Chapter 58: Captivating Him
“Oh my, looks like things got pretty intense last night,” Yuan Ruoxia remarked meaningfully, her eyes fixed on the mark just below Lin Lu’s collarbone.
Lin Lu dabbed on some foundation to cover it up and said, “Su Yi is back.”
For a moment, Yuan Ruoxia didn’t catch on. “What did you say?”
“Su Yi came back yesterday...”
At the same time, Liu Chong shouted, “Spare me, hero!” The group had just spoken in Chinese, so they clearly weren’t Xiongnu or Qiang. As long as they were Han, Liu Chong believed there was room to negotiate.
There are so many people in the world with the same name—one or two overlaps are nothing unusual. But such coincidences are almost too much to believe.
By the time he arrived, Ye Yanqing was nowhere to be seen, of course. And how could any passersby possibly notice Ye Yanqing, who was hidden under the protection of the flying dragon?
The Golden Beaker Deity was not particularly surprised that Yu Yan would ask such a question. After a moment’s thought, he replied, “At the dawn of creation, a celestial god split the heavens and the earth, and thus all things were born.”
“Heh.” The man laughed awkwardly, unsure of what to say, while the others stood by, seething with anger but not daring to speak out. After all, if he really was who he claimed, and they were disrespectful, based on his earlier actions, he would surely see the Lin family destroyed by the Purple Sword Sect.
Now things were getting complicated. At this crucial moment, he couldn’t disturb Yi Mengxue, and the process of refining the elixir would take at least a month.
Perhaps only those like the man in red and Douglas, who had ulterior motives for coming here, would keep a low profile. But then, what were others hiding for?
Back then, wanting to keep the man in his employ, he’d even made up a song—sickeningly sweet—and sung it to him. Could it be that God took pity on him and sent this man to help him govern Huai County and rise to power in the Dashun Dynasty?
After speaking, the young man’s figure flickered and he flew out of the Guild of Array Masters, casting a distant glance at the couple who had just left.
“With nothing better to do, even if this treasure can only hold back the spatial turbulence a little and protect my tribe of demons and monsters, it will have been a meritorious deed,” Yun Zhongming said.
He let out a long sigh. As an extraordinary dragon, life was just this hard—sometimes you had no choice but to swallow your broken teeth.
This time, Pei Xuan had indeed saved Zhen Tian, and Zhen Tian wanted to thank him, but Yan Chen wouldn’t let anyone see her, and insisted Pei Xuan accompany him to the capital. Zhen Tian thought this was rather excessive.
Gossiping women have always been looked down upon, and with Xi’er’s background, if she didn’t fight for herself, she’d be destined to marry a young man from a family just as poor as her own.
This time, there were as many as a hundred thousand true immortals here, fifty profound immortals, and nearly a million other immortals, all under Ren Shaorui’s command, opening the way to the cosmic path and seeking opportunities for advancement.
For some reason, when old Douglas was taken away, it felt as if a weight had been lifted from her heart.
“What’s your name?” Li Changfeng glanced at the remaining laborer and asked. The man instinctively took a step back, clearly afraid.
Though today’s encounter with the scriptwriter and Director Yu had been unpleasant, it hadn’t caused Yun Xi any real harm.
Even in a family like his, Huo En had once known warmth. Though his father was a gambler who had squandered much of the family’s wealth, he never beat Huo En. Most kids in the slums grew up with beatings, so at that time, Huo En was the envy of the other children.
As long as his goal was achieved, it didn’t matter—after all, the general manager and all the company’s top executives and leaders were present.
“Damn it! All troops, prepare for battle!” Xia Biao had no other choice; when the enemy charges, you can hardly refuse to meet them head-on.