Chapter 26: A Figure Amidst Turbulence
“Of course, it’s because I’m outstanding!” Yan Xuan replied shamelessly. “But I’m not leaving.”
“Why not?”
“Because the person I like works at the same company as me. If I leave, I won’t be able to see you every day, will I?” Although Yan Xuan spoke with…
“I hope you’ll remember what you said today,” the old beggar sighed, as if he did not have much faith in Mu Yi’s promise.
He began his tale from the moment Ruan Mengying burst into the secret chamber to confront Jiang Zaiqian and his massacre of the Zhengxian tribe, continuing all the way to when Ruan Mengying exposed Jiang Zaiqian’s monstrous crimes. He described how, after failing to force Jiang Zaiqian to take his own life in atonement, Ruan Mengying herself was instead poisoned by him.
Hou Lei, with his endless sophistry, together with the instigation of Miao Miao, Gou Sen, and the others, left Yan Yuncheng with no choice but to drink. In the end, he had no idea how much he’d consumed before collapsing onto the table.
Amidst the raging storm, thunder, and lightning, every animal on the island was desperately fleeing, and yet an old man walked calmly toward the very heart of the tempest as if nothing else existed.
A terrifying white brilliance suddenly erupted from Fei Xuanhu and the others, while the jade talisman spewed forth waves of the power of mountains and rivers. In an instant, it was as if hundreds or thousands of peaks had appeared, poised to crush Chen Xiao.
Fang Taiji told Xie Gongbao that, judging by the timing, Wu Mian would likely lead his men tonight to quell the rebellion. It was the perfect opportunity to observe the movements at the Corpse Ground of Fupo. Once Wu Mian departed, they could infiltrate the main stronghold.
Void Master and the others, fleeing in desperation, had given up all hope. Suddenly, the entire thunderstorm zone contracted violently. At the very last moment, they narrowly escaped the wrath of the lightning, landing safely on the ground and offering thanks to the Void Master with deep bows.
Hearing this, Chen Xiao finally laughed. Now he understood why the other party had so eagerly invited him to visit the Xue family—they wanted to win him over.
Suddenly, Chu Zifeng shouted, “Get up!” and with a single kick, Park Li’s heavy body was sent flying.
Just listen to what Lu Xi said—“just a little” Gold 8—speaking as if he weren’t the one who, a few years ago, had been utterly defeated by a Gold 8, left with nowhere to run or hide. Wait, come to think of it, that Gold 8 back then was apparently Gale. What a small world.
It’s often said that when a man becomes wealthy, he becomes unruly. There’s truth to that; in fact, it’s not so much about becoming bad, but rather that greater ability brings greater ambition. Li Yang was a man, and naturally, he was no exception.
Yet Mo Ligang was quite philosophical about losing an eye. In his view, many had lost their lives or other body parts in war, so compared to that, losing only one eye was a small price; at least the rest of his body was intact.
Zi Lingtian caught the spatial ring in one motion, flickered, and vanished from the spot. The future of the Black Qilin depended entirely on him; he dared not let his guard down.
Chen Fan fell silent. Was it really worth spending so much on a single piece of clothing? From the perspective of love, it had to be worth it. Yet he couldn’t shake a sense of unease. The garment was so expensive and had such a story behind it—it shouldn’t be for sale at all, but should have been kept as a treasured collection.
When Yang Ku and his companion entered the Tiger Lair’s main hall, they discovered not only Wang Ze, but also Wang Ze’s father, Wang Yong. The two were playing chess, clearly a version plagiarized by Wang Ze from future generations. The pair were locked in heated debate over a single move.
“That’s completely different. At the very least, I still expect you to contribute. Otherwise, this guy could kill me far too easily!” Yan Po Tian shook his head. The current stalemate was only because the Thousand Stone King was in no hurry; it didn’t really mean anything.