Chapter 75: Sadly, There Is No Going Back

The lighting in the room was dimmed, and under the glow of candlelight, everything seemed especially intimate. Zhou Ci’s gaze lingered on her, drawn out with a deliberate ambiguity.

“It seems you truly miss the days of old. Unfortunately, there’s no going back.”

The roles had now reversed; she was under his control, and escape was nearly impossible.

Gu Shen Shen’s lips curved ever so slightly: ...

“Seven. I later bought a few more jars just like those, still from that consignment shop. Someday you can take a look for me and see if they’re from the same batch,” Hong Tao recounted once more the day he’d purchased the cricket jars.

Once he had these ten thousand people under his command, he would never again worry about lacking capable hands. The problem of finding trustworthy aides was solved for good.

“Master Xu…” Dai Xing Shun finally understood, wishing to persuade him to stay but finding himself at a loss for words. Over the past ten years, whenever his family faced difficulties, they relied on Xu’s assistance. He’d believed it was his own influence, only to realize it was the lingering favor of his father.

In fact, as Ye Tian knew, within the Blazing Fire Mercenary Corps, there were more than a dozen Universe Lords of the sixth tier. Just these alone could easily wipe out the six-star pirate group.

Ling Yifan felt his head throb with pain. If he were discovered, he would face unending pursuit and assassination. Then, truly, there would be nowhere to run, nowhere to hide.

“What exquisite immortal arts!” Cao Cao exclaimed, excitement in his eyes as he surveyed the surroundings, unable to contain his admiration.

However, as Kong Mochen pondered, he felt something was amiss. In Ling Yifan’s account, he’d never mentioned anything about turning white-haired; since the two had met again, why was Ling Yifan now alone?

Princess Chen, riding upon her rainbow-hued auspicious clouds, sheathed the rainbow sword, then gathered the severed white tiger tail, the three legs, and the half tiger paw adorned with the immortal-grade ring, storing them all in her ring of holding.

Leng Feixue paused, surprised by Ling Yifan’s sharp mind; her careless words had caused her to mistake him for Li Yuncong, assuming Ling Yifan was just as blunt.

Su Jinluo and Jin Ye thus took the direct path before the big boss, allowing President Yang to make preparations in advance for any potential exposure.

It was somewhat awkward, quite unlike his previous courtesy, and carried a hint of absurdity.

Mention the Crown Grandson, and many members of the royal family would grumble. Though some matters were proposed by Zhu Yunwen, the Martial County Prince, and approved by the emperor, everyone knew the truth behind them.

If Zhu Yunsheng did not compete, or if he proved incompetent, many would ignore this transparent figure. But if he chose to fight, then the distinction between legitimate and illegitimate heirs would be brought into sharp focus.

Today, Qin Ye could not help but feel excited at the prospect of learning all of Lin Jiuniang’s secrets here.

If the enemy were truly powerful, so be it; victory and defeat are common in warfare, and requesting reinforcements is only natural.

Su Xiao tried to keep her concentration, but just as she added the final herb, Jiang Ruyu’s phone suddenly rang.

Xiao Lin immediately felt a chill run through her. Cui Bin’s actions were utterly inhumane; though Lin Dong had allied himself with the Wyvern Black Market, his crimes weren’t worthy of death, and he still had a chance to change.

“What kind of experience! Damn you, Cui Bin, are you mocking me again?” Xiao Lin retorted, jumping up to hit him.

But for the sake of eighteen hundred, Hu Yingcai couldn’t afford a public confrontation, so he scowled and handed Ye Tian three thousand.

The cool night wind on the rooftop made Yan Shaojun instinctively hunch his shoulders. When Chen Yanzu handed him a suit jacket, he accepted and draped it over himself.

The middle-aged man before him, named Dominus, was among the potential successors identified by Augustus, and was in fact his most prized protégé. From him, Arcado could see many of Augustus’s qualities reflected, and as the original, he felt a certain fondness for Dominus.