Chapter 25

Liu Shiying saw Chu Yang speak like this and felt it was inappropriate to probe further. Clearly, Chu Yang did not wish to say much; perhaps knowing too much at this point would only be detrimental to her. Yet, Ling Jin was plagued by a sense of unease, so he felt compelled to hurry and find them as soon as possible to reunite.

Seeing this, Zhang Yang’s heart trembled, his internal energy instantly surging. He did not attempt to evade, for he knew that escape would be futile. The room was neither large nor small, and if the elder meant to act, even dodging would yield no effect.

Liu Shiying, faced with Chu Yang’s demeanor, had no recourse for the moment. She tried probing, nearly angering herself to death, and decided to surrender for now. This too was a kind of avoidance—a severing of ties with everyone and everything from the past.

Behind Fang Tianqing, the martial generals regained their composure. Each looked fierce and menacing, brandishing blades and spears, ready to use their numbers to kill Chu Xiao.

Qi Fengting glanced toward Shangguan Zuozhi and the others, understood, and smiled as he climbed into the carriage.

She withdrew her gaze, said nothing, and turned to leave. As she walked away, Xi Yunjing naturally followed. Out of the corner of her eye, she noticed Xi Yunjing about to throw the pillow he held; just as she reached out to snatch it, Xi Yunjing took it back again.

When she saw the bruises and bandaged wound on her fair waist, Long’er was so shocked she couldn’t speak, instinctively covering her mouth as her eyes reddened.

In the island nation, even some official factions were backed by powerful families, which explained the confidence with which they addressed Zhang Yang.

Su, glancing aside, began to appreciate Shangguan Nian’s father, Xue. The corners of his lips curled upward in a mischievous smile.

“Why are you here instead of staying in the training camp?” Mu Tong said, frowning in confusion at the two before him.

Shi Chu, a pale, indistinct figure whose true face was obscured, gasped for breath, hoping to recover energy during this brief respite.

Zhong Xingyue moved her fingers. Though she had lost her left arm, to her surprise, not only was there no pain, but she felt remarkably comfortable.

The sound of rain was like a powerful drumbeat. Raindrops drummed loudly on the eaves, pattered on the leaves, and splashed into blossoms on the ground.

Liang Qian covered her mouth in astonishment, her gaze toward Lin Zhou filled with incredulous awe.

His heart overwhelmed by an indescribable fullness, the vampire held his sole companion, his brows and eyes gentle.

But since he had come knocking, was it familiarity with Shuli? Yet hearing Shuli speak, he didn’t seem close to this man at all.

The Shadow Demon King who had previously possessed Bai Boxi’s body was always a parasite within humans—especially in the White Phantom Hall, where strong ones abounded. Before the unfathomable Bai Ling Emperor, the Shadow Demon King naturally concealed his aura and failed to notice the intense killing aura emanating from Mo Fengye.

Was he supposed to let his parents and grandparents believe he was killed for provoking Xier’s younger sister, then seek revenge against her?

This blade could strike Li Changkong in just half a second—its angle cunning, its force uncanny, truly dazzling to the eye.

From that low neckline, Qin Tian could clearly see the deep cleavage and those soft mounds like dough.

Wu Xuanming suspected Wang Qingfeng was seriously ill, though it might also be the result of a hidden injury from an enemy organization. In any case, it was normal for the old man to have mishaps.

In recent years, Park Min had become a frequent guest of the John family. He was originally John’s friend, and now, using his family’s brand as an excuse to develop the Paris market, he lingered in Paris, refusing to leave. In truth, his real goal was to pursue Mo Wushuang.

Xiuyuan remained kneeling, silent. In fact, both Wang and Maochun knew that Xiuyuan was not a child given to jokes.

Vietnam, which usually benefited from China, now seemed strangely emboldened. Clearly, if there was a mastermind behind the scenes, it would not be difficult for anyone with discernment to link it to the meddling United States.

“Ah Ying!” Qingyun steadied himself and immediately spotted Liu Ying, sitting cross-legged and motionless to the side.

Since he said so, she decided to stay in bed, not getting up. She would visit the baby later, and when she found time, go see Ling Lie’s new home.

Wang Hen was stunned, frozen where she stood. She began to smile bitterly and slowly turned around. Xiaoyao was in such a sorry state, drenched by the rain.

Xiao Yang’er looked at Ling Lie; Ling Lie nodded at her, so Xiao Yang’er made up her mind and dashed toward the elevator.

Wasn’t it then that he carried her straight back to the rental apartment, and they spent the entire night together?

“If you look down on mortals, then I’ll punish you to be a mortal for all your lifetimes.” Miao Ruolan said, casually waving her hand at Mo Xuan. Mo Xuan felt a wave of agonizing pain throughout his body, then lost consciousness.

“If he isn’t released, it becomes a matter for the whole class.” Ye Guantao’s idea of “the whole class” was a bit different from his father’s.

Cheng Lingzhi, “…no need, I already have a goal, I don’t need your introduction!” Did he think she wouldn’t realize he was implying her appearance was lacking!?

“I think we should strike first, storm the Golden Triangle, kill that general and all his men. Damn, they gave me a shot in the ass!” Bald Qiang said, his expression fierce and twisted.

“I want to drive out the Yellow Turban rebels too, but what about my family’s property? No, I must start a business!” Zhang Fei insisted.

“Handsome, are you alright?” After the foreigners left, Ouyang Mowu came up, concern in her eyes as she looked at Handsome.