Chapter 65: May I Go?

If the young women of Yandu were to hear such words, they would surely say he was blind—Dou Siyuan’s romantic escapades could fill countless storybooks, and yet he was said to be indifferent by nature.

Pei Huangyu still found time to exchange words with Ye Xingxing, though this was precisely what she wished for. She kept shifting positions, casting spell after spell without pause.

For Gao Jinhai’s sake, no matter how much of a scoundrel Gao Fei was, he ought to be taken home and disciplined by his own family.

Zhao Liang bowed his head low, trembling as he said, “Your Majesty, I know nothing of this matter. I beg Your Majesty’s forgiveness.”

Similarly, some of Li Xingchen’s fans, upon first hearing these remarks, found them utterly absurd and were even quite angry.

But at that very moment, the carriage suddenly jolted violently. The speeding coach struck a shard of stone, and for a fleeting instant, it seemed as though it might overturn.

This was something even Yang Liu understood—how could Lin Ya not? She spoke coldly. Lin Ya could not understand; he believed himself to have treated both his sons fairly, yet one was close to him, and the other feared him.

He immediately ordered the soldiers to set up camp, forbidding anyone to leave the encampment and provoke the enemy without his command.

In this moment, she fervently hoped that Niu Chunhua would never wake again. Then she could take charge of the household and give orders as she pleased.

In the aftermath of the incident, the company’s executives swiftly issued a statement: to prevent this situation from leading to the disbandment of SuperJunior, we hope to enter into dialogue with Han Geng. Compared to their attitude toward the three members of TVXQ earlier in the year, this time they were much more conciliatory.

Jin Shenghan, whose heart brimmed with pride and congratulations for them, could not help but smile—at last, she witnessed such a day.

She walked into the ground floor of the building, glancing around, but did not see Lady Jes Sica anywhere. With narrowed eyes and a sly look, she glanced at the VJ and writer trailing behind her.

The file was not very long, but it was dense with information. The pigs, cattle, sheep, chickens, ducks, and geese that had once been domesticated as food by humans were now all mutating, as if to avenge their fallen kin, launching a frenzied reprisal against humanity.

Holding on, Jin Shenghan, Yoo Jae-seok, and the others began to interact with the unfurled hint bar, hoping to decipher the clues upon it.

Excitement swept through all of Korea, spreading even to neighboring countries such as China and Japan; there was no lack of news coverage.

Zhou Cheng witnessed it all, and a wave of exasperation surged within him, as vast as the waters of the Yangtze—he could not help but curse aloud.

“Do you think we can really get out of here?” Hua Tiancuo asked, stirred by the sight of Shi Tian cultivating.

Xu Xiao and Xu Yuan’s journey to Southern Goryeo had been a success, and Jiang Hao was rather astonished by the news they brought back.

“So they’re allowed to kill me, but we can’t kill them?” Space-devouring Mouse sneered, clearly not yet sated by the violence.

Yet at this moment, Ye Feng also believed that, for him, this matter might prove to be a golden opportunity.

Li Yuying’s forehead was beaded with sweat like the Huangguoshu Waterfall, her bosom heaving. Clearly, this spectacle had frightened her greatly.

“Has my second sister-in-law gone mad? I’ll give you one chance—get out! Otherwise, don’t blame me for being ruthless. If you have no shame, I still do.” These words from Nie Qiuran were cold and biting. After hearing them, Cui Wei’s heart immediately found balance.

When the time comes, it will be just like the initial scandal of ‘Drunken Debauchery’—back then, he himself held multiple national number one ranks; now, it is his disciples who hold those titles.

Liu Yu and Mo Liang twisted deftly out of the way, dodging Sun Bin’s first skill. Yet the ultimate move’s range was vast, and it ensnared both Bai Qi and Sun Shangxiang within its radius.

If Yi Jun were to escape, then Ye Zhifei would also be exposed, leaving him with no place to stand in all of China, and certainly disgraced within his own family. Such a price was far more than Ye Zhifei and Boss Chen could afford.

But as soon as he exerted his strength, a searing pain stabbed into his chest, as if a sharp steel needle had pierced him deeply. Then an icy chill spread from the wound, and in an instant, half his body was numb.

It took quite a while for Qiu Yuanlie to calm himself. Sitting in his office, he pondered how best to deal with the brazen fellow named Gao Ye whom he was about to meet.

“I don’t believe it’s that simple,” Li Xian said with a cold laugh. She could not believe the other party would hand over purple gold for no reason. There is no such thing as a free lunch—he must have some ulterior motive.

“Why did you come back? I told you, Guo Qin isn’t home. If you want to find her, you should contact the police.” It seemed that Father Guo did not appreciate their concern.

All at once, the Qin household was thrown into chaos, shouts and confusion echoing throughout the residence—it was utter bedlam.

The red sword, suffused with resentment, instantly flew backward from Ivan the Terrible’s body. Though it had just skewered him completely, as the blade was withdrawn, not a single drop of blood flowed.

At that moment, the Great Inca King was seated in his chair. When Captain Hernando entered the room with his soldiers, the king stood up from his seat.

I remained in a daze for quite some time before I returned to my senses. I thought, if my father and Mr. Zou were still in the forest, they should have been able to find this place too—so why had there been no sign of them? Something about this seemed very wrong.