Chapter 48: Murder in the Night

"It's nothing. My father is in poor health right now, so I just want to do whatever makes him happy. I didn't mean anything else," Yu You quickly distanced herself.

No one can guarantee whether Dyne will live up to your expectations in the distant future, but when you doubt someone, do not employ them; once you employ them, do not doubt them.

Head Eunuch Wei was being modest, but by debasing the status of all eunuchs down to the dust, he indirectly lowered Gao Yunlin—this "chemically castrated" fellow—by countless tiers as well. After all, they were all cut men alike.

Gao Yunlin had been pushed forward by that shameless old codger Feng Qingyang. He was, after all, a sect leader and could not lose his proper composure in front of others.

Who could have expected that upon just reaching the second level, a massive maze would lie before them, yet the finish line was actually right behind their own backs? Moreover, it was hidden behind the wall of the elevator compartment; even if someone possessed a reconnaissance-type class, their line of sight would still be blocked. As for the core's own mechanical body, if it wanted to move, it only needed to raise the elevator to pass through.

The so-called President Yi was none other than Yi Feng. He walked over while chatting with several executives, maintaining that same dapper and polished appearance. Because he was young and handsome, he always managed to stand out among a crowd of leaders.

Deep within the dungeon, "Rest" is waiting for you. He remains a frail old man with no strength to truss a chicken, but the difference is that the mechanical body guards by his side are noticeably stronger than when he received "Taciturn."

The job of the Internal Affairs Department personnel is to ensure nothing goes wrong and to safeguard the image of the Soviet Union. They must act with unyielding dignity, without needing to consider the bigger picture; all they require is that no one gossips about them after they return.

"Actually, I've always wanted to say... can you separate a portion of your consciousness space? For example, carve out a piece for Sarah? All the people under her command are completely trustworthy since they've been through life and death together, and the talents those people possess are truly very useful," He Min said.

Zhang Mei had not changed at all. Aside from her uniform, there was still her uniform—and of course, that signature pair of black-rimmed glasses.

The man hesitated for a moment, sighed, and waved his hand at the others. In the blink of an eye, those people vanished amidst the overgrown weeds.

Lin Chuan wanted to go for another round, but Tang Yumeng utterly refused. She physically shoved Lin Chuan right out of the office and locked the door behind him.

Seeing Ye Tian and the others depart, the princes flushed with excitement, gave a grand wave of their hands, and closely followed behind.

"Golden Wings, are you truly certain that among those three Sea Clans, there is a false monarch holding down the fort?" Qin Hengtian's heart was filled with extreme reluctance. Seeing that all is ready except for the crucial timing, if the Sea King Palace were truly to intervene now, this war would turn out extremely unfavorable for the Tianhuang Principality. With life and death hanging in the balance, he had to confirm it again and again.

"Uncle Jiangnan, the way you look right now is, is so terrifying." Guoguo stared at Jiangnan with wide eyes, a trace of fear flickering within them.

It looked quite frightening, but since it was a bite from a non-venomous snake, it was no different from a mere skinned knee—applying a simple band-aid would suffice.

"You... you bastard, I'm going to kill you," Song Xiaojia roared in fury. She grabbed a pillow from beside her and fiercely chased after Lin Chuan.

Two completely distinct forces continuously brewed within Shawuji's body, elevating his strength to a whole new level.

Prince Cheng, who was thousands of miles away, sensed it. He instinctively turned his head and looked in the direction of the Divine Capital, as if some mighty power were descending from the heavens.

Fairy Qingxia, worried about Zixia, did not linger any further. After bowing in gratitude, her body suddenly transformed into a stream of light...

Night Slightly Cool chimed in from the side, "Stirring up discord—too sinister!" With that, a bolt of lightning struck across.

Glancing sideways at the people around her, Lin Wei finally stepped out of the office. Behind her, naturally, was a scene she could not see. She knew what kind of performance they would put on, but so what? If they had the ability, they were welcome to climb over her head; she would be more than happy to let them.

Zuo Yi desperately wanted to say that it actually wasn't considered all that early, as there were people who married at fourteen. In the eastern and western continents, only those who solely cultivated martial prowess married at a relatively later age.

At this point on the march, there was no longer any distinction between older and younger brothers. He could only acknowledge the order with a compliance and went off to relay the commands.

"That means Ah Lian cares deeply about this king, doesn't she?" Seeing Cao Honglian's guilty conscience, Xiao Lang felt a surge of impatience in his heart.

"What on earth do you do for a living? Given your family background, you shouldn't be working in a place like that," I voiced the question lingering in my mind.

Yang Yang found himself speaking more and more fluently, even though he had no idea whether what he was saying was the truth.

"My phantoms, they are all still lingering within the King of Light's castle. I returned alone because I wanted to bring you all a surprise." The King of Dark stroked the solitary souls, a lingering trace of smug delight in his eyes.

Su Lingfeng gave a slight crook of her lips upon hearing this. This Yuyan was still somewhat sensible; since her opponent had conceded defeat, she could hardly continue to push him, could she?

Xu Yi nodded, patted Yan Sui's hand, and from beginning to end, the two of them had not gotten involved, solely to handle the aftermath. Now, it seemed they were inevitably dragged into it.

After roughly ten minutes or so, the view suddenly opened up, and a complex of buildings appeared before everyone's eyes.

Before Zhou Yanru set off to take up his post, Zhang Pu had given him two lists—one for employing officials, and one for executing them. This became a persistent heartache that he could never shake off. Fortunately, Zhang Pu's life was short; shortly after Zhou assumed office last year, Zhang breathed his last in his hometown.