The man nodded and said with a smile: "Mr. Han, please follow me!" As he spoke, he turned and walked deeper into the building.
Han Xiaohan followed him, looking around. After entering the restaurant, he found that there were more people here. In such a large place, there were almost no empty tables. Han Xiaohan could feel that there were at least five masters lurking in the restaurant. The man came to a seat by the window and stopped. The first person Han Xiaohan saw was Tang Rou. Of course, he did not ignore the handsome and smiling Emperor Tian who was sitting next to Tang Rou. Seeing him, Tang Rou was excited, surprised and happy, with tears in her eyes. She wanted to stand up, but the Emperor Tian stretched out two fingers and gently pressed them on her arm. Tang Rou shivered and then calmed down. Her face turned pale, and a layer of white frost appeared on her bangs.
"Grudge!" Han Xiaohan saw it and felt pain in his heart. His teeth were gritting, his fists were clenched, and his nails dug deep into the flesh.
He took two deep breaths to suppress the anger in his heart, slowly sat down at the table opposite the Emperor, and said, "Emperor, is it possible that you only use force against women?"
"Haha!" The Emperor of Heaven smiled elegantly, picked up the teacup, took a sip, and said, "If I didn't do this, how could you have brought me what I wanted?"
"Humph!" Han Xiaohan snorted coldly and said, "Even if you get it with such despicable means, what is there to be proud of?"
The Emperor smiled and said, "I only care about the result." He paused, looked at Han Xiaohan, and asked, "You brought both Qilin Eight Oracles, right?"
Han Xiaohan narrowed his eyes and nodded, "I brought it." The Emperor smiled and said, "That's good, leave it to me, you can take Tang Rou away." Han Xiaohan asked, "What if I say no?" The Emperor smiled even more and said, "If that's the case, you can take Tang Rou away, but I can't guarantee whether she is dead or alive." Seeing the cold light flashing in Han Xiaohan's eyes, he smiled again, "Don't fight with me here, otherwise, not only will Tang Rou's life be in danger, but many people here will die miserably. I think you don't want to see that happen!"
Han Xiaohan sighed, smiled bitterly, and asked, "What do you think?"
The Emperor of Heaven said, "I have already said it before. Give me the two long Qilin Eight Oracles and I will return Tang Rou to you intact."
Han Xiaohan asked, "Why should I believe you?" The Emperor shrugged and put his entire palm on Tang Rou's arm. He didn't see how much force he used, nor did Tang Rou scream, but her clothes were dotted with white frost, and her face was terribly pale, and her lips were blue. Even Han Xiaohan, who was sitting on the other side, could feel the space around them accumulating and descending.
The Emperor of Heaven said with a smile: "As long as I add a little more strength, Tang Rou's meridians will freeze. She is not a vampire, and she does not have a body like you. You should know the consequences of freezing meridians."
Han Xiaohan's heart trembled, and he said softly: "Okay, I believe you."
The Emperor laughed and said, "If you had said that earlier, Tang Rou wouldn't have suffered so much.