Volume 1, Chapter 52: Recuperating at Lingjiang Manor

Twenty minutes later, the helicopter touched down smoothly at Lingjiang Manor.

Located just twenty kilometers from downtown Haicheng, the place boasted picturesque mountains, clear waters, and expansive views.

It was also extremely convenient for Fu Beichen to commute back to the company to handle corporate affairs.

He had purchased this mountain years ago, originally planning to develop it into a top-tier resort.

Later, when his grandfather's health began to decline, he had this manor built nestled against the mountains and facing the water.

It featured meticulously tended exotic gardens, an organic fruit and vegetable garden, and even a horse ranch, exuding tranquility and luxury suitable for recuperation.

Regrettably, the elderly man was attached to the old ways and could not get used to living here, preferring to stay put in the old family residence.

Consequently, this sprawling manor had remained vacant ever since.

The cabin door clicked open.

Fu Beichen...

Twenty minutes later, the helicopter touched down smoothly at Lingjiang Manor.

Located just twenty kilometers from downtown Haicheng, the place boasted picturesque mountains, clear waters, and expansive views.

It was also extremely convenient for Fu Beichen to commute back to the company to handle corporate affairs.

Having returned home, Zhang Jiaze let out a sigh of relief, followed immediately by a bitter smile. In the past, he was always the one who looked down on people wearing pajamas outside, but today the tables had turned on him! Recalling the gazes fixed on him by everyone along the way, Zhang Jiaze could not help but shudder.

Disregarding her struggles and ignoring the giant panda lunging fiercely toward the doorway, he leaped out of the window and landed straight upon the wing of the Dark Bird.

She raised her head, looking at Yin Shixiu, who stood with his hands tucked into his trouser pockets, leaning lazily and at ease against the doorway of the inner conference room.

As it turned out, historical records indeed documented that Genghis Khan had passed away at the age of sixty-six. Logically speaking, when he was sixty-two, his health was already deteriorating day by day. Knowing that his time was running short, the first thing a monarch naturally had to consider was the succession to the throne. That was precisely what Genghis Khan had done at the time.

Fortunately, Hunxi had just awakened, and everything was still devoid of any clear order. This ultimately allowed them to escape the tomb. Yet, just as they stepped out of the tomb, Li Dong's second grandfather succumbed directly to his severe injuries on the spot.

Upon hearing this, Lixia and her father were utterly stunned. Before they could even muster a half-hearted refusal, they were blasted straight out of the Immortal Paulownia Forest.

Jiwei followed closely behind. After riding for three miles, he reined in his warhorse slightly, having caught sight of a bizarre spectacle.

Having left Beijing to reside long-term in London for a full three and a half years, the days had flown by in a flash. Looking back now, both Shuangshuang and Huanghuang had shot up in height.

Although everyone was currently trapped within this spatial realm, it still felt considerably safer compared to being on the outside. At this point, Elder Kong finally laid aside his earlier anxieties. Prompted by Captain Song's inquiry, he no longer concealed anything and recounted the truth in full detail.

"Today we only discuss the present, not the past." This was the pact Zhang Jiaze made with himself before taking his seat.

The sorghum rice had been purchased during a trip to Wang Village. Early that morning, Yang Qingyuan and Jiang Yankai went to Wang Village to meet the village head, naturally not forgetting Old Man Zhang.

Hearing this, with a sharp "crack," Zhuisui slammed her palm down onto the table, startling an unprepared Muying.

Every single one of those sounds felt like a sharp thorn piercing deeply into his heart, dripping with blood and causing agony worse than death.

Beichen also wanted to lie back in his seat and sleep for a while to get some rest. Yet, his heart simply refused to settle down.

Cui Zhenyu seemed to have come down with postpartum depression—or at least that was what it would be called today; in any case, she was simply in a terrible mood.

Jiang Ran twitched the corners of his mouth. To seek shelter only to stumble into a den of robbers—he truly had no idea what kind of bad luck these people had run into.

Jiang Yankai could say no more and instead asked about other matters concerning the Zhang family. The young man knew very little, and the old man's answers were evasive and ambiguous.

"Three days from now." With the dishes already served, Liang Xi picked up his chopsticks, placed five or six shrimp into his bowl, and then pulled out two napkins to rest in the palm of his hand.

The others dared not speak another word. Those few who had originally intended to go and support Zhao Yue subconsciously took a few steps back upon witnessing Gu Jiuyao's ferocity, terrified of being implicated by Zhao Yue.

She had already known back in the rear garden. After all, such a matter was profoundly sorrowful for her as well; with no other choice and no one in the world to care for her, she could only rely on herself.

However, they came to a halt at the valley entrance. This time, only those holding invitations could enter the Luoshen Sect. There was a grand array set up within the Luoshen Valley; barging in without an invitation would make it difficult even for a Unity Realm cultivator to escape.