Imperial Treasure-Chapter 840 - 515: Eruption!

His words held a subtle probe, as if he was worried about any connection between Sui Yi and the Yellow Springs Dragon Master.

After all, that person was truly terrifying.

Now he regretted allowing this person to get involved back then—it had been at his own invitation. 𝒇𝒓𝙚𝒆𝔀𝓮𝓫𝒏𝓸𝙫𝓮𝓵.𝓬𝙤𝙢

It was simply a major blunder in his life.

Natasha snorted at his words.

Was she arrogant? Where was she arrogant?

"The corpse,"

Sui Yi said.

"The corpse? That corpse was real, and it was truly killed... it wasn’t disguised. If you figured this out from what you found here, I can only say you surely have the power of prophecy," Yale seemed convinced that Sui Yi had such a talent.

Sui Yi glanced at him, pursed her lips, "The person is real, the face hasn’t changed, but you are disguised, your appearance was altered to look like his. Then you froze this person alive, so when he was brought out for Natasha to kill, you had a genuine corpse of the Grand Prince of Yale."

She paused, then said, "But there was water on his body, which was from the ice Qi previously invaded the body, forced out by the flame’s heat. Although it’s not much, it’s there, attached to the skin... Moreover, as the true master of Hellfire, if he were a fool, the people behind him could easily kill him and take his place. If he were a smart person, he wouldn’t allow Nusser and the others to set such large-scale traps. In comparison, I am more inclined to believe that the Grand Prince of Yale is himself the Hell Prince."

Sui Yi’s words brought a hint of a smile to Muen Mashafeideli’s previously gloomy and indecisive expression: "Oh, you are indeed a very clever person, astonishingly so, but you’ve made some mistakes, for example..." He didn’t intend to say, perhaps to keep them guessing.

But Sui Yi looked at him, "For example, are you fake?"

Yale’s face changed slightly.

What? These words left Natasha and Yi Chilian momentarily stunned.

And though the sound traveled through the air, those outside, like Landis and others, could hear it, they just didn’t dare to come in.

Prince Yale equaled the mastermind equaled the Hell Prince—this was originally a logical conclusion, but Sui Yi said he was a fake Hell Prince.

But it made sense; the Hell Prince was an old relic from so many years ago, how could he still be alive, so...

"Or should I call you Emperor of England," Sui Yi said softly.

Oh my God!

Everyone was stunned, even Natasha squinted her eyes, the Emperor of England? The Hell Prince? Can an ordinary human live so long?

So, that treasure is real?

Natasha’s fingers rubbed together, a constrained dark glow in her eyes.

Yale, however, said lowly, "Almost everyone who knew about this matter has already died. I guess if you didn’t find something from the Hellfire Castle, then there was someone unexpected observing everything secretly, and you, are a pawn of that person."

Another probe.

But it revealed that this person did not know about Florence’s survival.

However, soon he would connect it, like now, he had begun to suspect.

Sui Yi’s expression remained unchanged, she only took the Naihe Seal in her hand, and as her palm moved, the Naihe Seal also moved, causing the outside to crack and shake.

As if she controlled the world.

Natasha and Yale’s eyes were utterly indifferent.

After all, such terrain-shaking could not threaten their lives; as for others, what did it matter?

"That’s your business, I came this time, just to take it and the Yellow Springs Sword away."

Upon hearing this, Natasha laughed, "A very simple goal, but very difficult, don’t tell me you know nothing about this Naihe Seal, for instance, it concerns the whereabouts of that mysterious artifact, do you think I, and Yale, no, the decrepit Emperor of England would let you leave with it?"

Sui Yi pressed her lips together, her right hand holding the sword, her left clutching the Naihe Seal, saying, "I didn’t think, I can only take action."

Her tone was methodical and inexplicably serious in explanation, to Natasha, this Chinese woman was an extremely peculiar old relic, emotional, restrained, and inexplicably principled, not harming innocent people. Just one Yi Ye was enough, what was the Duke’s Mansion anyway?

If it weren’t for considering these people, with this woman’s perverse insight, she would have taken the Yellow Springs Sword and the Naihe Seal long ago.

At least, her left hand was indeed troublesome.

But what did she mean by taking action?

What action?

Having suffered several losses, Natasha was inexplicably on guard, and having interacted with Sui Yi all along as Muen Mashafeideli, Yale also knew how eerily powerful Sui Yi’s left hand was, so he was also cautious.