Chapter 159: None of Them Can Be Provoked

"Then, my dear sister, you... do you have any other identity? I've never asked you about it before."
Qiduo smiled faintly and replied, "Do you know about the Huo Family Bay?"
"I know, I've heard a bit about it."
"What have you heard?"
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However, having suffered such a harrowing ordeal, she was still able to forgive Su Ying, the so-called mastermind behind the scenes, which came as a genuine shock to Su Ying.
Seeing her endlessly shaking her head and weeping, he felt an even tighter constriction in his chest, yet at the same time, he felt a sense of relief—relief that she had not come to any real harm.
Using the very last shred of his strength, the old man issued an order, and several of the newly armed bodyguards gave chase.
"So you're dead set on taking me down?" Ran Xiong licked his lips, desperately holding back a laugh, terrified of losing his composure.
"I'm the one who went to get the gun for you back then and got bitten for it," Ran Xiong said indifferently, lighting a cigarette and handing it to Ran Feng.
Xu Yongsheng hurriedly cupped his hands in a modest refusal, though his heart skipped a beat. Despite Prince Heng seeming to idle away his days doing nothing of consequence since arriving in the Southwest, it was clear he still kept a close eye on the movements of the marshal's mansion.
What was more, there was no wind, nor any grass... yet this strange sound had come out of nowhere. And what about the sound of flowing water?
"Insolent!" Xiao Yizheng, arriving in a flurry, barked with intimidation, plunging the courtyard into instant silence as everyone dropped heavily to their knees.
Huang Siyi hadn't even realized it herself, but she had already developed a strange, unusual feeling toward Lin Mu.
If an accident were to truly occur involving the Tang Sect, which stood behind Jiang Hua, the consequences would be utterly unpredictable. This was a clash of immortals in the martial arts world, something ordinary people like them dared not even imagine.
I couldn't help but complain inwardly. These men—if they didn't indulge in idle daydreams, they'd think they were nothing more than salted fish. Zhang Minglang certainly wouldn't be like them, smoking and drinking, thinking that having a little money made them the richest men in the entire country. How superficial.
Hearing Liu Ru dwelling on the question she had just asked, Chen Muqing thought for a moment. Initially, she had wanted to tease Liu Ru a bit, but realizing that constantly making fun of someone else was a very impolite thing to do, she thought it over carefully and ultimately decided to drop the teasing.
Xu Minghui wore a somewhat awkward expression. He merely smiled and did not directly answer the question, but his attitude had already made everything clear.
After a long silence, I coldly questioned Zhao Bingyan, "Why did you do this?" A trace of anger and helplessness permeated my voice.
During the meeting, the Three Ninjas spoke one after another, strongly condemning the vicious actions of the Evil God and swearing to unite all forces to defeat him.
Inside the gloom-shrouded secret chamber, illuminated by flickering candlelight, the four detached stone tables and their corresponding round stone stools remained completely unchanged, yet the central circular stone platform had vanished. In its place, right between the stone tables and stools, appeared a pitch-black cavern roughly one meter in diameter, emanating waves of bone-chilling coldness.
Seeing the players retreating one after another, unwilling to fight any longer—having suddenly encountered such a formidable boss-level monster whose level was marked by question marks, making it completely impossible to win. Out of the hundreds of thousands of people in the city, even subtracting those who were away, there were still around 20,000 players present, and nearly 2,000 had already been killed. After resurrecting, they had all hidden themselves safely in the rear.
Seeing that girl's eyes darting around shrewdly as if she had something on her mind, I knew instantly that she wasn't telling the truth.
Although Lin Hua had slowed his pace considerably, both Chen Muqing and Liu Ru lacked physical conditioning to such an extent that they couldn't even match the stamina of an average person. As office workers tied to their desks for long periods, their physical strength simply could not compare to those who exercised regularly.
Witnessing this, Long Tian instantly grew displeased. These troublemakers had gone too far, blocking the road by faking a car accident to prevent anyone from passing. What made him the maddest was that those vehicle owners were standing around smoking and shooting the breeze, completely unconcerned about whether the cars behind them could get through or if they were causing a massive traffic jam.