Chapter 102: Crossing Swords

Luo Ling promptly stopped Qin Mianmian.

Qin Yu was a bit curious, but he knew this was not the time to discuss such matters. He turned to Zhang Qingshan with a cold sneer and said, "Do you know what your greatest mistake was?"

"Hmm?"

"It was bringing people out."

...

Xia Shiguang spoke fiercely, while Liu Miao, enraged, pointed at Xia Shiguang and began cursing in the local dialect.

"Alright, just stay still. This way it won't hurt as much." Ye Kaicheng gentled his movements, patiently wiping away Xu Zuoyan's blood.

She spoke with deep remorse, having not considered the consequences. Her intentions had been for their good, nothing more.

But perhaps her father's death was not such a misfortune; at least, with the disasters to come, his early departure spared him much sorrow.

As she continued to flutter her butterfly wings, the shields of light gradually spread across the dark red sky, and soon the fireballs were kept at bay.

Shu Lan's voice rose, a tablet in her hand as she stared intently at the video playing on its screen.

"Wang Si, what exactly are you planning? Tell us clearly—it's unsettling not knowing, and with our hearts so anxious, how can we fight this battle well?" At this moment, Jiang Caitie was confused as well; she simply couldn't fathom what Wang Si was scheming.

Those who had intended to lure and kill Wang Si instead found themselves outmaneuvered; Wang Si struck first and sent him straight to the afterlife.

Naturally, he felt uneasy. After all, his brothers had been struggling the whole day, their energy and spirits all but spent. If they walked away empty-handed, he feared everyone would be disheartened.

As they spoke, a Hummer with a Beijing license plate pulled into the restaurant parking lot. The domineering vehicle attracted many eyes. From the driver's seat stepped a tall, handsome man. He didn't rush to lock the car but instead opened the rear door.

Lately, the man’s household had been anything but peaceful, leaving him in a foul mood. He considered turning away Jin Chan and Wukong at the door, but on second thought, since they were outsiders and the family trouble was unavoidable, he might as well do a good deed and earn some merit for his two ill-fated children.

Dustsky let out a faint sigh. The Emperor Star was clearly favored by the heavens—such dense deathly energy could not claim him. Alas! It seemed the Emperor Star had help. That help was actually a physiognomist! With such aid, his disciple’s advantage would not be as clear.

Thus, Li Zhong dared not be careless in the slightest. He reached for the steel blade on his back, swinging it as he charged toward Liu Yuchen.

I slowly opened my eyes, only to be blinded by something so dazzling! I quickly shut them again, my mind telling me that piercing light was sunlight.

At the same time, a question surfaced in Liu Feng's mind: when had Daoist Feng left? He hadn’t come to demand the forging stone or to kill him, either.

"Give you twenty pills? I only have eighteen left now. Five at most, and that's final—otherwise, forget it," Li Ming said, pulling his arm away.

Yet, at this moment, the two believed him without question. Without another glance, they hurried off, afraid someone else might come after them next.

At the sound, Li Buyun shot Li Ye a cold glare. The latter shuddered and fell silent, turning away, unable to bear watching Liu Feng meet his end.

"Go! Wash your face clean for me! Right now, immediately!" Huang Yan drew a deep breath and ordered through gritted teeth.

Ignoring all else, Ming Xuan pushed forward, but the guards at the gate blocked his way, their swords crossed.

"Because there are too many memories here," Jun Nuo said quietly. Within these walls were memories he could never forget for the rest of his life.