Chapter 65: You Are My Good Luck Charm

“If you, Xiaohan, can find evidence, then we’ll meet in court.”
Xu Yu needed no threats from anyone; she had had enough. Now, she only wanted to rid herself as quickly as possible of these invisible shackles.

Before Wen Han could press her further, Xu Yu ended the call abruptly.

She thought, her first priority now was to find a way to resign.

Xu Yu buried herself under the covers...

As for that pot of rose tea, its ingredients had been lavishly used! Who knew what kind of roses had been chosen—its fragrance was rich and intoxicating, and merely inhaling it was enough to leave one enraptured.

“Forget it, Song Chenbai. Let’s hear what she wants from me first. I don’t want to owe anyone a favor,” Ning Zhi tugged at Song Chenbai’s sleeve, then turned to face Zhou Qian.

“I don’t know her well, but for a mother, nothing will quell her anger more than her beloved son,” He Qizheng said, motioning towards Duan Yu, who was still lost in thought.

Suddenly, the sound of a sword rang out. A green shadow broke through the tiles, followed by a shout of “Phantom Sword.” A cold gleam flashed as countless silver sword shadows shot straight at An Shigeng’s protective aura.

Lu Jingchen did not reply, but Chu Yunxi understood his meaning—he suspected Su Yanning’s foster mother’s disappearance had something to do with her.

Several people were already seated inside. Lin Dachao found his seat according to the number and sat down, glancing around at his surroundings.

Ding Chunqiu spat blood and collapsed to the ground, never to rise again. He had long been struck by several of He Qizheng’s Composite Finger moves; his chest was pierced by ten bloody holes, and it was clear his life was at its end.

Fatty’s face was streaked with tears. All his dreams of heroism collapsed in that instant; now, all he wanted was to survive.

When they had been far apart, it was easy to ignore, but now that everyone had arrived at the Qingxi Brigade, there was no excuse not to visit the old man.

After morning court, Su Fengche left the hall and stopped Nangong Ye to ask, “Why didn’t you refute him just now? He spoke about you in front of everyone—aren’t you angry?” Nangong Ye’s expression grew more somber. “It’s best if you stay out of this,” he replied, and returned to his palace.

“Master, rest assured. Ru Dong’s Shadow still remembers.” He spurred his horse and rode away, never looking back. Though his expression was impossible to discern, every word spoken by Shadow was heartfelt, without exaggeration.

She was still willing to be good to him—even without affection, he felt that all his efforts were worthwhile.

“That’s not certain. If I want to deal with him, I might ensure his family regrets it for a lifetime.” I said confidently, waving my fist.

Yet, the most pressing matter now was to relax. Otherwise, I wouldn’t be able to soar to new heights, and for someone like me—a virgin—it would be a fatal blow.

From the moment he entered, Zhi Ning had already steeled herself. If he admitted he had broken his word, she would give him another chance.

I looked at him, unable to believe that after just finishing the meeting, he would pretend not to know me. He was obviously feigning ignorance, trying to intimidate me.

“He summoned me, but then refused to speak,” Ji Li Yonghao stole a glance around the room.

Oddly, the three of them had been fleeing together for quite some time, yet nothing unusual had happened again.

As expected, nothing was found in the other rooms, but in Hua Mu’er’s room, objects related to the demon were discovered.

Lin Yu had lost his mysterious power at this critical moment! The sea of corpses below had dried up completely; not a trace of the translucent energy that had just poured into Lin Yu remained. It seemed to have been exhausted.

“He’s very strong. He possesses the power of the Invincible Divine Realm,” the Bull-Headed General declared, each word as heavy as Mount Tai, weighing down all the bull-headed and horse-faced guards until they couldn’t breathe. Not only did others doubt it, even he himself could scarcely believe it.