Volume One, Chapter 128: Evidence

The call ended. Chu Ming glanced at Xueyan and Old Master Yun and said, “Xueyan, Old Master, I have something to take care of outside. You two can continue talking.”

Hearing this, Old Master Yun nodded. “All right. If you have something to do, go ahead.”

“Be careful,” Yun Xueyan reminded him.

Chu Ming nodded, then left the Yun family manor.

“Rise. You are Zhang Yi, are you not?” It had to be said that Zhang Yi’s appearance was truly unimpressive. Dong Zhuo’s mood instantly soured, and his tone became cold as he spoke.

“The Bai family wouldn’t…” Chen Yan thought the Bai family should not be so disorderly, but Chen Yu interrupted her.

“There, there… Don’t cry, my dear. I’ll take responsibility for you.” Nangong Linyi was helpless. What was done was done, and regretting it now would not change anything.

“The ministers have not offered any clear suggestions either,” Tianqi said. “Since I am asking you, speak freely.” He then recounted how Hong Chengchou had submitted a memorial opposing the new system out of dissatisfaction.

“Crack… crack…” After a string of explosive pops burst from every joint in Old Qian’s body, he suddenly shattered into parts scattered across the floor. At some point, he had been replaced by an astonishingly lifelike puppet.

“He cannot bite just anywhere.” Ye Kaicheng glanced at Xu Zuoyan’s smiling face and spoke in a low voice. Xu Zuoyan was his man—not someone Gao Lingyun could touch whenever he pleased.

The gang members staggered back several steps, staring in astonishment at the unsteady figure of “Du Tie.”

Those words startled Chen Hao and the others. Why were this married couple, who had gone out shopping, meddling in the affairs of single people like them?

Seeing that no reply was forthcoming, Nuo Minyu clearly had no intention of telling him. Nangong Linyi’s grip on his phone gradually tightened. With no other choice, he opened the GPS tracking system, located Nuo Minyu’s phone, and went after him according to his current position.

At the same time, the Junlin Sword beside Ye Feng began to tremble. It unsheathed itself automatically, its tip pointing toward the Sword Pool as it gave off a dragon-like roar, as though eager to challenge something to a contest.

Although Liu Bei’s two sworn brothers, Guan Yu and Zhang Fei, possessed such martial prowess, Lü Bu was watching hungrily from the north. If another warrior like Taishi Ci appeared, they would be more than capable of defeating him.

But to Cheng Jin, those words were utterly inconceivable. He carefully looked Lan Yingchen over once again. The expression on his face made Lan Yingchen feel that Cheng Jin was not looking at a person at all, but at… a sheep—in fact, still a scapegoat.

“Have you forgotten who I am? It will not take me long to restore this residence to its original state.” Restored to his former condition, Yun Jin wore a broad smile.

“I have no grudge against you. Why are you slandering me like this? What exactly are you trying to achieve?” Su Mengyao suddenly rushed in front of the man in blue and pointed at him, berating him furiously.

Xiao Lin was startled, and her face paled slightly. She understood the implication behind Cui Bin’s words. He intended to make the soldiers who had rashly supported He Yuhui risk being eliminated. This could have been avoided, but Cui Bin wanted the soldiers to remember the lesson, so he planned to deal with the matter through punishment.

After leaving the tailor shop, Mu Yuner was in an excellent mood. If the business prospered, she would no longer need to worry about her prestige score.

Chen Deng was stationed in the south, while Yide and Yunchang trained the troops with increased intensity, preparing for the war that would come the following year.

“Very well! Then fight!” Xiao Mo waved his hand, and the cavalry beside him spurred their horses forward. These riders had experienced many battles, and they could roughly gauge Zhou Cang’s strength. They knew they could not withstand him—but they did not need to. They were cavalry.

A sharp slap rang out. Xu Zhiling abruptly wiped the smile and patience from her face, struck Long Tianwei across the cheek, and rebuked him sternly.