Volume 1, Chapter 22: Come with Me to Settle the Score!

Before I could even speak, Song Xiaotang interjected, "What does Fish-Seller Sheng want with him?"

"I don't know. Brother Sheng just told me to wait here for Gangzai."

After a pause, Braid-Girl Zhen added, "Gangzai, you should go quickly. Brother Sheng is in a hurry."

Sensing that something might have gone wrong, I agreed immediately and prepared to leave. Just as I was about to go, I remembered something. If I left, there would be no one to take my cousin-in-law home later. After a moment of thought, I realized I had to ask Song Xiaotang for help.

"Then you treat me to morning tea tomorrow."

"Deal."

I didn't even know what morning tea was, but the situation was urgent, so I didn't have time to haggle with her.

...

Half an hour later...

"I'm not just saying this, Sister-in-law, you need to rest for a few more days. How can you go on a long journey in your condition?" As Luo Qiaoyu entered, Luo Wantian was painstakingly trying to persuade me.

Before reaching the door, the sound of giggling drifted from the second-floor window of Wangjiang Tower, lifting Qian Yixiu's spirits.

Hearing Luo Wantian’s question, I thought of Second Young Master Liang, Liang Chengyuan. I recalled how, half a month ago, Mo San had forcibly taken him away, which led Liang Chenghai to bring that old man, Butler Lin, to our place to demand his return. That incident had left us all wounded and hospitalized, and later, it even attracted a demon fox, causing me to fall into a coma for half a month.

Luo Hongye walked ahead of us, maintaining a distance of one or two meters. The vain fellow was actually hovering slightly above the ground as he moved, keeping his clothes as clean as new and his long boots spotless.

...

But no one answered him. Mo San raised a hand, as if holding something, and flicked it into Luo Wantian’s shouting mouth.

A male disciple at the late stage of Foundation Establishment, who was in the middle of breaking through to the Golden Core stage within the Heritage Tower, was tossed directly outside.

Watching Luo Xuan holds that long sword, which was burning with black flames from tip to hilt, walking step by step toward the giant serpent, while the serpent displayed a look of terror and retreated bit by bit, a sense of pride welled up in my heart.

Thus, having a target gave the investigation direction, making it easier to find clues. Although Mo Liuchi had taken Huyan Nuanxin away and bypassed her secret guards as well as those of the General's Mansion, Huyan Qing could still find traces by approaching from other angles.

Currently, apart from the four elders and a few maids and servants, only Gao Feng lived in the manor occasionally; everyone else had moved to the adjacent residential area. Even the Hu siblings, the Feng siblings, Mo Yu, the Wu brothers, and Xiang Chong were all staying outside.

Mo Liufeng released his grip and then firmly grabbed Jin Yuyue again, flying with her away from the lake and onto the bow of the boat.

The meal concluded with guests and hosts alike feeling satisfied. As the table was cleared, Meng Qi and Yang Daye sat in the main and secondary seats, sipping tea slowly from their cups.

"Here! Over here! Come out this way!" Mo Luo shouted to those surrounded, seeing that half of them had already fallen.

Mystery after mystery assailed Qing Feng, clouding his usually clear mind and leaving his expression unreadable.

"Let’s hope these two exotic beasts fight each other, otherwise we have no choice but to run for our lives!" Chen Ri said to Princess Xiang.

Before Chu Lian could finish her sentence, she felt her sharp chin pinched by He Changdi. His deep, dark eyes narrowed, sweeping over her face and body as if he were an emperor inspecting his territory.

He was originally a poor cowherd, so he rode something different from everyone else—a massive, sturdy water buffalo. Though the beast was usually slow, it possessed greater stamina than a warhorse when pushed to urgency, which is why this fourth "Great Vajra" led the charge.

The Blood-Eyed Ink Toad on the side was even more excited, its eyes filled with greed and drool leaking from its mouth as it kept hopping about. By the look of it, if it could get its claws on that poison core, it would swallow it in one gulp.

"Only the dead can leave the Underground Demon Prison..." Dapnuo gave Huan-Ting a meaningful look.

"If you wish, I can leave you here as well," Robin said, half-jokingly.

The group seemed to have entered a manor that was very spacious. Despite the intense fighting between the three, the old nun's sudden appearance had caused little commotion, so the people on the boat seemed unaware. Many were busy at work, and Liu Hanyan saw many disciples of the Sun Sect, though she had no time to go over and speak to them.

If not for the fact that there weren't enough factories to manufacture the products and the management team couldn't be assembled in time, they truly wanted to produce these oil pumps themselves and sell them directly on the international market, which would have yielded much higher profits.

...

Were high-ranking officials like Yang Du, Shi Hongju, and Wang Zhang really that easy to kill? Although Yan Jinqing was annoyed that Yang Lin and Shi Hongju hadn't promoted him, he had never considered resolving personal grudges in such a manner.

The officials heard this and inwardly praised Old Wang for being a loyal friend, justifying their daily camaraderie. They had only been advising the Prince of Xiang on how to "overthrow tyranny," and even helped him issue various orders... In truth, Wang Yu wasn't wrong; they hadn't killed or set fires, so how could it be considered a bad deed?

However, what bothered Ulysses was that her wrists had started to show signs of crystallization, from which a vast, faint power of lightning could be felt.

As he spoke, his voice choked with emotion. The conference room fell into a dead silence; everyone wondered what kind of situation could make him lose his composure like this.

Once the drinking reached a certain point, shouting a few times helped release the alcohol’s intensity, and since everyone was still in high spirits, Chu Tianshu’s proposal was met with enthusiastic response.

The car behind left, and the next one pulled up behind Zheng Qi. A soldier opened the door, and Zheng Qi walked over and extended a hand.

"A formal apology will cost twenty-five thousand," the fat man said with a smile, the flesh on his face quivering, looking extremely affable.

Zhu Zhanji didn't comment on whether Wang Gou'er made sense or not; he was just thinking about his own problems and spoke his mind.

Her black hair was half-pinned, adorned with a butterfly crystal hairpin, and a white plum blossom was painted on her forehead. With light makeup and such attire, she was quite the beauty, as radiant as spring flowers and as lovely as the autumn moon.

"My Ying girl looks cute no matter how she dresses up." Qi Zheng stood up and led the way out. They had eaten plenty for breakfast today, so a walk was in order.

Even thousands of miles away on the westernmost coast of the Eastern Continent, cultivators felt their breathing grow difficult due to the pressure emanating from the Imperial Capital.

In just over two months, the novice Liu Jinnan had been completely transformed, exuding the air of a workplace elite and appearing much more composed.

Having failed to pick up Qiao Yang, Yang Xue had already mentally categorized him as someone who, like Qiao Jiao, needed some discipline before she returned to the car.