Chapter Eighty-Nine: The Outcome is Clear (Double-length Chapter)

Jiang Yunhe walked quietly beside Lu Qinyue, her feet lightly treading upon her sword as she soared through the air, listening with amused interest as the Saintess of the Demon Sect shouted into the distance. Hearing Lu Qinyue call out so freely, Jiang Yunhe felt the urge to join in, but she couldn't immediately think of anything to shout herself. It seemed she had no particular goal to pursue, so she remained silent.

Although they hadn't spent much time together on this journey, Lu Qinyue was already accustomed to Jiang Yunhe's taciturn nature.

"Let's go now, everything has been taken care of!" The monk, though surprised by the power of the Soul Suppressing Pagoda, showed little concern. Instead, he reminded Pan Yuhong that it was time to leave.

He clearly hadn't expected to encounter me, and was taken aback for a moment before quickly averting his gaze.

At that time, I was very young and couldn't possibly have understood the significance of those words. It was only as I grew older that I realized how utterly despairing they were.

Yet Zhuge Liang seemed oblivious to it all, his indifferent gaze sweeping unceasingly across the battlefield.

Outside the shop, a hundred or so people were fighting one another. The moment they heard the gunshot, they all immediately scattered and turned toward the sound.

"It's not that difficult," explained Mei Xuelian, "it'll just take a bit of time. If you wait a little longer, the door will open!"

Using the force of Wangzi's throw to pivot in midair, Lin Rui landed safely, crouching in front of the business van.

At this moment, Wan Hongchen and the old man, who had been standing not far away, hurried over like the wind. Seeing Wan Qingyu fainted in Qinghong's arms, their faces darkened; after all, they knew full well about her condition.

After saying this, I went into the kitchen and shut the door. The voices on the phone outside grew muffled—I didn't want to hear them clearly anyway, my mind was in complete turmoil. For a moment, I wasn't even sure if what I was doing was right or wrong. I was three years older than the two of them; it should have been my responsibility to shoulder everything.

Searching for Tangtang had already been brought up on the imperial agenda. One could say that troops were being raised across the land, all for the sake of finding one person.

After pushing Xiao Jingchen away, Gu Nian turned to leave. She couldn't stay there any longer. Everything in that place reminded her too clearly of the past, and if she stayed any longer, she would go mad.

"They've all got guns," Liu Shi whispered urgently to Han Wei, having noticed the telltale movements of their hands—just before reaching for their weapons. He warned Han Wei not to act rashly.

The villagers all fell to their knees, for to them, a shaman was even more terrifying than a spirit priest. After all, spirit priests were only initiated by the great shamans.

"This child, why is he so reckless? We just spoke yesterday, and now he's stirred up trouble throughout the city! It's pure immaturity—political immaturity," Gu Minglan said angrily.

Just then, Ninth Brother spoke coldly, "Wu Tian, are you even a man? Do you remember what I told you?"

In the end, nothing else out of the ordinary happened. Axin simply continued with her work as usual. The only reason I bring up this story is that a few netizens asked me about it recently, so I thought I'd mention it. There's really no need to worry.

"Just now, Han Tian's look was off—he's very wary of us," Lin Xue suddenly said, her gaze still fixed on the yurt where a figure had disappeared. Inside, the firelight revealed a few blurred silhouettes.

Xu Qiangwei guessed that if the gossip-loving crowd saw the two of them together, they'd immediately start speculating about their relationship.

The Southern Courtyard had undergone tremendous change over the past six months. The growing number of disciples forced Fairy Nanling to petition for permission to build more side rooms.

At that moment, a burly man not far away, upon hearing Gao Jianren's words, shouted in anger.

The farce from years ago had been dredged up once more, and the Mo and Rao families found themselves the targets of public scorn again.