Meanwhile, within the tea house, the eldest son of the Evil God Tian Yu, Tian Xing, was anxiously waiting.
Although he had done this numerous times before, this time he was particularly excited.
Especially whenever he thought of An Yan's captivating beauty and graceful figure, he felt his heart growing fervent.
Why haven't they returned yet?
This bunch of useless fools, just capturing a woman, why have they taken so long?
Just as he was on tenterhooks, there was suddenly a commotion downstairs, interspersed with shouts from people.
"Who dares to intrude on forbidden grounds?"
Following that was the sound of crashing and banging, then silence returned.
Tian Xing froze, his expression immediately turning somber.
The aura around him intensified, fully prepared to face whatever was coming.
As the Son of the Evil God, his power was formidable, especially since this was his territory; thus, he was not the least bit flustered, merely watching the staircase calmly.
