Chapter 13: The Kunlun Slave

He sighed and said, “Father was sent away in such a hurry that he didn’t have time to bid you farewell. I only rushed back today for my elder brother’s birthday banquet; I must return to the capital early tomorrow.” His expression darkened slightly as he spoke.

Upon closer inspection, he wore armor, his brows and eyes full of heroic spirit, commanding and dignified. He dismounted and approached, taking a seat beside King Cheng to rest.

Avoiding confrontation was simply due to shyness or perhaps having someone special within the sect, thus refraining from reckless behavior.

Meanwhile, the leaders at the landfill were deliberating how to handle the stray and wild dogs lurking nearby. Unaware of the impending disaster, the dogs continued to fight, rummage through trash, and scavenge without restraint.

Sitting there, a pang of unease crept into his heart. He realized he had lied for Chu Wutian and even implicated the emperor. It was better if Ronghua didn’t seek verification.

At the sixty-second minute, Falcao set up the ball just outside the penalty area. Ding Yue feinted left and right, barely creating an angle two meters from the edge of the large penalty box, and unleashed a powerful right-footed shot. The Getafe goalkeeper once again became nothing more than a backdrop.

When dreams are within reach, some falter in fear and miss the beautiful outcome, while others become even more passionate, soaring forward to grasp the tail of success.

The wait until nightfall was already unbearable; when no song came even after darkness settled, Zhao Qing’s patience wore thin. He began to suspect Jin Shunying, doubting that He Man had taken advantage of the naïve mother and child. He ordered the prison cell to be opened and stood with hands behind his back at the door, letting the cold wind pour into the already chilly cell.

“It’s nothing!” Ye Anyang stood by the roadside, brushing off the chill, still carrying the musty stench of the prison’s long-neglected filth. Those detestable police had taken a million from him and tossed him into such a place—what kind of justice was this?

Moreover, a person who once intended to live out their days in solitude, once moved emotionally, would never treat it as a mere game. Now that Feng Xi had genuinely fallen for Zhang Juan, it might very well be a path with no turning back.

After saying this, Lei Qing left the bedroom. His words of comfort could only fool his wife momentarily—he himself didn’t believe them. What kind of skill would it take for a girl kidnapped like that to return safely?

As a CEO, Lu Zihuai rarely gave autographs, wary of criminals exploiting the opportunity. Hence, only Chu Xun had to bear the burden of this tedious task.

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The CEO sat on the sofa nearby, engrossed in work. His gold-rimmed glasses caught the light, casting a glow on his face that was even more austere than Teacher Lin Tao’s.

After sending off Sang Ningmei, Chang Jiushi sat blankly under the corridor, watching the shadows of daylight gradually recede beyond the porch.

Inside the interrogation room, Hu Susu felt deeply wronged. Had she known running a bar would bring so many troubles, she would have chosen another career.

Without delay, she hurried to find clothes to wear as soon as she stepped out of the space! Qin Xue, after neatly combing her hair and checking the mirror for any flaws, found none.

As for the foul odor, she had smelled it all the way through and her nose had naturally learned to ignore it. She ate her meal with complete satisfaction.

Chu Yu recalled the words Wan Yun had said to Qian Xing before leaving—words that seemed to chide him. But since it concerned his parents and involved numerous powerful factions, he could only bear the complexity.

“Great King, granting formation and military strategy to the barbarians will surely bring disaster one day,” Lord Anling, who considered himself part of the Jing faction, spoke the loudest amid many opposing voices. Though he held no fief, he wielded influence throughout Chu.

Furthermore, rumors of the Fifth Prince entering politics had circulated for some time. With the ongoing peace talks unresolved, the two princes and their powerful families merely maintained a facade of harmony.

He had to speculate this way because the origins of the Cosmic Business Union and the Cosmic Virtual Company were shrouded in mystery. Even Old Turtle only knew that ‘humans’ from the cosmic sea were involved, but the truth remained elusive.

Had his own sister been deceived by that man? It wasn’t that she lacked resolve—it was that he was simply too formidable.

The truth was, he had inadvertently encountered the White Whale and subsequently engaged in a fierce battle.

The Black Mountain Old Demon had not appeared for some time; Feng Xuanyang did not expect the adversary had reached Xuanyang City.

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“May I ask what business you have with me?” Chu Yu still did not understand why these people had captured him.

The Ten Elders held very high status and commanded formidable subordinates. The five brothers of Huangtu all recognized these figures.

“The gate wasn’t closed. If you don’t run now, you’re just waiting to be caught like a turtle in a jar...” Old Yue glanced at Chu Yu, whose intelligence seemed to have plummeted. He wondered what the boy had eaten to make him act as if he’d been bombed into a fool.

Li Xiaoyun slowly lifted her head to gaze at him. Both their eyes bore the lingering shock of the recent harrowing moment. Just as Fang Jinghao bent down to kiss her, she turned her head aside.

After bidding farewell to Lin Dezhong, Lin Kexin and I headed toward the city. Midway, I received a text from Liu Chao asking if I was available to take a call. I naturally understood his meaning and immediately returned the call.

Yin Anchen smiled, but the warmth never reached his eyes. Remembering Jing Moli’s betrayal and her scheme right before him to induce guilt and sin, he hated her. They were the same kind of people—why did she have the right to accuse him?

Only after the ferocious beast left did Qin Long show himself. “That was close; we were almost discovered. That beast was so strong, truly formidable.” Qin Long shuddered at the thought—had they been found, he might have met the same fate as those bones.

Qin Qingqing stood before the mirror and redid her makeup. After ensuring the servants thoroughly cleaned the courtyard and house, she anxiously awaited the emperor’s arrival in the yard.