Divine Emperor of Death

Chapter 5122 Respectable Person?

The Hayden Family Patriarch's back was no longer bent but straight up, his head held high. He walked over as the other Hayden Family members gave way for him, then sat down on a new seat that had been set up for him.

It was grander and exuded the status of authority.

"So you are the enigmatic woman who is willing to hand over the property we once bought and sold. The period between the sale and your purchase isn't a lot. What a respectable person you are for being willing to return it to us. I, the Patriarch of the Hayden Family, admire a woman like you."

"Senior is too courteous."

Evelynn cupped her hands while still seated.

The Patriarch nodded, "Although the property itself is not in a prime space, it is still good as a checkpoint to expand our influence. The Hayden Family gives you its thanks. As a reward, we can offer your family a space to live in with a lease in one of our available mansions at the end of the street. Should any trouble arise, please don't hesitate to contact us. Furthermore, not only do we welcome you and your family who want to visit our family anytime, but we can also become allies."

"Many thanks, senior. I'll discuss this with my family's elders."

The Patriarch and Evelynn continued to exchange polite words, speaking of the state of the city and their possible future relations. The former also tried to fish out the identity of the latter, but it wasn't working, so he didn't force it.

After some time, many people left the scene except for another person dressed in plain robes.

The Patriarch hesitated for a moment before asking politely, "I wonder if Young Mistress is seeking a marriage or if you're already married?"

"I'm already married." Evelynn responded plainly.

"So that's the case." The Patriarch nodded, able to infer a few particulars from their previous conversation.

"Since you have control over the mansion and can command your people, I assume you have a matrilocal husband. I won't pry into your romantic affairs, but a respectable person who is extremely influential and capable of moving heaven and earth in the Eighth Bastion City and beyond in the future has taken some interest in you. Also, forgive this old man's unwanted advice. I'm telling this for your own good. As long as you can divorce your matrilocal husband, you may have a chance to encounter this respectable person and bring glory to your family."

"…" Evelynn went silent.

"What do you think?" The Patriarch asked with a genial smile, but suddenly, the person behind him whispered in his ear.

He nodded and then said smilingly, "I spoke too fast. It seems that a divorce is not required. However, that respectable person would like to get an opportunity to meet with you and discuss with you the wonders of the world."

"Divorce is not required?" Evelynn sounded amused, "True, my family's marriage culture dictates that I can have eight husbands. Having another matrilocal husband isn't a big deal."

"…"

The Patriarch became stunned.

He turned to look at the person who looked like a subordinate to him since he was dressed in plain robes. But after that person whispered again, the Patriarch laughed embarrassedly.

"It seems like I spoke extremely fast. My apologies. It seems like that respectable person isn't interested in a woman of such respectable culture."

Evelynn's gaze sharpened, "Why not? I have my culture, but I have only one husband whom I love."

The Patriarch was about to reply, but the subordinate beside him quickly whispered again.

The Patriarch's expression clearly twitched uncontrollably.

He then adjusted his seating posture and smiled forcefully, "Uhm, this old man has no face anymore. Forgive my ramblings. It seems like the respectable person is precisely approving a woman of your caliber, able to care for one true love. Wait, no need to tell your decision right now. The Sa- respectable person seems to be quite busy for the next three days. They will contact you when it's time."

"I see." Evelynn's smile behind her mask couldn't be any more insidious, "I shall wait for this 'respectable' person to appear in front of me."

"Good, good." The Patriarch laughed, appearing to be completely at ease as he slumped in his grand chair.

On the other side of the city, Davis slowly stood up after witnessing their conversation and walked up to the door.

"Where are you going?" Evelynn asked him.

"To maul a Saint to death."

Evelynn's laughed echoed in his soul sea, causing Davis to come to a stop and cast an amused smile.

Even if they wanted to leave them alone, it seemed like both the Hayden Family and the Saint intended to court death till the end!

Not only did the Hayden Family sell their prized daughter, but they also became a lapdog for the Saint. Clearly, they were all in and didn't want to stop at any moment. It caused Davis to go from advocating for them to be spared to committing genocide on his own, even if Evelynn changed her mind.

Davis opened the door and walked past the Steward.

"Don't mind it." After a good laugh, Evelynn echoed, "If the Saint truly appears before me, I'll show him what pain truly is. He won't die under my machinations, so any traps you think he might have will not be useful. Right now, I'm filled with bloodlust again, but I will stick to my plan."

"…"

Davis came to a stop. He knew his guesses were right when he saw the treasures on the Saint rumbling. At that moment, he clearly sensed even a Will defense treasure that tried to impose itself on the surroundings in an attempt to protect its master.

After a brief consideration and forcefully suppressing his killing intent, he said.

"Alright then."

He turned around and commanded the Steward, "Impose a martial curfew right now."

Steward Belmont lowered his head as his head sensed a terrifying killing intent emanating from the City Lord. He thought his affair was found when the door opened, but the City Lord walked right past him. Now that he commanded him, he quickly answered.

"Yes, my Lord."

He bowed and was about to leave to do his task when he suddenly noticed, "Wha- a martial curfew in the city at this time?"

It wasn't even afternoon! Countless markets would've just opened. A martial curfew was worse than a city curfew as it had more restrictions and would slow down the economy that was trying to run as hard as it could.

"Yes, do it." City Lord Davis commanded firmly.

"What is the reason?"

"Make up one. Say that the City Lord Manor got attacked or something and we're hunting down the criminals."

"Eh? Understood…"

The Steward was aware that Venerable Knight Lussandra had attacked the manor, but what could he do about it? Now that the City Lord liked to pin the blame on some criminals, he supposed this was a good matter and followed his instructions.

City Lord Davis returned to his room, wanting to watch the machinations of his first wife play out.

Although she went out without receiving his permission, it wasn't like she didn't tell him what she was going to do, although it was in a few words. Now, he suddenly understood her game and acted accordingly.

"My first wife is indeed smart."

Davis said with a proud voice.

Evelynn was also full of pride as he praised her.

But at this moment, her gaze flickered with a strange light.

"It seems like my hex is found. Considering that person's cultivation base, they're at Level Six Exalt Stage, a bit more powerful if I'm not wrong. They're trying to trace me."

"Courting death."

Davis roared, but Evelynn smiled with derision, "They can't because I activated that hex. It's going to start soon… I wish you could see all of it."

Her lips curled into a faint smile as she inhaled a breath, a faint sense of pleasure deriving in her soul as she sensed the Bloodruin Cataclysm Hex wreak havoc in the body of that Exalt.

"Hmm, I can see…"

Davis sucked in a cold breath. Through her third eye, he saw the moment the tri-hex activated, and it transformed from a speck into the form of a person, replicating that person's impression as it displayed their current state in a vague spiritual form.