Chapter 128: Discovering a New Deception

Tang Jun had visited Hejia Huan only a handful of times, yet Hao Meng was no stranger to him. Seeing Tang Jun mention Jiang Fan while Wang Wenyu ignored him, Hao Meng picked up the conversation: "He said he had business to attend to and went back to Dafeng."

Sensing the shop owner’s distaste and finding Wang Wenyu’s continued silence awkward, Tang Jun offered a polite excuse: "I just came from the factory and specifically asked the security guards. They said he hasn't returned today. Since he isn't here, I won't disturb you further."

Lately, due to the ongoing disputes with Lu Zai and Gou Biao, Wang Wenyu had been deeply concerned for Jiang Fan’s safety. Hearing that he hadn't returned to the factory, she grew uneasy and asked Hao Meng, "Mengmeng, did he happen to tell you earlier whether..."

"You can offer yourself to me if you like. I don't mind," Yun Mei nodded, as if speaking of a serious matter.

"Hmph, that’s more like it," the Nine-Spirit Primal Saint snorted, turning to cast a meaningful glance at Red Boy.

Bathed in bliss from soul to body, the elf leaned gently against Yan Fei’s chest, closing her eyes to listen to his steady, powerful heartbeat and inhale his scent, wishing to etch every detail deep into her memory.

As time passed, the human powerhouses, having engaged in countless skirmishes with the super-ancient spirits, finally grasped their combat styles and behavioral patterns. The "Ice Moon Plan" was now ready for execution.

"I’m leaving," the Black Qilin said no more. Glancing toward the direction of the Mohist mechanical city, he darted through the woods and vanished in a mere heartbeat.

Later, he did exactly that. He feigned indifference as he gave that garment to Qinghe. But that silly rabbit, Qinghe, ended up tearing the clothing to shreds. Though he showed no outward sign, his heart felt a bitter sting.

The night was deep, and even the full moon hung low against the eaves of the western roof, yet the living room of the Rose Garden remained brightly lit, filled with shadows of people moving about.

Seeing the two fighting for their lives, the Corpse-Abandoning Buddha refused to be outdone. Black mist surged from his palms, instantly shrouding the entire secret chamber in an aura of despair.

Just then, the door creaked open. A maid of about fourteen or fifteen entered with a bucket of water. Her hair was styled into two buns on either side of her head, giving her a charming, youthful appearance.

A cool breeze swept through, causing the surrounding trees to sway and their branches to clatter together with a rustling sound. Startled, several birds took flight from the boughs, fluttering a few times before settling in other trees.

Sighing, she realized she not only had to find Long Qingcheng but also had to ask Mo Lanjin whether he intended to see his own son at all.

However, in order to tempt Rand, Saphis lied about the other party's wealth, claiming they possessed over one hundred thousand gold Tals.

The common people of the State of Qin benefited from this and slowly recovered from their initial anxiety. Meng Di chose to retain the nobles who supported the new policies and did not make things overly difficult for Duke Dao of Qin.

How on earth, after just one sleep, had his reputation leveled up again? Did even beings from another plane know his name?

The large, rocky clearing surrounded by the forest was vast and monotonous. Aside from the colossal blue Water Spirit King, the smaller blue water spirits that split from its body scattered into the surrounding woods.

The realization sent a jolt through Rand’s heart. With no time to ponder the deeper implications of those words, he had no choice but to resort to his final contingency.

Talia rolled her eyes. While eating her breakfast, she handed over a glass of steaming milk.

Below the arena, the aged Astrological Chancellor was lecturing the young heroes of the Pena Kingdom.

Because anger clouds one’s judgment, and once reason is lost, one is prone to doing things that are sheer madness.

"Thank you, President Shen." She straightened up, cleverly slipping away from Shen Kefan’s firm grasp.

Ling Xiao had not gone far. Hearing those words, his legs gave way, and he nearly collapsed to the ground.

At first, I thought everything was everyone else's fault. Only later did I learn that he had dealt such a vicious blow to He Liancheng’s son.