Chapter 92: Old Affections

At the entrance of the Lu residence, Old Lu, the gatekeeper, hurriedly opened the door with a smile when he heard someone knocking outside.

A servant boy dressed in coarse linen stepped forward, cupping his hands in a respectful salute and greeting humbly, "Hello, old friend. I’d like to ask you something!"

Why would anyone come to inquire about things right at the Lu family’s door?

Old Lu's smile faded; he had no interest in dealing with this visitor. He stepped back, about to close the door, but the servant promptly wedged his foot in the gap, pushing hard to squeeze his way in as he fished something from his jacket pocket and handed it over.

The servant grinned. "Come on, old friend, we’re both errand runners here. Give me some face, won’t you?"

Old Lu picked up a silver dollar, blew on it, then held it to his ear to listen for its ring. Once he was sure the coin was real, his demeanor softened considerably.

"Heh, trying to be mysterious with me!" The noble lady let out a laugh and didn’t press further. After all, she had nothing urgent to do and might as well sit down to see what medicine I was selling in my gourd.

"The east side of the city has already fallen. Who will be next?" Star held another black stone in her hand, her gaze fixed intently on the map laid out for the game of Go. At this moment, black and white stones waged fierce battle at its climax—black stones surging forward in overwhelming waves, but white still mounting both defense and counterattack. Though white seemed to falter, victory would not come easily for black either.

She would never allow Chen Mo to marry before Gao Xinyue; otherwise, those shareholders who opposed her would all swiftly side with her father.

Wei Yan, who had never been squeamish at the sight of blood, felt dizzy for the first time after witnessing so much of his own blood lost.

"Ah, too reckless again..." Yet, as he sat in the tent afterward, listening to the laughter outside, he felt no joy at all. Frowning, he scrutinized himself and immediately recognized where he had fallen short.

"Report, Deputy. Those three fools say they want to blow up the empty buildings at the Yamaguchi Group, and they promised to bring me some Japanese girls for fun, three or five as I please." The First Squad Captain, Ma, relayed to Star what the other three captains had told him.

What truly stirred Chen Fei’s heart was what Old Bai had just said: once he became village chief, he would receive missions. And with missions, of course, came rewards. That was what Chen Fei truly desired.

Perhaps the boy hadn’t been prepared, or perhaps my strength really was that great—when I flung him backward, he staggered a few paces and fell to the ground.

For some reason, my mood had brightened considerably. With a faint smile on my lips and hands shoved in my pockets, I whistled leisurely as I strolled down the stairs to the dining room. Gazing at the feast already set out, I pondered for a moment, then turned and headed toward the family room in the side hall.

Even Yuan Xiang had to admit defeat in the face of Bian Bian’s seamless, tightly woven deductions.

By now, Lei Shan had also reached the tall building he’d seen earlier. He stood before the imposing entrance, utterly indifferent to the dozens of guards glaring at him with murderous intent, unabashedly taking his place at the threshold.

"Then you go clear out the blood corpses outside the city. As for me, this old man will guard the city gates for you." Pitiful Dad fastened his wine gourd back at his waist and stood up with a smile.

The next day, Chen Nan took the group to the Eiffel Tower, Notre Dame, and other sights, thoroughly enjoying the beauty of Paris. Only in the evening did they return to the estate to rest. But in the middle of the night, Chen Nan suddenly received a phone call from an unfamiliar number—it was from Shanghai.

At the Danyang Sect, after the three elders retreated, the others all looked up at the sky. Having reached their current level of cultivation, they were privy to many hidden truths.

This was a necessary phase. During the plane’s ascent, because of various external factors, smooth flight was impossible—at least, not until reaching the stratosphere.

Lei Shan did not continue to study the jade token’s function. After storing it in his space ring, he led his companion away from the seafloor, fearing that the recent battle would attract even more powerful beasts. After all, the depths belonged to the monsters; it was relatively safer above the waves.

"Yet it is such a pity—he who granted me immortality could not withstand the erosion of time. In just three short years, he left me behind. What a shame." Jiang Chen shook his head, his expression full of regret.