Chapter 90: She Rarely Took the Initiative Like This

Zhou Ci kissed her sensitive earlobe. “Tonight, the guesthouse? Or the car?”

Gu Shenshen warmed her chilled hands against the man’s cool face. “Are you really not angry anymore?”

Even though Zhou Ci had admitted defeat to her face, she still did not feel that he was truly no longer angry.

From what she knew of him, this matter...

Hu Qiang was quite surprised. This foolish, vacant fellow had actually learned to set conditions. He smiled faintly; among friends, helping one another was only natural.

Hu Qiang raised a hand as if to strike, and the man seemed to sense that all hope of survival was gone, so he hurriedly begged for mercy.

Hu Qiang glanced at Wang Shouyi. It was not that he looked down on him; rather, this was not something a mere errand-runner at the municipal office could manage. If they were going to some village or township and took him along, they might be able to scam a decent meal or two, but the city yamen was far too vast, and there was no room for him to show his skill.

The two swordsmen stood frozen. The difference between a fourth-rank divine office and a sacred seat was simply beyond words. In ordinary times, even third-rank divine officials treated them with the utmost respect. Though everyone knew Yun Na was astonishingly bold, seeing it with their own eyes was still somewhat unbelievable.

Wang Yu suddenly felt the gazes of so many people upon him, and he could not help feeling a little guilty. To anyone looking on, he was a grown man of twenty-three or twenty-four, and yet he was still sneaking around on student dates and girl dates. Wasn’t that ruining his good image in the hearts of the citizens? Heaven forbid a familiar face should see him.

Xue Yuehen would not allow the other side to make the most accurate judgment. From this moment on, he was going to begin steering the course of the battle.

They had chosen to advance on two fronts: on one hand secretly expanding their strength, and on the other hand adjusting their original conspiracy. In their eyes, no matter how Cao Sen tossed and turned, they still possessed one advantage: Cao Sen was in the open, while they remained in the shadows.

Yet his face and Mysterious Red’s were both dark with gathering storm clouds. The smile that had just begun to bloom on their faces was abruptly halted, then slowly faded away.

And at the end of utter stillness, it seemed that everything had stopped: no time, no space, no direction. It was as though all things had returned to the primal beginning.

Just one sentence was enough to make Li Pingfan spray out the tea water in his mouth. He stared in astonishment at the burly man before him, utterly unable to imagine how he could say such words, then looked at his younger brother. The chill in his heart deepened all the more, and he hastily rose to his feet and left.

Lord Luo had also seen that smile from the beauty. It was truly a smile that overturned all beings. Lord Luo was not one of Cheng Qiyun’s intended victims, and yet even he was left wide-eyed and tongue-tied by that wanton, seductive smile, taking a long while to recover.

Willow Bud had already prepared a stack of clothes and brought them out. Shen Rui glanced toward the bedroom; inside, it was utterly still, with not the slightest sound.

It was obvious that after the certain fox had competed with Wanwan in a friendly “snatching food” exchange match, his attitude toward her had become much more intimate. Hearing him say this, Wanwan was slightly taken aback, a thoughtful look appearing in her eyes.

Shi Qingxuan had also seen what Kou Zhong and the others were thinking, and could not help nodding. Sure enough, these troublesome friends were the ones who understood that fool best.

“Reverse meaning?” The certain fox was silent for a moment before asking, “Is there even such a saying? Wan’er, you must have misunderstood. I really did look after you before. And your master would never lie. Think about it carefully—it was the time I beat up that middle-aged uncle who was Bequeathed at the Edge.”

The certain fox put on a look as if he were offering a hint.

Then, in midair, the Heavenly Dragon Sword left behind a blurred trail of sword shadow, fiercely crashing into the long sword thrust out by Duan Yi.

Xu Ziling was so stunned by this that he stood there wide-eyed and speechless, the gap in his heart laid bare without concealment. How could Zhu Yuyan possibly let go of such a golden opportunity? With the full power of the Heavenly Demon Art unleashed, she seized the opening to invade Xu Ziling’s mind, hoping to make him collapse without a fight.