Chapter Seventy-Six: As Expected, Something Is Wrong

Yan Xuan glanced at the three people in front of him. Ali and Xiao Zhi were still manageable, but this Qi Qi was truly pushing her luck, far too arrogant. He shook his head at once, “No.”

Manager Chen immediately turned to the group, “Sorry, everyone. May I ask for your reservation number?”

Naturally, Qi Qi and her companions had no reservation number to provide, but Qi Qi was still about to speak up…

Meanwhile, in the Alliance Corps conference room, Blue Wing and the other high-ranking officers watched the scene unfold in its entirety, exchanging bewildered glances.

Two days later, news arrived from the Takeda family. That venerable elder of nearly a hundred years had agreed to take action. In that instant, a formless wave of murderous intent directed at Qin Tian spread from the R Nation towards the borders of Huaxia.

Gu Qingyun spoke with noble-sounding words, but his true aim was to deepen Pan Feng’s guilt, so that Pan Feng would hand over the company’s lifeblood—the financial authority—completely and without question.

The third son cried out, “You severed my arm, so today I will sever your hand and wash away this shame with blood!” With that, his sword stabbed toward Li Zhichen, and the rest of the sons attacked in unison.

“Hmph. Those Chen family remnants have been skulking for fourteen thousand years, and still they’re not wiped out!” Immortal Lord Lou Lian snorted in rage.

Not only the crew who lived together day and night, but even those guests invited from all over had, to some extent, become acquainted with others at the ball.

She had been so overjoyed just now that she forgot about Xie Chenyu. Xie Chenyu was also a member of the Xie family and should, by rights, have been exiled along with the others. Although Tang Yueyue had already fallen out with him, she still felt indebted whenever she recalled the past.

The most terrifying people are those without shame, and Ouyang Jing was exactly such a person. Shuda avoided him like the plague.

Mei Hanxia threw the red bridal veil onto the ground. “Li Zhichen, I never loved you! In the depths of the Southern Barbarians, it was all just an act. I only wanted to trick you into saving me! Someone like you—hmpf—did you truly think I, Mei Hanxia, could ever love you?” Her eyes, sharp as blades, stabbed straight into Li Zhichen’s heart.

A layer of freshly boiled cassava noodles was spread over the potatoes, then water was poured in, the lid covered, and the meat braised over high heat.

A suffocating sense of danger seized Feng Yunran, making her frown tightly. Sensing something amiss, she abruptly pushed Young Master Shang aside.

Upon reaching their destination, everyone was exhausted, so they each returned to their own places and went about their business.

He never expected Wang Yiyi to apologize to him. Given Wang Yiyi’s temperament, she was not someone who would admit fault so readily.

The envoys from the Skyreaching Realm were all at least at the Profound Spirit stage. Although many of them had broken through to that realm in the past two days, the gap was still considerable.

His memories had been sealed before, with only a small clue about her to guide the Huan family in their search.

Seeing him like this, Ouyang Muxue could only fall silent, fixing her gaze on Zhang Kuo and not moving an inch.

Only then did Ming Huochun dare to look up, watching Zhang Kuo before hastily stepping forward to close the cabin door, finally breathing a sigh of relief.

Even to have her arrested, there needed to be hard evidence. The Ming family couldn’t just claim anything and have it stick—only after the Heniantang people had examined her could she be found guilty.

The two of them, seeing his state, were helpless. This illusion was nearly impossible to break unless the captive’s strength surpassed that of the caster. In this situation, all they could do was wait.

He Changjian’s rise was meteoric, swiftly ascending to the position of Police Chief in Suhang, the provincial capital, so it was only natural that his old, capable subordinates were promoted as well.

“Yes, Father! I understand. You can rest assured! I won’t back down! Even if I can never be reborn, I will not retreat,” Tai Hao declared resolutely.

Perhaps he believed the demon clan’s great saints would have no interest in this spiritual treasure. After all, every demon saint had their own personal weapon, one that suited them far better.