Chapter 139: Lin Yuzhi Causes a Scene
Lin Yuzhi was stunned by the relentless barrage of questioning and accusations, her face shifting from red to pale. Pointing at Ruan Mianmian, she demanded, “What right do you have to drive me away? This is my son’s home. What business do you have here?”
Ruan Mianmian sneered, “Lin Jinya, so you actually remember you have a son named Qi Yan. I thought you only had Qi Ze and no other sons!”
She continued, “Your son is now my husband. My husband’s home is my home. You come to my house and shout—”
After arranging a bubble-wrapped underwater fish tank-equipped submersible vehicle for Molly and the others, Sel and his group set off, leaving Fisherman Island behind, bound for the new Sea Beast Legion base.
With all preparations complete and Li Tang personally leading the team, everyone was filled with high spirits.
At this moment, Chen Xifeng rose from his seat. On this platform, forty security personnel stood in two neat lines on either side, imposing as if presiding over court.
This was a fundamental political divergence between two figures and later became the root cause of Ying Zheng’s dismissal of his prime minister. Lü Buwei’s overwhelming power and prestige gave his words immense weight, and his presence blocked Ying Zheng’s eastward ambitions.
“Good, very good! You have a fiery temper—I like that. I’ve changed my mind; I’ll keep you around and have you serve me every day until I’ve trained you to obey me completely! Hahaha!” Wang Hong laughed wildly with excitement.
Shen Chao, aided by Chen Xifeng’s phantom team members, conducted a series of investigations and surveillance, finally uncovering clear evidence.
Wu Shuxia was skeptical about how effective such a pill could be, but she was utterly exhausted. With the move imminent, she couldn’t keep relying on Murong Yuyan for everything.
When they saw that the person offering fifty million was a plainly dressed young man, everyone’s curiosity was piqued.
Once everyone boarded the off-road vehicle, Guo Lanlong and others immediately switched on the high beams and sped away. Though some noticed the illuminated vehicle, it was already impossible to catch up.
Years of deep accumulation and insight had led to a serendipitous “enlightenment” moment.
Situ Xuan chuckled, understanding Wan Pangzi’s meaning: just daring to come inside was already a win; nothing else should be forced. He recalled the first time he was asked to visit the home—he stubbornly refused, shaking his head like a drum.
Several days prior, the authorities of Qi Tian City had issued a notice urging nearby villages to seek refuge within the city. Yet most people stayed put, clinging to hope that submission would bring safety, unaware that in a total collapse, no one escapes unscathed.
Li Buqing left alone, as solitary as he had arrived. Yet in the bloody battle at Hangzhou, Li Buqing faced off evenly three against three with Fan Xiping, securing fame for the fledgling warrior.
Faced with the situation, Lin Ran showed no sign of panic. He calmly presented his straightforward views and principles in a measured narrative. He maintained a steady demeanor, a faint smile playing on his lips.
The Fu ship was exceptionally sturdy, equipped with independent sealed compartments. Despite multiple breaches causing water seepage, the vessel would not sink easily. At this moment, the firepower was insufficient to sink a fine wooden warship.
“Qianzhang, don’t be melancholy. Let me tell you about the many trials Wu Ming has endured over the years,” Shangguan Mo said.
The ominous black aura was terrifying. Lang Yu dared not probe too deeply but roughly judged it to be some kind of residual soul. What was unusual was that it stirred a yearning within him, resonating rather than repelling—an attraction rather than rejection.
Southeast of the Demon-Sealing Well, a group of black-clad cultivators swiftly vanished into the horizon. From the southwest, a gray bird spread its wings in flight. In an instant, it neared a black hole, causing a dozen Earth Immortal protectors to quickly fly away.