Chapter 43: Loved You Since Eighteen

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“Director Yang, I’d like to find a quiet room where Comrade Lu can conduct her interview. Would that be convenient?”

Lu Yihuan’s manner was highly professional—so professional, in fact, that it seemed strange. Weren’t the two of them mother and daughter?

Besides, Yang Liu had called Lu Yihuan by name the moment she saw her, making it clear that this was not a situation in which they needed to avoid suspicion for the sake of appearances.

Lu Youyou studied the two of them. The younger woman’s gaze was resolute, while the older woman’s eyes held a trace of hesitation.

Although she did not like joining in the excitement, whenever excitement arose, she always—

“Wait!”

After being dragged along for several steps, Bai Luo still felt that something was amiss. What if Qiansan took her straight off to hunt mutated beasts without giving her a chance to refuse? Her spatial abilities could easily be exposed. In the end, after weighing the advantages and disadvantages, Bai Luo decided to remain on Yunyang Star.

Ren Kui, however, paid no attention to any of that. After throwing the ball in from the backcourt, he prepared to sprint toward the frontcourt. He failed to notice that, the moment he ran forward, the point guard who had been slowly dribbling up the court was blocked by Zhang Fei, who suddenly stepped into his path.

“Good. At last, I’ve found an opponent!”

Huo Jian gave a cold smile, excitement shining in his eyes.

Huang Zhong was already like that, let alone Xu Shu, who had always demanded that she maintain a dignified bearing in public. If it had been before, she would certainly have been hurt by all the ways her teacher kept distancing himself from her. But now, keeping her distance was the best way to ease the awkwardness.

Not long after setting out, Leolia and her companions encountered Sain on his way back. They learned that the wyvern had escaped and vanished without a trace. Fortunately, aside from that, everything else had proceeded smoothly.

Nolan ran over to examine one of the flowers and immediately found it vaguely familiar. After a moment of recollection, she remembered. The flower looked exactly like the guiding cherry blossoms she had seen in that black, white, and gray world within the Maze of the Illusory Forest, before she entered the Forest of the Dead.

Someone emerged from the doorway. He appeared to be eighteen or nineteen years old, with delicate features and a long sword strapped to his back. The sight of him brought considerable relief to Chen Feifan and Xu Tian’s group. This person was none other than Lü Jie of the Unrestrained Sect. With someone like him present, Chen Feifan and the others felt that their rescue mission would be twice as effective with half the effort.

The point guard was somewhat startled, but his ball-handling skills were on an entirely different level from Ren Kui’s. He stood only five feet seven, which was normally a disadvantage on defense. Yet on offense, when facing an opponent ten centimeters taller than himself, that very difference became an advantage.

Li Jun moved his left arm. Apart from some pain, it was unharmed. Though it was bleeding, the blow had only torn through his clothes and a little flesh; it had not damaged his muscles or bones.

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“That’s good. Come on!”

As he spoke, Chen Feifan drew his sword from its sheath.

Liu Feng’s parents heard Qin Meiniang calling out, and they too turned their heads toward the doorway.

“Come on. Don’t say such things again in the future. Princess Xiaoyang associates with me for no reason connected to the Marquis of Yiyang’s residence. She does so simply because I am Yan Jiao.”

Yan Jiao spoke in a deep voice. She knew that Huan’e was loyal; it was just that sometimes Huan’e thought of things too simply. She believed her own ideas were perfectly sound, when in reality they were the most foolish notions of all—and she did not even realize it.

A young foreign man with golden hair and rugged features sat with his eyes closed aboard a luxurious private jet. Suddenly, there came a soft knock at the door.

Old Wang’s reasoning was simple as well. That enormous tree should have been the most conspicuous landmark around Tadpole Lake. If the Nazis had hidden their treasure beneath it, they could provide their descendants with an obvious guide, making it easy for them to locate the hoard. After all, the Nazi plan to hide the treasure had been intended to facilitate their resurgence, and time was of the essence.

Unfortunately, he had never had the chance to put those martial arts skills to use back then. Even after he returned, opportunities to display them were rare. It was only much, much later that he learned the set of techniques he had studied had an extremely impressive name: Six Harmonies Xingyi Fist.

Afterward, he went to the Sacred Palace and returned the Sacred Heaven Stone to its original place. Then he departed without looking back, leaving the elders in the great hall to ponder the words he had left behind.

At those words, Leng Yue’s heart jolted. She then glared fiercely at Meng Yuchen. What kind of ideas was he putting into the child’s head? It was far too cruel. Yet at the same time, she felt even more self-reproach. If she had not been so useless, how could Siyue have suffered all this?

“None of Jiang Xu’s students are anything less than outstanding. But among his disciples, I have seen very few who achieved such glory at so young an age.”

Fang Weinan shook his head in disagreement.

Hong Jun was suffering terribly. Amid the torment of the black flames, Lu Xu’s seal had completely run out of control. Countless anguished accusations seemed ready to burst through his chest, while the nightmares he had absorbed in Dunhuang long ago surged forth one after another, raging wildly.

“What, you want to know? Then kneel down and beg me. If I’m in a good mood, perhaps I’ll tell you!”

Fan Yang spoke with arrogant abandon.

Looking at the horrifying wound that had nearly severed half of Xu Jinsong’s body, Xu Nuo was at a loss for words.

Chen Nan and Zhao Enjing chatted for a while. Zhao Enjing said that she very much wanted to meet him, and Chen Nan naturally felt the same.

When it was time to step forward and explain, he remained silent; when Wei Wanyun needed his protection, he hid in the residence and drowned his sorrows in wine.

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What made people most jealous was that he had actually been able to wage a spectacular currency war against the Seven Great Families.

“Searching for opportunities.”

Qin Xuan’s reply was brief and direct. The most important reason he had come here was to seek opportunities and increase his strength.

Chen Nan reckoned that these items must be triggered by some mechanism. Once the conditions were met, they would naturally be delivered.

As a descendant of the Lu family, a renowned martial household, Lu Junyu had also learned the powerful sword techniques passed down through his family.

Empress Changsun was nearly in tears. That useless Li Er had been beaten so badly, yet he was still bragging about avenging her.

He would not blindly accept hearsay. It would be safer to verify the matter with Qin Chuan. After all, surviving was no easy feat.

When he looked over again, he saw that Lin Xi was still standing there in a daze. Long Batian might die at any moment, and Taishu Wu’s mind was in such turmoil that he actually forgot to continue attacking Lin Xi.

“Boss, what are you talking about?”

Han Shuo tossed the camera into his bag. At that moment, he had no desire whatsoever to touch his beloved camera.

That was Victor’s first thought. But it did not matter much. Lü Liang was the only Asian in the mercenary group, and not only Victor but the others had long since found him irritating. Now that he was dead, so be it—it was easier for everyone. Still, whoever had dared to challenge the two of them to a one-on-one fight would certainly be taken away as well.

Heh.

At the instant darkness descended upon the myriad worlds, King Zhou was also struck by astonishment. A vast force surged toward him like a landslide or a storm-tossed sea, resembling a heaven-shaking tsunami that swept toward him and threatened to swallow him whole.

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