Chapter 38

Recalling his words—"Even if the whole world doubts you, I believe in you"—her heartbeat skipped a rhythm.

"I’m wondering why Grandfather suddenly fell so critically ill. Based on my past experience, it doesn't quite make sense," Sheng Ge said after a moment of hesitation.

He Yanqi cursed the fool Liu Ziwu inwardly more than once. Such a golden opportunity right before her eyes, and she still wouldn't seize it; she was truly an idiot.

A strange expression crossed Bai Liusu’s face. She had already said the Senior Brother was resting, so why was she still going up there?

Bai Zhi also recognized the Eleventh Prince. She had to admit, he looked truly heroic and extraordinary in his military attire; she hadn't recognized him just a moment ago.

Lin Xiaomo said in a low voice. Even after reuniting with Mu Xin, she had never once called her "Mom." The term, which she hadn't used since she was five, always felt too foreign to pass her lips.

Su Zhao’s few brief words confirmed that Su Han had indeed acted deliberately, and the relationship between Su Zhao and Su Han undoubtedly added credibility to the claim.

Shi Zhong tugged at Bai Zhi’s sleeve, casting a glance toward the thin, tall man. His eyes seemed to ask, "Madam, are you really sure you can handle this?"

A scoundrel like Xiao Hong—a prince who lost battles and was suspected of treason—would have been beheaded ten thousand times over in the previous dynasty. Yet in the Liang Kingdom, he sailed through smoothly and remained deeply trusted, mostly because the Emperor of Liang was unwilling to set a precedent for royals slaughtering one another. Every time such a precedent was set, it led to a bloodbath and was considered an omen of misfortune.

When the Prince of Yue looked up, he realized he had wandered to the place where Bai Zhi lived without even noticing, so he turned on his heel and left.

You Lanmu nodded in realization. Looking at the thirty or so others competing in the same assessment, a sense of competitiveness stirred within him. He had previously thought of himself as someone of note in the Outer Hall, but it seemed the Tianxuan Sect was vast and filled with talented individuals who practiced in quiet seclusion. Standing out among them would be no easy feat.

This time, the Jade-Faced Gentleman had hit a snag. He never imagined such a thing could happen. He was all too familiar with the aura of the senior, so how could it be a friend coming to help?

"First of all, this Liu Hong is lying. The guy has strong nerves; to think he could still try to frame others after facing such threats and intimidation. If it’s true, it’s just too damn disrespectful to us."

"But this time, there was an accident. I still remember the mercenary I saw in front of the bunker yesterday, covered in wounds. It seems they really suffered heavy losses this time."

"If you keep whining, I’m not sure what irrational things I might do," Chen Haomiao said.

Seeing Liu Qingxue in such a state, I finally realized something was wrong and looked back behind me. I don’t know when, but those thirty-two skeletons in yellow imperial soldier uniforms had appeared behind me, wielding broadswords.

Of that raw and pure period in her life, aside from her love for Gu Zhi, what she cherished most was her friendship with Fang Songqi.

"Don’t be in such a rush to fight. Tell me, did you take the item?" Mu Tian asked in a stern voice.

"Huh? Shouldn't the assistant have notified you via text?" Xue Mingkai asked in return. The decision had been made privately by the production team later on and hadn't been communicated to Lu Yao. Although there was a visual difference between a wig and real hair, he figured it could be fixed in post-production.

Liu Yi’s words caused the anger in their hearts to flare up again. How could they take such a threat lightly? But, should they act? They didn't dare to move rashly here.

"Anyway, anything found on the mountain has always belonged to whoever gets their hands on it first. At least, that was always the rule back on the North Island."

Yet, among the fighters in the Zhuge family, none who had reached the Elemental Realm had stepped forward, and they were still able to contend with him.

"Very tidy," Mother Lu said, her lips curling into a smile as she surveyed the room and saw everything neatly arranged.

As soon as the words left his mouth, three more clubs struck his face—left, right, and then one on the crown of his head. But this time, the man didn't flinch, seemingly unaffected by Li Zhe’s second assault.

This spirit-refining stone, known as the "Ice-Falling Sunset," had been bid up to the high price of five thousand spirit stones after several rounds of bidding.

Tang Rao walked in and, first thing, bowed to Rao Ling'er’s father before raising his head to meet his gaze.

One must know that in the medical arts, Shen Qiang had not only mastered the medicine passed down through the Saint of Medicine’s inheritance but also understood modern medicine—concepts the Saint of Medicine had never even imagined. Not only that, but what was Shen Qiang’s Dao Fruit?

She was clutching his right arm tightly, steering the wheel to one side. The car had already been traveling at over seventy miles per hour, and with her interference, it immediately veered off the road and crashed straight into a large tree.

He was like a monk from Zhangzhou—utterly confused—while Zhang Kexin, standing not far from Tang Rao, had eyes that flickered, as if she wanted to speak but dared not.

"Fine! But please, take good care of Ye'er for me! Can you do that?" Ye Tian looked at the Phoenix and asked.

As for Section Chief Liu, he had recovered from Daji’s powerful intimidation and was now standing beside the members of the mysterious team that had arrived with him.

Seeing that both the Vice Mayor in charge of medical affairs and the Director of the Health Bureau were present, their faces as grim as a brewing storm, a very ominous premonition rose in his heart.

This man, named Lin Qiubai, was the young master of this restaurant. He usually traveled abroad and rarely returned home.

Chen Yuxi took a deep look at Ye Ming, said nothing more, turned, and ran into the distance, disappearing into the night sky shortly after.

"What are you still standing there for?" At that moment, Le Lanfei’s voice, laced with irritation, rang in his ears.

The man also told him that only cultivators at the Foundation Establishment or Bone Refining stages or above could board the inter-stellar teleportation array; otherwise, they would not be able to withstand the tearing force of long-distance space folding. It was another eye-opening lesson for him.

"Brother Zhantian, that place is truly dangerous. Even an entry-level War Emperor wouldn't dare step foot there easily," Wan Ziqianhong said anxiously.

Ye Chen’s rage at this moment was beyond description. He had never intentionally provoked anyone, yet trouble never ceased to find him. He truly wondered what was wrong with these people’s brains—did they really think he was that easy to bully?