Chapter 72

Since she had decided to live for herself and leave the Liu family, which was nothing more than a prison, she had to achieve both financial and spiritual independence.

She lifted Ya-Ya from Ah Li’s shoulder, handed the child to Nu Zhou behind her, shifted Ah Li’s body aside, covered her eyes, and walked toward the room.

Wang Keke couldn’t help but frown, moving closer. The boy was about her age, still childish in his features, but with sharp brows and eyes—clearly the type to dominate the school.

He disrupted the warmth and sweetness of the room. An Zi Li frowned, but still pressed a gentle kiss to Ling Jing Shan’s lips before rising, full of regret, to answer the phone.

When Zhang Chenfeng and Guan Xuan arrived at the House of Divine Beasts, though there were many people present, they spotted Shadow immediately.

Liu Mei, on the other hand, was so embarrassed by Bao Erfei’s gaze that she awkwardly dragged him aside to explain.

Soon, footsteps echoed from the field. Tian Sui Sui wondered, could Qi Feng be returning with more instructions for her?

The pretext was to ensure everyone ate and drank well, but in truth, the master and apprentice were simply succumbing to their craving for firearms.

She claimed her belly carried a disaster-star, which needed to be eliminated. The emperor, under her control, had long become an empty puppet, and as for those ignorant commoners?

The next morning brought another poisonous breakfast. As usual, Liang Xuan tried the food first. She had little hope, but after tasting it—even though it wasn’t delicious—she finished it all.

Regalas’s capital, Tre City, was originally quite beautiful. Many came to visit, and the environment was beyond compare.

It wasn’t their fault; even if their attributes hadn’t been halved, to move a divine-level boss required extraordinary attack power.

Da Le was discussing with Li Zhengren and the photographer—not that this was the issue, but clearly Da Le was also looking forward to the shoot.

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Xue Rulin felt humiliated. He slapped the table, stood abruptly, and in the moment he drew his gun—bang!—a shot rang out. His head was blown apart, blood splattering everywhere, and his body slowly collapsed.

Just then, a thunderous crash split the air, lightning flickering, winds whipping wildly—a sign of something ominous.

The list contained twelve requirements, each clearly written. Some structures truly required skill.

Hearing Jing Tang’s anxious tone, Tu Meng stopped hiding and told everything.

Ning Xu saw Ling Ke sobbing uncontrollably, frowned again, and sighed softly.

Now that Luo Ya knew, everything could be negotiated; at least Luo Ya wouldn’t go against him.

He walked slowly to the bedside and sat. Gradually, he drifted into sleep and entered his dream. No, it was the Space of Blood and Tears.

“Words are useless. You’re sharp-tongued, I can’t win against you! Let’s fight!” Kabadi, at a loss for words, stopped arguing with Ye Yun and launched an attack.

Then, three long arrows hurtled toward him—not in a straight line, but arranged in a triangular formation, making them hard to evade.

“Action.” When the clock struck eleven, Xing Yue stared coolly at the Pearl Tower below, moved her hand decisively, and spoke with unwavering resolve.

These ancient houses stood side by side; once she climbed to the rooftops, she could walk across them all the way to the bridge between the southern and eastern districts—it was entirely possible.

Madam Hua was the madam of the Red Jade Courtyard, and all the girls there were under her charge. Her temper was foul; obey her and life could be tolerable, disobey and at best you’d face a whipping—at worst, you’d die without explanation.

In just one day, the county office became a paper-making specialist, receiving over a thousand letters.

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Yet since leaving Nangong City, Ye Yun had felt uneasy, as if a heavy stone weighed on his heart, making it impossible to breathe.

“So you mean Paul is facing a team of monsters led by a striker?” David asked.

Moreover, his martial heart would never allow it; he’d rather die than betray his principles.

“Would Master really go down the cave to sabotage his own perfect scam? Impossible! Would he go down just to make the scam more convincing? Even less likely!” Qi Yunsheng thought.

Meanwhile, Old Wan changed positions, deepening my suspicion… Wait! Are they doing this on purpose?

“By the way, Ji Rufeng has moved in with us,” Zhuo Lingfeng said while driving.

“When I return to the city, I’ll ask around. If I hear anything, I’ll let you know!” Zhuo Lingfeng said and went back into the house.

I thought to myself, Ma Yiyan, you’re so sure of yourself—if I can’t solve this, how will you clean up the mess?

Cheng Shaokang moved like he had a cheat code, dodging constantly. Dozens of green tree shadows darted at him, but he sidestepped every one, as if he could foresee their movements. In an instant, dozens of emerald bamboos had trapped him.

Bored, Zhuo Lingfeng went upstairs, but even in his room, lying on his bed, he couldn’t fall asleep.

The plane took off slowly. I pressed myself against the window, looking into the darkness below, utterly desolate.