Chapter 28: Lethal Intent

She pondered for a moment. After all, suggesting to drown someone in a pig cage was far too severe. She only wanted to save her sister, not take Bao Second Lady’s life; besides, Bao Second Lady had already received her due punishment.

Fine! This time Lin Zheng admitted defeat, smiling gently, his mirth reaching his eyes as he fixed his gaze on Yun Mo Yu’s beautiful face. At this moment, he couldn’t quite describe what he felt; he only knew that her happiness was rare and precious, like a blooming flower exuding a subtle fragrance that refreshed the soul.

The man urged him on. After a brief pause, Liang Hao realized he was standing inside the teleportation array; unless he left, the next transfer could not begin.

The ground was damp, and waves of cold seeped into his bones. Li Xunhuan coughed ceaselessly, wishing only for a cup of wine.

Miao Kedi pouted in grievance—it hadn’t been her words after all, but the whole Yuexi was abuzz with rumors.

Xing Mu was accompanying Qin Yu in her room when Xing Jue came in and whispered something in his ear. Xing Mu frowned and waved Xing Jue away.

But how could she retrieve a soul? Those whose souls had already dispersed were gone forever. Even if there were souls here, amidst countless thousands, how could she possibly find the right one?

Only the Vanguard Battalion could still manage a victory against the elite forces of the Sirius Empire with fewer numbers.

The two stood at an impasse, when suddenly the door swung open. Park Chan-yeol, Byun Baek-hyun, and others entered, only to be confronted with the ambiguous posture of Miao Kedi and Wu Shi-xun.

“What nonsense are you spouting? I…” Mi Shu stammered in panic, uncertain what to say. It was as if he had seen through her heart; whatever excuse she offered, he would counter it with an even better reason.

What was wrong with her? Did her mind always go awry upon seeing Qin Mu Chen? Why did she always see Qin Mu Chen with Qi Yan Mo, always about to get engaged to Qi Yan Mo? Was she using Qi Yan Mo? Heavens. What had she done tonight?

Beside her, Yin Bi Wei rambled on and on, but Su Nian An could not summon any energy. Whenever she thought of Qin Mu Chen, it seemed all her strength was drained away, her thoughts orbiting him. Even resentment or hatred could not free her from his grasp.

“I will not dissolve the Green Gang, but neither will I stand by and let you suppress it. That is my opinion—what do you think?” Du Yue Sheng sat beside Chiang Kai-shek. His demeanor truly seemed as though he was negotiating earnestly, without a trace of hostility.

Li Longxian saw Ying Wan Tian captured and thrown into the “Blood Tower” and knew immediately his fate was grim. Now, hearing Shen Feng’s words, a chill raced through his heart.

“Mo Mo, you have a fever!” Liang Hua Hua exclaimed. No wonder Mo Mo had slept so long—it was because of the fever.

Zhang Yang played with the golden brick for a while, then, excitedly, tucked it into his storage pouch. After glancing at the ground and finding nothing else of value, he stowed everything in his waist pouch.

“You.” Qing Qiu Jiu Jiu was at a loss for words to describe this shameless man. Seizing the moment, she slipped out of Chen Hao’s embrace and immediately readied her silver bow.

Rouge Fragrance was right. Proud Sword and Former Sentiment had set up their formations with some order, but once they began slaughtering Xiong Ba Tian’s group, chaos reigned among the players. Everyone charged in to kill enemies and snatch equipment, unwilling to let the spoils fall into others’ hands.

“Of course, of course,” Dou Fuhe replied, not taking Du Yue Sheng’s politeness at face value. The Green Gang’s Du Yue Sheng could never be a pushover. His words were already a concession; to take them literally would be foolish.

“Hahaha, well said!” Lord Lu laughed heartily, as if more delighted than when he had become city lord himself. With a wave, a mid-grade soul stone appeared in his hand. “Take it and buy some wine!” With that, he tossed the soul stone to the ghost servant.

Solitary Killer swallowed nervously. As the master of the Dark Tower, accustomed to slaughter, even he could not bring himself to massacre an entire city.

Over these three days, Long Fan broke through a heart wheel each day. Today, as soon as he broke through the heart wheel in his right foot, he would be able to connect all his heart wheels.

I am on the train with them now. I know someone on the train—he is my good friend.

The previous three had already severely wounded the snake spirit; otherwise, Wu Zang would not merely have been injured—he would have been crushed to pulp.

Lo Yun Fei spoke harshly to him, but in her heart she understood his ability. His actions always had a reason, so she did not refuse. They exchanged phone numbers.

“Very well! Island Master Peng, whatever request you have, state it!” Murong Shan Shan stopped the man in black beside her from speaking, her face breaking into a smile.

“Uncle Liang is back, hey hey.” Yi Chen grinned at Liang Chao as he walked out from behind the cashier’s counter, while Bai Jie stuck out her tongue at Liang Chao and took Yi Chen’s place.

Thinking of her brother’s daily hardship just to keep her from going hungry, she felt sad and reluctant. She longed for the day when she could spare him such toil.

Just as Yi Chen waited for Dong Zhihua to be helped up, gunfire rang out again. To his surprise, the shot was not aimed at them, but at one of the two competitors, who seemed to have spotted the lone wolf and fired directly at him.

Many of these people were once military experts, and even more were new humans! Now, joining the army, they could put their talents to good use.

In the days that followed, everything seemed calm. Bai Shan Wei sent people to inquire everywhere and finally learned the news: the Wind Kingdom and Liang Kingdom were indeed on the brink of war.

Night Cold’s body was shackled; he could only watch as the white light entered his body, merging with his dantian. Warmth blossomed from his core and spread throughout his form.

Su Liu Jin realized she had said something pointless and no longer dared to look at Zhang Zhong, brushing past him to enter the house.

He did not know what material the staircase was made of, but Huang Yu could sense its extraordinary quality. Without pause, he began to ascend.

And so Jia Xi, pushed into action, boarded Ding Lei’s ship. It was too late to regret now. The families agreed the engagement would be in March—hurried, but there was time to prepare. Thus the whole family began bustling about, preparing for Jia Xi’s betrothal.

Suddenly, as the shadow finished its final words, its voice became terrifying—sharp and eerie. It seemed to echo from all directions, as if from the underworld itself, impossible to pinpoint its source.