Chapter 159: He Took Note of It

"Auntie! It really wasn't me! Even if I were angry, I would never kill Senior!" Gu Moshi grew anxious, reaching out to grab Tian Aiyu. "If no one else believes me, can't you believe me, Auntie? I love Lu Ming so much, how could I ever hurt him? If I were to kill anyone, it would be that bitch Lian Youyou who seduced him!"

"Gu Moshi! Youyou is not a bitch!" Lu Ming's usually calm and ripple-free expression showed a trace of anger. "Watch your language!"

"Sisi, come here! Have some self-respect!" Gu Zhengjie also scolded.

Rebuked by the senior she adored and her own father, Gu Moshi unwillingly clamped her mouth shut, sheepishly releasing Tian Aiyu's arm.

"Let us begin the voting now." After Principal Wu finished speaking, each school leader wrote down the name of the professor they believed should represent De-Gao University at the overseas teacher exchange conference.

Zhu Qingshan, overcome with uncontrollable rage, rushed toward Sun Hui'er while clutching his son's corpse. With bloodshot eyes, he raised his hand and delivered a slap. The force was so great that it knocked half of Sun Hui'er's face sideways.

Entering the villa, Zuo Mingjun led Xiao Tao to the third floor, arrived at a door, and knocked three times.

The Vulture Demon King on the side watched with a pounding heart; battles of the primordial spirit are incomparably treacherous. A moment of carelessness could, at best, turn one into an imbecile with all cultivation lost, or at worst, result in the dissipation of both body and soul.

At these words, the officials tidied their attire one after another, holding the flawless white jade tablets in both hands against their chests, and entered the imperial palace hall in turn.

Seeing that Chief Constable Huang's eyes were filled with worry and complex emotions when looking at them, Zhiqin tentatively began to speak with him.

In Lin Chuan's eyes, there was both anticipation and trepidation—a state that had not appeared in him for many years. Even when facing life-and-death crises, his gaze had always sparkled with the light of wisdom.

"Since our dear master has arrived, everyone should meet him. Judge, Ghost Mother, you two go make the arrangements," the Ghost King commanded.

"A stronger assassin?" Han Yixue was stunned. Hadn't the Po-Sha Sect been disbanded? Where would Xiao Tao find a stronger assassin?

Mo Ran could not help but open her eyes, subconsciously glancing at Liu Yang. Liu Yang shook his head; he knew what Mo Ran was wondering, but he did not know either.

"You're the only one who knows so much. Alright, stop spouting nonsense and tell me, do you actually know or not?" Chen Cheng asked again.

In truth, she believed the original Yan Xiao's spiritual power was not weak; that level of cultivation would certainly be enough to help her transform into a human form. However, the problem was that she did not know how to control it, and she was currently unable to communicate with others.

A figure unexpected to Ye Mo appeared behind Park Chanyeol, and the other person also showed a moment of surprise upon seeing Ye Mo.

Since his master knew that the sword energy was effective against it, he had shared this information. However, he also believed his master would not be so selfless as to hand over the entire inheritance of the sword energy; otherwise, they would not have insisted on him coming out.

He had thought he would know exactly what happened yesterday, yet inexplicably, he felt no sense of rejection in his heart.

"An instantaneous teleportation scroll? What kind of thing is that? Is it a scroll that can teleport people to other places, like a teleportation formation?" Chen Cheng asked.

Lin Chengshuang returned, fuming, and happened to bump into Aunt Bao the Second. However, given Aunt Bao the Second's massive frame, it was certainly Lin Chengshuang who ended up knocked over.

Nalan Wushuang smiled nonchalantly, sipping only the finest Longjing tea with an air of unrestrained elegance.

As Zhang Yixing scanned his surroundings, he spotted Miu Kedi. Her eyes were icy, and her gaze felt completely unfamiliar.

In the past, it was because her intern salary wasn't enough to cover expenses, and she would struggle by the end of the month; going to her uncle's house could improve her meals.

"Brother Qiu, as long as you let Ping'er go, I can let you leave here. We have already left the City of Chaos; as long as you don't return, no one will recognize you, and your enemies won't be able to find you!" Ruan Gang said while slowly moving closer to Old Seven Qiu.