Chapter 99: Internal Strife

So these were all corpses. Now, as her flashlight swept around, she realized the place she was in must be a hospital ward. Yet it was unlike any ward she could remember. Several bodies hung from the ceiling, so decomposed that it was impossible to tell they had ever been human; clearly, they had been here for years. The sight was shocking, but fortunately, Guli had been a police officer for ten years—what case had she not seen before?

She steadied herself.

I know what her health is like. Outwardly, she is quick and capable, but I know when she secretly coughs and takes her medicine. I simply cannot speak of it. This old lady has been strong her whole life—she just doesn’t want anyone to worry about her.

For the Xu family to act like this is to take the emperor for a fool. If handled properly, the Xu family will gain nothing from this.

Mo Ming nodded, picked up a bullet, and walked to the corner to retrieve a large-caliber rifle.

Qian Fancheng casually tossed aside the plaque, shattered beyond repair, then sat on the table and took a long drink from the wine jug. In that moment, the grace and charm of youth were fully revealed. If any of the noble ladies of Yingchuan, who most despised the wild and untamed, were to see him, their hearts would surely be moved.

If a child tried to trip me on the street, I would just brush the dust off and stand up. If my pants were torn and Grandma asked what happened when I got home, I could never give a straight answer.

Though there were many flights between the two cities, what if Tang Xin was on that one? What then?

It was like an infectious disease—Qin Yongmei, Cui Chunzeng, Yu and the others all yawned at once, as if by some unspoken agreement.

Xia Qingyun, worried about Xia Nanxing’s health, barely slept all night. As soon as the villa’s doorbell rang the next morning, she hurried to answer it.

A chill ran through Prince Loyalty’s heart, and a cold glint deepened in his eyes. When he’d asked for the truth, everyone already understood—he was simply trying to trick Gu Shian and the others.

Still, all pleasant conversations come to an end. When the neon lights flickered on in the distance, James left Betty’s house and returned to his room. Sinking into his old, worn sofa, he picked up Ron.

Timid at first, his demeanor changed completely upon learning the person before him was his grand-master. Overjoyed, he prostrated himself. “Grand-master above, disciple Jin Shui bows to you!” His reverence was absolute.

Coach Kruger glanced into the locker room and left; the players’ spirits had been dragged down by the negative energy surrounding Liu Mang.

So, having more people doesn’t always mean more courage. At this moment, Liu Hao had no intention of leading an attack. Those who only knew how to run couldn’t be organized. He was sure someone was observing from the shadows, and besides, that monster was no easy foe—the right plan and method were essential.

A spectacular scene unfolded in Baiyu Square. Everyone who had come for the auction, whether Western abilities-users or Eastern cultivators, sat cross-legged, absorbing the abundant spiritual energy in the air.

She had clearly noticed, yet chose to ignore it. This was strange—no matter how clever I was, I couldn’t figure it out.

This morning she had an episode, tearing her clothes. That’s why I brought two wild rabbits to trade for a new outfit. But when I arrived, I saw him spreading rumors everywhere, claiming the imperial army had been wiped out by ghost soldiers.

This allowed Qin Zhan to move as if in a realm devoid of beasts. The remaining beast tribe warriors, unless they had reached the highest level, were effectively powerless.

“Never mind how I know. Just tell me—how long did it take for your Serpent Spear to undergo its first transformation?” Haotian grinned, pressing the question. “Ah, it’s embarrassing to say—I spent a full thirty years.” The burly man lowered his head in shame.

There was no change to the Jazz’s lineup today. Even with his poor performance in the opening game, Josh Howard remained in the starting five. The Jazz hoped for improvement, at least to tighten their defense on Parker. Al Jefferson insisted they had to foul him hard once or twice—otherwise, he’d be unstoppable in the paint.

These five Sky Thieves were masters of the craft, but their cultivation in the Profound Tower was only at the sixth layer, fifth rank. Nor were they young; men like them would find it hard to make a name in cultivation from here on.

The general referred to Huai You, whose subordinates shielded his escape at the cost of their own lives. Even when faced with overwhelming odds, even with their last dying breaths, even if all they could buy was a single second—they never gave up.

“It seems my cultivation still isn’t enough...” Han Feng lowered his head. If it were his master, such a mistake would never have been made.

Hearing this, Jiang Ling felt no embarrassment. The Qi family was a powerful clan in the northwest. With this guest token from the Qi family, any future task in the region would be much easier—Qi Zhixia’s sincerity was beyond doubt.

The black-clad men from Hillria sensed the group’s presence. As they fled from the pursuers, Lulu, hidden in Feiya’s clothes, suddenly cried out in alarm, gasping for breath.

Just as the insect man’s scythe swung down, a streak of violet-red light pierced its body and it plummeted. Qi Rui was saved. He stared, shaken, at his rescuer, who was now smiling at him triumphantly.

“Do it!” Chen Fangmu made the first move, seizing a policeman by the throat. Instantly, his brothers acted as well. Though they’d been idle for ten years, they were still hardened criminals—every strike was aimed to kill.

Lu Shuangyang tried to break free, but the iron chains were of a special make. With his current cultivation, brute force was useless.

Bi Shuyin bowed repeatedly. “Senior Sister, don’t be angry. It’s my fault, all my fault. I ruined your appearance.”

“I’ll confess, I’ll confess! I’m from the Sakura Society!” Huang Mao was truly terrified, his eyes full of fear, his voice trembling uncontrollably.

Li Tianyi sat in his office the entire time, handling official business and watching the interrogation room’s proceedings.

Even so, Gao Jun dared not slacken. He tore open the stockings clumsily—too forcefully, making the hole too large, turning it into a massive slit.

The video captured everything clearly; after ten o’clock, everyone was out at various venues—cinemas, theaters, casinos, bars, and more. A cruise is for leisure, after all—no one would miss out on the night’s pleasures.