Nie Li said to the tipsy Sikong Yi, “Uncle, I have a request. I wonder if uncle could agree to it?”
“What is it? Nephew can just speak it.” Sikong Yi said, laughing.