Volume One, Chapter 41: The Third Miss Lin Has Gone Mad

Since the Emperor had already given the command, Lin Wenyuan, despite being terrified, had no choice but to let go of Lin Qingyun and allow her to continue.

Casting a very haughty glance at her father, Lin Qingyun said, "As for a mere Lin Qingwu, Father may fear her, but I certainly do not."

"You...!" Furious and panicked as he looked at her, Lin Wenyuan was instantly seized by a sinister premonition.

Sure enough, the very next second, Lin Qingyun dropped a bombshell: "Your Majesty, this subject's daughter wishes to report Lin Qingwu for deceiving the Emperor and harming an imperial consort!"

"What nonsense are you spewing!" Lin Wenyuan rebuked with a shocked expression.

Lin Qianyuan, who had been watching from the sidelines, immediately stepped forward, knelt to salute the Emperor and Empress, and said, "Yun'er, I know..."

Yang Zexi was dispatched to Zhuhai, the most chaotic city by the sea. Upon his arrival, he immediately stumbled upon a comical scene: Yang Zexi, a high-ranking official of the Seven Paths personally handpicked by Hanyang, was actually being robbed. The primary reason was that Yang Zexi had strict orders not to intervene unless his own life was threatened.

Striking with decisiveness and resolve, Blake’s cold face radiated murderous intent, while Cassius sprang forward in two or three strides to lock onto Diting from a distance.

The inexplicable sense of familiarity with this child, Shui Xin'er's exquisite swordsmanship, the child's bizarre affliction, and the profound cultivation of Shui Xin'er's master—this chain of questions left Shangguan Fei unable to resist digging to the bottom of it.

Hearing Shangguan Fei put it that way, Gu Mozhu looked at him with great surprise. "Young master, how can you be so certain that you can definitely help me?"

"Ghouls... haunting specters..." With my eyes closed, I only heard Chimei spit these words out from between his teeth.

Although those guards had lost their competence earlier when battered by Dayang, they showed no mercy whatsoever to the martial-arts-ignorant Gong Ren. Surrounding him all at once, they gave him a severe beating, and the snake-vendor, meeting with sheer misfortune, was dragged into it as well.

"Alright, that's settled. Shiyang, from now on, whatever Brother Kun tells you to do, you do it..." Zhuo Nan turned his head and said to Shiyang.

"Sect Master..." A ninja approached Mibang Cang respectfully and said, "Everyone outside has been dealt with." Just as those words fell, Mibang Cang's figure vanished into thin air, and a moment later, he emerged from a room carrying two corpses.

With that, Li Feng slowed his pace, and the people beside him rushed forward one after another. Though confident that such a large crowd could teach Chen Fei a lesson, Li Feng was not foolish enough to charge to the front, having witnessed Chen Fei's monstrous strength last time.

"Jihan, what are you doing!" Xue Lang could not help but feel a surge of anger. Playing the knight in shining armor was supposed to be his role, but he had been too absorbed in watching just now, allowing Jihan to seize the initiative.

Huchan felt an incomparable shock, sensing that the Ye family's methods for tracking enemies were extremely sophisticated, while simultaneously marveling at the bizarre and wondrous aspects of the martial arts world.

That man Ye Zhenxiong kept pursuing him relentlessly from behind, launching continuous attacks against Huchan with an endless array of martial arts techniques, and even hurling various objects from along the way infused with martial power, delivering immense force and terrifying lethality.

Ji Feiye had imagined this scene countless times, pondering what it would be like once it became reality, yet reality showed her just how thoroughly ravaged the places of her imagination had now become.

In the past, Meng Chudong had always felt this path was endlessly long; though not tiring, it meant growing increasingly distant from Ji Feiye. Now, however, he felt the road was inexplicably short. Chatting as they walked, the two of them traversed it in the blink of an eye.

Upon arrival, he saw a gate-guard disciple leap out and viciously bark at Jian Rujiao, ordering him to leave immediately.

Although Nanshen would not grieve for Feng Shu, apart from shock and bewilderment, she did indeed feel a trace of sentimental sorrow.

Their scheming against one another was their own affair, but weren't refugees left homeless a matter of grave importance? Did it not need to be resolved?

Jing Qingwan had never considered that angle. In any case, this man's face was perpetually expressionless, his eyes as dark as ink and bottomless; anger and calm looked completely identical on him.

At that time, Shi Lei had just received the news of Liu Heng's death and dared not tell his father. Instead, he deceived him by claiming Liu Heng had returned to the neighboring town harboring intense resentment toward their family, warning his father not to go over there lest he fall victim to Liu Heng's malicious plots.