Chapter 67: The Schemes of the Second Household

The elderly matron, now advanced in years, rarely left the manor these days, so there was little cause for concern on her part. By rights, with such advantageous terrain, any hint of danger should have been easy to spot, yet as Qi Yue and the others made their way forward, they were ambushed by hidden monsters more than once.

He, however, was young and reckless, fearing nothing, swaggering about the streets each day and eagerly filming short videos to post online.

With just a few words, Yu Manli left Ming Jing speechless on the other end of the line, so much so that Ming Jing nearly flung her phone aside.

All these men sported close-cropped hair, wore black sunglasses, and were uniformly dressed in black suits with white gloves on their hands.

Yet it was possible that Qi Chen, fearing Qi Shen might ruin matters, had deliberately locked him up, since their breakthrough depended on Qi Shen—and now, that was exactly who he was searching for.

“How many times have I told you? You can only call me that in private.” Si Yan’s cold interruption made Fang Lan tremble from head to toe.

His movements were both gentle and commanding, the intensity of sensation overwhelming, until Shen Nanyi felt a wave of numbness spreading from her tongue deep within.

Although not adorned with flowers, the place was covered in vast bamboo groves, rustling melodiously in the breeze and filling the air with a fresh, green scent.

Yu Sheng knew there was no drug in this bottle of water. Though the full dose covered three days, it wasn’t necessarily meant to start today. Besides, after so much time together, He Xinran understood her habits well and knew she would never accept it; perhaps this was just a test.

Though public opinion could not touch Prince Li, Madame Jiang was sent outside the city to a Taoist temple—ostensibly to pray for her descendants, but in truth as a form of confinement and penance.

“Wife.” He looked up at her, his eyes brimming with suppressed pain, his tone pitiful.

Shen Xiu was about to snap, “What’s it to you?”—when she caught sight of the big black dog at Hawthorne’s feet. Sidling up to him, she asked in a conspiratorial whisper.

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After death, the watch does not disappear; it can be picked up or forcibly taken and worn by someone else. Rather than corroding, the new owner’s watch gains enhanced functions, extended lifespan, improved appearance, and even a concealment feature.

“You must be joking—there’s no way I could kill her. She’s the Black Fox, after all.” Though Miao Ji hadn’t finished the tale that day, Yi Ying always suspected their falling-out had something to do with Miao Ji’s true identity.

“Send a message! Send a message! Damn this communication crystal—why does it always fail at the crucial moment?” Watching the situation unfold, Xiu Ren desperately channeled his spiritual energy into the crystal, but no matter how much power he burned, his voice vanished like a stone in the sea, yielding no response.

He Xiao remembered what Yu Sheng had said. If He Tao had been beaten by Zhou Ziyue, was the beating so severe that he hadn’t shown up at school today? If so, that was perfect.

“Lin Ruoqian, don’t forget—your father’s and Zhao Xinpeng’s lives are both in my hands!” came the icy reminder.

Chang’an simply could not trust Gu Shengping to return to the Gu household, insisting instead that he be settled in her own courtyard. Father Liu, noticing the budding feelings between the two, offered no objection and quietly acquiesced to his daughter’s whims.

Late at night, after much inner turmoil, Old Zhang still chose to sneak away. He found it easy enough to swindle money from the doctor, but hospital bills could not be dodged. His principle was: a little blood loss didn’t matter, but money must not be wasted.

“Commander, the warriors are bloodthirsty by nature. When they go berserk, it’s inevitable that innocents get caught in the crossfire!” Saga Ryoko pleaded, face full of anguish.

A furious roar exploded from the dense forest, making the towering trees shake violently. A gigantic head burst from the ancient woods, glaring menacingly at the alloy cage.

“Governor Qin, I wish to request the redeployment of these two million men. Although an army of 2.35 million may not be enough to deal a fatal blow to White Russia, I can at least carve a chunk out of them that will make them bleed!” Lifting her head, Xuan Yue’s eyes shone with steely resolve as she spoke to Qin Wuxing.

However, the passage was occupied by two Darkgold King monsters—the Dark Boar Kings—you must defeat them to proceed.

As soon as he emerged, he set his sights on the tanks. After all, he had no idea how powerful the tanks were, nor whether they could harm the Myriad-legged Centipede—maybe they could, maybe not.

From the expressions of the assembled generals, Hao Dechang breathed a sigh of relief. He knew that, for the moment, this crisis had been more or less smoothed over.

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The Heart of the Overlord! What on earth was that? Saint King was utterly puzzled by the Elder of Time’s mention of the Heart of the Overlord, but judging from the elder’s demeanor, he knew it was pointless to ask further for now.

Wang Chengye, mindful of Liu Huai’s arrival, dared not be remiss. He rode out thirty miles to greet him, accompanied by an enormous retinue—so many attendants lining the route that the spectacle drew many stares. The reception was grand indeed.

The two strolled along, chatting and laughing, from the city moat park to the amusement park, to the shopping street, spending a delightful afternoon together—even catching a movie at the cinema.

Her tone was direct, even willful. She knew that with men of Wang Hong’s stature, it was best to speak her mind plainly—such men had little patience for games of hide and seek.

There was a brief silence on the other end of the line, then a voice assented before the call was disconnected.

Jiang Chengce had, countless times, wanted to storm back to the Nangong clan to demand an explanation, but in the end he always chose to let go. After all, asking someone who had abandoned you why they did so was its own form of self-inflicted pain.

Looking around, there was nothing but black earth and the stark white bones buried within—nothing else of note.

After Old Li’s matter was resolved, I spent several days resting at the hotel. The whole ordeal had taken a toll on me. I’d run around tirelessly for him, never expecting that, in the end, he himself was the culprit.

When all the dust settles, I ought to return to America. Adam has always been concerned for me—it feels like the warmth of a father’s love.

It was over—how could she possibly concentrate on her meal now? Long Yan quickly lowered her gaze, picked up her chopsticks, and forced herself to focus on eating.