Volume One, Chapter 39: Li Zhinan, Don’t Humiliate Me Like This

The dancing little flame dispelled the gloom, only to plunge suddenly into deeper darkness.

The eunuch beside them hurriedly opened the doors of the main hall and summoned Princess Yin inside.

Yet what was truly shocking was that, from the moment they entered this village, an eerie feeling had permeated everything.

“In any case, let’s go over there first. Someone has already begun trying to break through the barrier. If anything else happens, who knows how chaotic things will become,” Jiang Yifan said.

“As expected of Cloud Concealment’s foremost prodigy. This old man admits defeat,” the wizard said, wearing the same sinister smile.

Liu Ou, meanwhile, was already somewhat dazed. It seemed he could not drink any more. Fortunately, the recording studio was not far away, so Lin Dong was not worried about Liu Ou’s safety on the way home.

Yet every time he looked down at the ground during flight, something seemed strange, as though the earth were slightly curved.

As a former royal tribe, the Tuoba Tribe should have been stronger than the others. As for the several other tribes and the Wanyan Tribe, he had heard a little about them; surely the Embroidered Guards had investigated them thoroughly with ease.

Upon hearing Lu Jiuyuan’s words, several people present grew puzzled, Shadow Ten among them. He had not known that the Northern Commandery possessed a large army.

Bai Chu glanced at the man named Sun Suwei and could not help feeling nauseated. Who knew how many days it had been since the man last washed his hair? His greasy bangs clung to his forehead, while bits of dandruff had fallen onto his black sweater.

Madam had listed so many of the man’s misdeeds in a single breath. He truly was as vile as his appearance suggested—not a good man at all, but a thoroughly rotten great villain.

Mo Chen opened his mouth, intending to continue, but when he saw the displeasure on Huo Yao’s face, he silently swallowed the rest of his words. Only after Huo Yao waved him away did he withdraw respectfully.

Although Zhou De was a point guard, he stood two meters and three centimeters tall—five centimeters taller, in fact, than the basketball god Qiao Feng.

“All right, it’s getting late. You two should hurry off to bed. I’m a little tired myself,” She Wei said.

At that moment, Yuna could only stare at Tang Musheng in stunned terror, apparently afraid to say another word.

“I should be the one thanking you, Old Zhu. I can’t afford to rent such a luxurious recording studio right now, much less hire musicians and recording engineers of this caliber.” Zhang Ruofeng expressed his heartfelt gratitude to them.

“Just saying it casually? I wasn’t saying it casually at all! I’ll do exactly what I said today. Just wait and see!” She Wei declared, then carried Zhou Haoyu straight into the bedroom.

Ye Yaotiao was weeping as though the sky itself had collapsed when she suddenly felt drops of water falling onto her head. Looking up, she realized that it had begun to rain at some point.

“Do you want me to regain my sense of smell because you can no longer do the things you love?”

After all, the Gu family had already realized how serious the consequences would be, and had long since begun working through Uncle Li. Surely, then, the Gu family had grown wary as well.

Ye Yaotiao still said nothing. The person was dead; no matter what reason she had for killing him, the result was the same. That was why Ye Yaotiao did not want to speak.

Merchant vessels came and went endlessly along the Qinhuai River. The number of docks along its ten-mile stretch had also increased. The place had already developed into a bustling and prosperous riverside commercial port.

At this thought, Gu Lei focused his attention on scanning the young male university students inside the factory, each possessing both good looks and talent.

The two walked side by side, yet every step brought her unbearable torment. She had no choice but to force herself to keep smiling. After taking only one or two steps, she could endure no longer. She grasped the doorframe and stopped, her lovely face burning red.