Volume One, Chapter Ninety-Nine: Violence Is the Best Solution

Thoughts flitted through his mind, only to be washed away again and again by something called comfort, shattered into countless specks of dust that drifted off into an unknown darkness. The confusion in his heart vanished without a trace, and in its place came a clear, light-hearted mood.

At last, everyone’s faces grew grave. They had long suspected that these miasmas were no simple matter, but they had never imagined they could be so bizarre.

Although one word from him would have had those brothers offering money with both hands, Li Xu could not bring himself to say it, nor would he ever say it.

And of course, within the Star-Gazing Tower, Yun Fan and Feng Lai were wrapped up in tender affection, murmuring endearments to one another in endless, lingering sweetness.

All thoughts of rest were utterly blasted to pieces. He could not even force himself to feel easy. On Guan Guang’s face remained only the countenance of a man bereaved for generations, as though some relative had been buried for centuries and then come back to life. He sprang to his feet like a feather on the wind, set off at once, head lowered like a maddened bull.

When the Demon Sovereign Wu Tian heard that Yun Fan had also come to take part in this marriage contest at Nine Immortal Peak, he was both surprised and overjoyed.

“Though it is broken and its laws are incomplete, the spatial barrier is exceedingly firm, and the central region is the only weak point.”

After another while, the blood that had been flowing out suddenly stopped. Though the wounds still looked battered and slashed, everyone could clearly see that the two injuries that had been bleeding no longer bled at all.

Qiao Shanshan did not care in the least whether Qiao Linlin was there or not, nor did she care what Qiao Linlin thought.

“What!” “What!” the Prince Liang and the Great General cried out at the same time. They looked at one another to confirm that what they had seen was indeed real, but why? Another wave of arrows came raining down. This time, they had no choice but to accept it: what they had just seen was indeed fact, incredible as it was.

After entering the room, Xiao Meina asked me what I had said to that man earlier. I told her it was nothing, just a few words to frighten him, and he had been scared off.

I had thought Mao Yiran had gone to school early that morning. The school now belonged to her—no, more precisely, to her and Huang Keyu. She must have gone out because of the school’s affairs.

“Elder Niu, what you say makes sense, but my feeling will not be wrong either!” Wu Tianba frowned.

Even breakfast was finished in a hurry before he left. Ye Xinyi saw him to the door, her heart heavy with the sense that a fierce battle awaited He Yan.

After leaving the Gao residence and wandering throughout Yangzhou, Xu Ping’an thought it over and still decided to make a trip to the Yu residence to see the children.

Yang Muhua’s voice was always so gentle, and the meaning of her words so carefully framed that there was never any chance to refute them. As Sha Zhen listened, she suddenly felt as though someone had awakened her from a dream.

Ye Xinyi opened the envelope. It was a week’s wages. Though not much, it was better than nothing. Added to the money previously settled from George’s side, there would not be much left to rent a one-room apartment near the school.

Still, on closer look, it did not seem bad. Although the clothes on the young man opposite looked as though they had been bought at a discount megastore, and his face was not especially handsome or outstanding, his overall bearing was much better.

In the past, Sha Zhen had also come home late and made Diao Han wait, but back then Diao Han had never acted like this.

Watching Zhuang Yunshang take the phone and head for the door, she shook her head and came to stand beside Zhuang Feng’er, who was pretending to sleep.

Sure enough, only now had the warning arrived. Had he not fabricated an entirely imaginary father and a peerless army, there would have been no way he could have escaped death today. That had been a desperate gamble, and fortunately he had never been to the East. Next, it was time to set his price.

He did his utmost to slash out a curtain of blades before him, laying down his defenses, while at the same time swiftly retreating.