Volume 1, Chapter 31: The Astute Yan Xiyue

"Yes, yes, yes, I will certainly carry out your instructions."

Duan Wuchen flicked his sleeves with a flourish. Before the stunned gaze of Huangfu Minghang, his figure vanished abruptly, as if he had never been there at all. Only his deep, commanding voice continued to echo through the slightly disheveled private room.

"Remember, until you receive my word, do not act rashly."

Huangfu Minghang stood alone in the room, surveying the wreckage. After a long while, he murmured to himself as if waking from a dream.

"This is no dream! Ha, this man is truly an extraordinary being. If he can truly help me ascend to the position of family head, I, Huangfu Minghang, will surely be eternally grateful."

Even the Sun family—the family of the late Prefect Sun Zhaolin and the most prominent clan in Zhaoyao Commandery—remained silent, perfectly illustrating the cold-blooded indifference of the noble houses.

Matron Yang brought Aunt Cuiyu to the plague zone. She saw with her own eyes her nephew and grand-nephew waiting helplessly, already showing symptoms. When they saw her, they only stared back with fierce, hostile expressions.

Unexpectedly, just as dawn broke, Di Jie—who had been fleeing in a sorry state—suddenly stopped and launched a fierce counterattack.

Although it was Song Jia'niang who insisted on the proposal to smooth things over, the resentment she felt in her heart was no less than that of Xu Jingyuan.

The gesture was somewhat frivolous and uninhibited, causing Yao Zhuosu to instinctively hide behind Xi Fuwei.

Ouyang Chen’s face showed not a trace of panic, nor any intention of conceding. Instead, he calmly reached out to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth.

"Wen Xi, am I that ugly? Or am I so unpresentable? Is being with me truly that unbearable for you?" He was stifled with rage, certain he would be angered to death by Wen Xi sooner or later; his expression was exceptionally gloomy.

Just as Bai Muxue was frowning, thinking the doll was about to fall again, Lin Feng suddenly reached out to grab the top of the machine cabinet and pulled back with force. With the swaying motion of the tilt, the suspended doll swung straight into the exit at the bottom left.

He finally breathed a sigh of relief when no one was missing the following morning, but then someone beside him collapsed, unconscious.

"I plan to infiltrate the tent now to confirm the exact number of Moon-Fox Goblins." After sending the monster information, I explained my subsequent plan.

The fifth watch had arrived, the time for the wandering monks to herald the dawn. Although the General's manor was walled and gated, preventing the sounds of wooden fish and iron clappers from entering, the slogans of the morning drills in the practice field behind the manor echoed clearly into the inner courtyard.

As expected, these people were exactly as described by those in the studio; their levels were not even on the same scale. For anyone below level 14 to come to Qishan to grind monsters was simply courting death. Why, then, did they come in?

Hearing this, the people around felt a chill run down their spines, trembling with the realization of how lucky they were that they hadn't uploaded it to any media platforms.

However, the owner of the Forbidden Zone of the Gods had paid early to purchase the land for the entire venue, so it could accommodate as many people as needed.

This left him feeling rather uncomfortable; after all, he had been trapped in the rift world for four months and nine days. If he didn't get out soon, Xu Feng would start to grow mold.

Moreover, Tieria considered herself lucky, for Allen’s talent was to distribute his own misfortune to unrelated people or objects. Since she was Allen’s friend, in other words, his misfortune would not befall her.

In this chaotic melee, Marco Polo’s bullets danced wildly with astonishing speed, his energy seemingly inexhaustible.

Fang Ya was somewhat disappointed. She had expected the freshman who stirred up such trouble on the Unknown BBS to be some kind of formidable character, but he looked so ordinary.

"What’s so difficult about it? Whether I care about him or not is none of your business!" Shen Yiyi huffed and returned to the bedroom.

"Do you... really need to be so defensive against me?" Liu Meimei smiled, though the smile was somewhat eerie, carrying a hint of madness.

"Girl, stop making a scene. I’ll let you hit them whenever you feel like it, is that acceptable?" Having no choice, the Ninth Elder of the Cang family compromised.

Glancing at the stunning, imposing man, Feng Qiwu decisively retreated, slinking back to her seat.

"Should we wash our quilts as well?" Shui Furong asked, feeling somewhat foolish.

His eyes, as black as the night, were colder than the frost of a winter night, and the sharp glint within them was more chilling than his rage.

Already in a wretched state and on the verge of collapse, Yang Fan and Zhao Yan'er instinctively stepped aside to clear the mountain path for Bai Yujing, their eyes flashing with surprise.

"No one else in our team has gone missing since last time. It seems our previous assumption was wrong." Fang Yuqi began discussing with Feng Yuqing how to ferret out the mutated anomaly.

In an instant, the sounds of battle shook the heavens. Jian Wudao had arrived through the air, following up with a slaughter toward the Chen family.

Boss Zhu understood almost instantly, for Xiao Tuo had once worked odd jobs at Longxiang Workshop, so he was naturally no stranger to him.

Bai Jin entered Bai Yanxi’s dormitory, set down the food, and began to look around.

Why? Does he know me? Ye Wei opened her eyes in astonishment, her mind in chaos. How could Young Master Ye know her? In her memory, there was no record of him, and very few people had ever seen her true face.

My failure these two times was not because you were so formidable, but because you relied on external power.

*Swish, swish...* The old man in white waved his hand gently, and vast, surging sword energy rolled forward, crushing everything in its path.

Although the other four didn't notice, Bai Yu was meticulous and possessed extremely keen observation skills; she immediately caught the unusual look in their eyes.

Su Xin actually saw that her parents seemed to dislike Danny, and Su Yang was particularly at odds with him.

Seeing this scene, Jiang Zaiyuan frowned and hurriedly recalled all the remaining Black Flood Dragon manifestations, turning them back into black mist before they returned to his body.

With that, he lunged at Su Su with claws bared, and his three accomplices surrounded her as well.

Huang Tianchou laughed out loud and flashed away from my body. I felt a sense of relief, followed by an aching soreness in every joint.

Hearing this, Xiao Rong knew the situation was urgent, so she stopped asking and allowed Lin Fei to drag her by the hand as they sped forward.

My morning grumpiness flared from a lack of sleep, and I shoved my senior brother to the ground, only to realize that Master had actually come into my room.