Chapter 37

Now that the blood has been drained from the pool, the stench of blood will eventually dissipate. As for what becomes of this place, Duan Qiu does not care.

What surfaced in his mind were all the various events he had encountered. Liu Tian’s personality always led him to reflect deeply, and at this moment, his mind was filled with a thousand emotions. It was not the first time he had felt this way, but now, Liu Tian felt a strange sensation stirring within him.

After watching the stranger’s back disappear into the crowd, the security guard’s face once again wore a dazed expression.

He saw the care Duan Qianyao had shown him along the journey, saw everything she had suffered, and witnessed all that Qin Yao and Zhong Li had done to her. In the end, Ye Feng withdrew his hand and closed his eyes.

The flame, formed by the fusion of two different fires, flew toward the old man. Mid-flight, it transformed into the shape of a finger, pointing directly at the center of the old man’s brow.

This price is enough to rank in the top ten of the Bounty Safflower List. If the target were truly that easy to deal with, the person putting up the money would be a fool.

In the very instant he was deep in thought, everything began to shift. The fragmented clouds in the sky vanished, replaced by an expanse of crimson light.

His rigid body was completely beyond his control, and almost instantly, Liu Tian’s muscles went taut. He was then pinned against the void as if stretched into the shape of a large "X," unable to move an inch.

Five minutes later, the party of four arrived at the parking lot and approached a Star SX sedan. The car was silver-white, exuding a sense of modern style, its entire frame radiating a fiery passion.

"It seems the heavens are truly changing—or perhaps it is not a change, but a restoration," Lady Cuiping remarked.

Just as Zhang Ya was about to carry Fan Wan, Yang De appeared. Without giving Zhang Ya or Su Jing’an a chance to react, he swept Fan Wan up in his arms and vanished from the apothecary in a flash.

Fan Wan’s displeasure was justified, as they were being followed. They did not know who the pursuers were, but if Duan Yan were present, the strangers might have left on their own or dared not act rashly; with that thought, Fan Wan’s worries instantly vanished.

Dongfang Ying’s goal was simple: to execute Chen Langya in secret. But he dared to do it—did Chang Kui and Li An dare? They did not. If Chen Langya were killed, the Oriental Divine Sword might not trouble Dongfang Ying, but as for Li An and Chang Kui, who could hope to escape?

Since the Grand Dowager wished to see her, Zhuying could not stop her. He knew Chuxiu’s true identity and knew that his master had recently secured legal residency for her, but he had not expected this matter to reach the Grand Dowager’s ears.

Jin Wei had actually realized it long ago: when dealing with a lone-wolf assassin, numbers do not always help, especially in such pitch-black conditions where friend and foe are indistinguishable. The more people there were, the greater the chaos. It was not that his brothers were useless, but that the enemy was fully exploiting the situation.

This was the Human Emperor, the universally acknowledged supreme powerhouse of the mortal realm. Previously, when Lu Zhong was inside the stone coffin, he had been too far away to see clearly, but now, Yu Mu stood right before him.

As she spoke, Yan Li pulled a thick stack of banknotes from her bag—a full ten thousand yuan—and placed it on the table. The implication was clear: if you have the ability, take the money; if not, don't even think about coming in.

"She is your sister; if you don't know, I certainly wouldn't," Zhaoxia said, a faint smile playing on her lips as she watched Lu Xiang’er enter the room. In her heart, she sighed; perhaps it was precisely because of such conduct that Xiang’er was so endearing.

"We cannot! We shall die to protect Lady Huo—" Having been bullied to such an extent by the Gaochang people, these hot-blooded men would not retreat easily, even without Lu Xiang’er.

Emperor Nie gestured to Prince Mu, who was seated below him, and laughed: "Zilin, you and your wife reside in the same city and interact often. Why don't you suggest what would be the most appropriate reward?" Zilin was the courtesy name of Prince Mu, Nie Peihan.

Since the plan had changed, the three of them redefined their steps. The problem of the business partner, which had been the biggest headache, was now pushed to the back of the list. The discussion shifted to what kind of mercenaries should be hired and what missions they should undertake.

The reason Guan Yuxue did not flare up was because of a quiet word whispered in her ear by Beigong Lingyu.

Li Dian’s personal guards swarmed forward, forcing Dian Wei back, while several soldiers frantically carried Li Dian toward the army. Blocked by the crowd and unable to pursue, Dian Wei could only roar in fury.

Next was Thomas’s performance. He meticulously enumerated Falcon’s losses while the others watched him in silence. He spoke only of trivial matters, delaying any mention of the losses caused by Falcon calling the police, or the transactions between the car company and the Japanese.

The remaining two phalanxes on the right flank fought desperately to close in on the collapsing line, but unfortunately, they were firmly pinned down by Cao Cao’s infantry and could not break free.

After greeting him, I sat down across from him. Without any small talk, he cut straight to the point: "President Zhao, we have never dealt with each other before, but my visit today is to bring you some truly good news."

With that kick, Xisuo Ari had used seventy percent of his strength; he was confident that Ao Shuangxue could never withstand it.

He vaguely heard an exclamation from atop the high cliff, sounding as if it came from Hua Xianying, which suddenly filled him with infinite strength and courage.

"Your Highness, your initial plan was perfect, and our people have been cooperating to handle these matters. However, in the process of implementation, we have discovered a great many problems."

She wanted to conduct face-to-face sales. She was leaving for the capital tomorrow, and she didn't have much time left; she had to earn as much as she could. Without silver to rely on, she felt deeply insecure—it just didn't sit right with her.

He could discern the subtext: Jiang Ge had heard rumors that the current Mrs. Jiang was not easy to get along with. In a wealthy, complex family like the Jiangs, it would be a surprise if they took a liking to someone from an ordinary family like Deng Qinxi.

This is the story of how he traversed various dimensions, relying on the world of the Main God, eventually saving the "Dawn," an immigrant spacecraft on the brink of destruction.

Watching Cheng Zhi’s eager expression, Deng Qinxi could tell that he truly liked Zhu Yanman, but as an outsider, there was little she could do about matters of the heart; she could only let their relationship develop on its own.