Chapter 25

The spiritual energy within the two domains offered little to boost Ye Bai’s cultivation, but if he were supplied with a vast quantity of spirit jade, his cultivation speed would undoubtedly increase many times over.

As bodyguards for the Fu family, the second-ranked of the capital’s four great families, every one of them was a battle-hardened veteran with extensive experience. Upon hearing the order, their hearts sank into a shroud of gloom. They knew full well who they were facing; for their master to send them up there was essentially forcing them to be abused alongside him.

After that profound lesson, A-Fa always remembered to wipe his nose. Nobody knew when it happened, but eventually, he ran out of mucus to wipe, and thus, the nuisance of being called a "slug" vanished along with it.

"She really is something, not even saying a word to me about such a big matter." Qin Ran had no choice but to sit back down, lift the cup on the table to her lips for a sip, her expression one of indignation.

Moreover, the cave dwelling they had been living in reeked to high heaven. Yet, because the two were too weak to escape at the time, they had been fumigated in that stench for two full days. It was only today, having regained a shred of strength, that they had managed to crawl out. How could they not reek?

Chen Xinghai stepped out of the car and felt a sense of strangeness as the diners at the open-air food stall watched him with varying degrees of intent. As he entered the stall’s area, the diners, who had been chatting animatedly, fell silent in unison. Those clinking glasses continued to clink, those eating kept their focus on their food, and those cracking melon seeds kept cracking them.

The town was quite far away; a round trip would take at least an hour. He hadn't informed his son or his two guests, for Chen Lantian knew that if he mentioned going to town to buy groceries, he would certainly be stopped. Since the guests were county officials, merely slaughtering a chicken at home would seem far too shabby.

"Get up. Stop the weeping; I do not blame you," Li Ren said gently to the Prefect of Chaozhou.

"Good! Brother Li is truly a hero of our time; I, Guo, admire you deeply. I, Guo Yanlong, hereby swear: from this day forward, I shall willingly follow your lead, never harboring a second thought, unwavering for a hundred years, and together with Brother Feng, create a glorious future for Yuntian." Guo Yanlong spoke loudly, then picked up the wine bottle from the table and poured it into the vessel.

Wang Xueyan was stunned by the shrill, fierce shouting of the master and disciple. She stopped her bitter crying, and a moment later, as if struck by a sudden realization, she looked at her father. Seeing him standing there in a daze—his face alternating between a smile and a twitch, his eyes lacking focus, standing motionless in a state of utter desolation—her heart bled.

However, time was still tight. Dawn was approaching, and the workers would soon arrive to pick the vegetables for delivery to the Taolin Hotel.

Bo Yejue held Li Qiyu’s waist as he walked coldly down the long stairs, radiating an aura of unquestionable intimidation.

There were chairs inside, so Yu Fei sat down and stared at Dongfang Leng. After watching for a while, he realized that Dongfang Leng maintained her posture without feeling awkward or uncomfortable, as if she could keep up this standoff for an entire day.

Sun Jian roared desperately, trying to stabilize the chaotic situation, but it had little effect. In the end, he had no choice but to lead a contingent of troops toward the pass, hoping to cut the lock and drop the drawbridge.

Yu Fei never hid the fact that he was a wealthy tycoon, especially when it came to spending money. More than ninety percent of problems encountered by ordinary people could be solved with money, which was why he dared to make such bold promises.

Situ Yue looked at Mo Yu. Mo Yu looked back at her blankly, as if struck by lightning, completely at a loss.

Ruoxi was growing anxious. Too much time had passed. After the giant’s soul was annihilated by Yi Yunfei, the red crystals that had imprisoned the crowd turned to dust. The several sect leaders who had been in a coma fell from the stone pillars to the ground, but not a single one had awakened.

However, she had not confessed about going shopping and eating out with Jiang Yu later. Situ Yue and Jiang Yu were already enemies; saying anything more would simply be courting death.

"Holding her?" Old Madam Bo’s expression was grave. She knew her grandson well; for the past two years, he hadn't even been willing to touch Li Qiyu’s fingertips.

"You bitch!" Su Nanfeng swung a palm, and Jiang Yu screamed as she fell to the ground.

Lord Zheng, Lord Sun, and other top-tier nobles felt a wave of intense regret, wishing they could slap themselves twice. Why did they have to go against the Emperor? Now look what had happened: not only did their scheme fail, but they had also shot themselves in the foot.

His pupils constricting, Yan Zihui asked, "How is the Seventh Young Mistress?" His voice was tight, carrying a tremor that was difficult to detect.

"Even if you’re hanging yourself, you need to catch your breath! Being cooped up at home every day, I can't take it anymore!" Zeng Shaowei complained.

But given her age, she was neither here nor there, and there were simply no decent, easy jobs available for her. After jumping from one workplace to another, she simply gave up and wallowed in her rented room, waiting for the end.

"General, the application for satellite support has been submitted. But due to weather conditions, it may not be of much use," the intelligence officer reported to Michael.

"My Lord, the trend is irreversible. Saving our lives is what matters; let us retreat at once!" Liang Jiaqi, the regional commander of the Suppression and Pacification Office, pulled at Li Guoying’s horse, desperate to persuade him to withdraw.

Her father had actually kept the news of Xiao Linye’s disappearance and amnesia tightly under wraps. She was truly furious. Her father had never easily hidden anything from her before; as long as she asked, he would almost always tell her.

Ji Yuan had intended to retort, but just as he reached the entrance of the Luoyang Inn, he spotted Kong Ruo rushing back.

Speaking of this, Wu Danqing stomped his feet and trembled all over, whether from fear or anger, it was impossible to tell.

Following that, Li Yaoxian sought out an old brother from his past, but as soon as the man heard the purpose of the visit, he shook his head and refused, claiming he was too old and no longer wished to live a life of violence.