Chapter 45: Neutralizing the Move, A Maid Takes the Blame

"My dear sister, could your maid have made a mistake? Not only is the Third Young Miss not inside, but there isn't a single soul."

Lady Li, who was on good terms with Madam Yu, walked out, her expression somewhat shifting and unfathomable.

With a cold face, Madam Yu rushed through the doorway.

There was simply no sign of Shang Yinqiong inside.

How could this be?

She had clearly arranged for Cheng Xu and Shang Yinqiong to be locked together in this room, and had even lit aphrodisiac incense.

No matter how rational a person might be, they could never resist the alluring power of that incense.

The crowd inside the room began to make all sorts of speculations.

"There's nobody in here at all, yet that little maid claimed the Third Young Miss was secretly meeting a man from outside here. Could it be..."

"Hehe... I wonder where Brother Lin is currently employed?" After listening to Meng Ge's introduction, that flamboyant Young Master Liu looked at me with a smile.

She only wanted to rely on herself to become a strong person, rather than depending on those men and trading her body for various gains.

I followed his gaze toward the window, failing to see anything that could possibly catch his attention.

Originally, I just wanted to briefly fill Yang Zhe and Haozi in on the situation down in Jiangnan, but as soon as I said those words, they sat there in a daze for a long time without recovering. For those few short seconds, the way the two of them looked at me was as if they were looking at a monster.

Shiyu Huan was caught off guard and kicked heavily to the side. Her back slammed violently against the ground, and she coughed a few times in succession.

Though I had always detested Liu Canjun, I had to admit that he looked exceptionally handsome today. He was dressed in a tailored white slim-fit suit that clearly cost a fortune, and wore a pair of matching white leather shoes, exuding an equally noble and magnificent aura.

"How beautiful." Yun Guihuang murmured to herself, her attention completely captivated by the scenery before her. Zui Ye pulled Yun Guihuang to sit on a nearby tree branch. Having stayed in the academy for twenty years, how could he not know everything about it, let alone where the most breathtaking spot was?

Extending her hand to pass over an ice-blue spatial bracelet, Ye Qingfeng watched Xue Shiyue and Han Shuci acting all clingy, and a sudden urge to leave welled up inside her.

Leng Xia did not understand, looking strangely at Wang Chan and then at the corpse of Taoist Master Puxiang. As a youth, he was not frightened by the blood-soaked and mutilated state of Taoist Master Puxiang's death—after all, his hound had tasted human flesh before.

However, if the matter were blown out of proportion, wouldn't it be even easier for Anli to turn things around and prove to the villagers that she had lied?

With a tug at the ribbon of her silk pajamas, the entire garment slipped smoothly off her body and dropped to the floor.

The Xiongnu did not possess the agreeable temper of the Han people; once they were allowed to rule the Xianbei grasslands again, all the Xianbei people would be plunged into misery.

"Who are you two...?" Seeing the two of them blocking the way in front of her and Li Feng, Lee Boo-jin immediately spoke up.

However, right now, no one dared to disturb Liu Yuan, fearing that any disruption might cause him further harm. Thus, Zhang Fei and the others could only choose to stare with wide, helpless eyes.

"This... is a bit too much." An Yi understood the implication of the other person's words, but still felt it was excessive.

"Darling, can you still walk?" Li Feng first went to the side of the South African diamond beauty, and then asked softly.

He wanted to resurrect Imhotep because, prior to acquiring the mysterious power within his body, he had been merely a mortal who knew nothing.

Originally, the chieftain of the Azure Wolf Stronghold was still waiting for his subordinates to come and pay their respects, but to his surprise, after waiting for a long time, not a single subordinate paid him any heed.

With her mind preoccupied by the fine white flour left at home, Bian Siniang failed to notice the change in Gu Jinyu's form of address towards her. Muttering, "I'm going to check on the wild herbs," she hurried into the kitchen.

"To push me to such lengths shows that you are indeed very strong! Originally, I wanted to spare you and not deal a fatal blow, considering we are fellow disciples, but you insist on standing in my way!" Qin Changtian said, addressing Zheng Chen.

A trace of terror finally surfaced on Leng Yueru's face. Never had she imagined that Lin Hai could unleash such a terrifying technique—one that she was utterly incapable of resisting at her current level.

It was not that Li Erlong was exaggerating, but the jar of wine Zhao Cuixia had brought out was indeed quite extraordinary. The sensation of a mild spiciness blending harmoniously with a rich mellowness and delicate fragrance was wonderfully magical.

Hamack merely flicked his hand casually, and the copper coin was knocked down to the ground before it even reached him. Granny Zhang suddenly pressed her palms together, flipped her hands, and gently breathed upon them. At that moment, her body began to move as she sprinted towards Hamack.

Whether it was Cao Cao, Liu Bei, or Yuan Shao, the common people under their governance lived relatively well.

Hearing this, we exchanged glances and felt the arrangement was acceptable, so we nodded in confirmation. I wasn't particularly afraid of this kind of separation; with Liu Qiao protecting me, aside from evil entities of the Corpse King level, nothing could possibly harm me.

Every single time, no matter who it was or how they called out to him, he would always respond to them with a very joyful heart in his chest.

With that, the Blue Lion unleashed its divine powers, transforming back into its true form—a giant lion. It opened its mouth wide, measuring hundreds of zhang in width and breadth, frightening the hundred thousand heavenly soldiers into frantically retreating back inside the South Heavenly Gate. After slamming the gates shut, they went to report to the Jade Emperor. Seeing the others retreat, Nezha sneered. Since he and Li Jing had long been at odds despite a superficial harmony, he completely ignored Li Jing's fate and flew straight back through the South Heavenly Gate.

The weapon wielded by Ngo was a blade of Qi transformed from the power of wind and light. This Qi blade shifted shapes constantly; depending on the flow of battle and guided by Ngo's will, it would alternately slim down or thicken, morphing now into a saber and now into a spear.

The giant python hissed, its open maw seeming to contain a miniature sun, and the surging energy fluctuations could be felt from far away.

Three days later, they began physical and military proficiency training. In the early hours of the first morning, the instructors gave them a harsh wake-up call. When the time struck 2:00 AM, the trainee soldiers were fast asleep. Xiao Lin led twenty instructors and slowly approached the doors of each barracks.

Qin Zhenzhen countered with her dance steps, not even wearing a smile, merely casting an arrogant glance at the audience below. To be completely honest, she actually had a favor to ask of Dan Xunfei, but the present occasion was inconvenient for speaking bluntly, so she intended to seek out an opportunity after the dance concluded.

Spinning his wheelchair to the bedside of Young Master Long II, he saw that the man's complexion was rosy, indeed bearing no serious injuries just as Seventh Master Lu had said. Relieved, Liang Xiao let out a long breath of relaxation.

In Jiangling's original plan, he was supposed to be the pivotal figure who changed the world; he would step in at the moment of crisis to help the Divine Son turn the tide, much like how he had dealt with Feng Qi.