Chapter 80: The Commendation Arrives
Gu Huaizheng headed to the barracks, and after bidding farewell to the elder and the child, he walked straight ahead.
“Mom, the place we usually go tide-hunting has been fenced off. Shall we go mountain-hunting this weekend?” Ye Jingnan asked.
The mountains on Qiongzhou Island are not tall; the highest peak is just over eighteen hundred meters above sea level, belonging to a tropical rainforest region. The broad-leaved trees are lush and green, the biodiversity is rich, and the scenery is quite different from the mountain-hunting in the northeast.
Lu Jianwei had never tried it and asked, “You…”
Within the manor, dust coated the inner walls and moss crept across the ground. The pavilions and courtyards were neglected, webs stretched everywhere, the scene bleak and desolate.
The alluring wine-red eyes, under the sunlight, appeared like translucent rubies—so moist and beautiful.
After the eldest sister left, Visar, somewhat suspicious, asked, “What trick is she playing this time?” She said only a few words and left so easily?
Now, there was still some time before nightfall—it wouldn’t grow dark immediately.
Twelve third-level apostles transformed into grotesque monsters, glaring ferociously at Liu Yu, baring their fangs.
“The usual routine: I’ll distract the zombies, you seize the opportunity to rescue people, hurry up,” Ning Chu said, not waiting for objections as she jumped off the vehicle.
Receiving the director’s “subtle concern”—as if suggesting she was the foolish son of a landlord family—the kitten twitched the corner of its mouth and replied: It doesn’t matter, the formula was never a secret. Anyone determined enough could figure it out after a few days of research. What matters is the raw materials.
Whether immortals or demons are defined is secondary; most importantly, she had yet to harm ordinary people.
Anyway, Luo City couldn’t escape, and when the city lord came calling, it would still take some time—might as well treat it as a vacation.
Hearing Su Yue’s answer, Jiang Ruoxue was slightly lost in thought. She trusted Su Yue’s words.
“No need to worry, Your Highness. I’ve been arranging things all over Luoyang, gathering a group of like-minded people. We’ve secretly made plans to eliminate these eunuchs. If Your Highness is willing, you can join our alliance!” Yuan Shao said confidently to Liu Tianhao, eager to recruit him immediately.
Gu Xinan’s frown deepened. Elder Zheng and Yan Shao were right: Zuo Junlin could be killed at any time, but her priority now was to find Lu Xia. Whether or not to kill Zuo Junlin for Uncle Lu’s revenge shouldn’t be her decision. She would wait until Lu Xia was found and let her decide.
“Mm! Got it.” Nangong Ao nodded in response, his expression unchanged.
The white tiger raised its paw and smashed down like a pile driver, stomping the head of the black tortoise to pulp, brain matter splattering meters away.
Yu Lei gathered up the remaining flesh, reformed his body, and while Xiang Ye was still controlling his energy, crawled toward the breach in the barrier and escaped into the sea. Dou Jiang and Roland struggled for a while, then also fled through the opening.
Qiao Song leaned on Su Yinzheng’s shoulder, tears never ceasing. She stroked his thin, veined hand, her heart aching in waves.
For a moment, everyone in the main hall felt a strange illusion—had they come to the wrong place? Was this some gathering of a foreign aristocratic family?
Lifting her eyes, blurred by tears stung from choking, she saw Xuan Shao’s face very close.
Mu Qingqing’s gaze lingered on Xuan Shao’s face, repeatedly tracing his brows, nose, and thin lips, as if she could never look enough.
Xu Feiqiong: My lord, after circling around, how have I ended up caught by you again? Didn’t I already tell you last time—we only discuss poetry, not romance. Since you insist, I find myself in a difficult position.
Chen Wangsheng was slightly surprised, not by Kong Rong’s identity, but by the fact that he seemed prepared for both outcomes.
Those who remained, aside from a few stubborn examinees, were basically just the students’ parents.