Chapter 28: Returning to the Police Station

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“I never heard she had a husband. When did she get married? And she even sent him to prison? That’s just… incredibly impressive.”

Yu Xiangrui patiently waited until she had finished, then said coldly, “Auntie, I didn’t come after you yesterday to settle the score, and today you’ve come here on your own.”

“You took two hundred thousand from the man’s family and introduced me to a man who had served time in prison and had mental problems. Yesterday, he even got into my car without permission and threatened me with a knife…”

Sometimes, certain things happened so suddenly that she had no way of immediately understanding why they had happened.

Qin Yaying watched as Leng Muchen picked up the bouquet and held it out to her. She did not reach out to accept it, but her eyes grew wet.

At the same time, a deep worry lingered between Li Tianyu’s brows. In the past three years, his brow had never once relaxed. His face, too, had turned as pale as paper, utterly devoid of color.

“Director Lu, there’s something I think we should discuss.” Shu Yi called Lu Yilei.

Situ Jiannan and the Flying Jade Tiger, after the sword light and Buddhist power entered their bodies, had both advanced to the Ninth Realm of Returning to Truth, equivalent to two Profound Immortals.

Huaxi swirled the wine in her glass. Did they really think she was made of dough, to be kneaded and shaped however they pleased? Whoever was behind this today, and whatever their purpose, she intended to see the play through to the end.

“It’s at the edge. The display shows the scene ahead.” Nanfang spoke indifferently, sliding his hand across the screen twice. Sure enough, a deep-blue starry sky glittering with starlight appeared before them.

Bailing was bored as well. Looking up, she saw Big Yellow pacing back and forth outside the door with his tail held high. She remembered that she still had a flatbread in her pocket, and she did not know whether it was poisonous. Fine. Today, she would use Big Yellow for the experiment. Imagining Big Yellow eating the flatbread and bleeding from all seven orifices, Bailing felt inexplicably delighted.

As soon as Baozhu entered the room, she went to lie down on the heated bed. These past few days, she had been burdened with so many worries that her mind felt tangled all day long. At one moment, she would recall the warm scenes from the past in Third Aunt’s house; the next, she would worry about how Third Aunt would react in the future.

“Has the Third Emperor given you trouble again?” Huaxi had later heard a little about the enmity between the two. Bo Yexin had also told her that the Xun family was so powerful that even Bo Ye Ming had to take them seriously. And after suffering a great deal of harassment from Empress Xun in the palace herself, she could not help worrying about Bo Ye Jixing.

Xiong Peiyun also gathered a small group of surviving soldiers and followed Yakov’s formation closely as they fought bravely onward.

He Xing watched the two sisters leave and helplessly shook his head. He ordered his servants to leave the carriages and horses behind, then turned around with two attendants and headed back to West Lu City.

This parasite could indeed reproduce inside the body. But once its host died, the parasite would burst through the skin, and the moment it came into contact with sunlight, it would die. Ran Xue smiled and said that she had made it sound so serious mainly to frighten Zhongli Yuxuan. Perhaps it might even be enough to fool that simpleton.

“It has nothing to do with me! Truly, it has nothing to do with me!” Tu Cai shut his eyes and repeated the words over and over, then began chanting, “Amitabha.”

But this body had long since been confirmed beyond doubt to be that of Ji Fa, the Second Young Master. Since that was the case, what was there to fear?

Apart from the children’s cries, the only sound that could be heard in the open ground was the occasional crack of gunfire.

“No. It is the Great Chieftain who is afraid!” Yan Wanshan replied firmly, his eyes never leaving Zhang Jiaming.

Of course, this mission was not simple either. They had to eliminate as many outstanding disciples here as possible—those disciples who had earned the right to join the Wind Spirit Order. Once that task was completed, the other disciples here would no longer be worth much attention.

Yet when Ji Fa saw the soldiers in full battle gear, he forced himself to endure, again and again, and finally gave up. To ensure that the rescue operation afterward proceeded more smoothly, it was better not to act rashly now. They would have to make a careful plan.