Volume One, Chapter 51: Does She Truly No Longer Care for Him?

It had been no more than ten minutes since entering the study.

When she came out again, Su Wanqing was holding a small gray urn.

It contained the ashes of her mother, Zhai Shuyi.

She had just reached an agreement with Su Guoxing—she would also take the child, Xiaolin.

His body was severed at the waist; the lower half was missing, and the blood vessels scattered on the ground originated from there.

Just as he was about to put a potato into his mouth, the front door suddenly swung open, a gust of cold wind sweeping away the familiar scent of potatoes.

Across from Shen Kuang sat the business tycoons of Jiangzhou, each a force to be reckoned with, capable of stirring up storms with a single stomp.

Under the spirit replacement rule, a trainer who can recall their spirit immediately can use it as an excellent means to evade attacks.

He felt the wild strength surging within him, like a flooding torrent, violently dissipated.

But just as Ning Ning tried to grasp that faint glimmer of hope, it suddenly vanished without a trace.

Zhu Puyu had been observing Wen Jingsi for over a month. This fellow always wore a stern face; she had once thought he might have facial paralysis.

“You may take from it whatever you desire,” a voice sounded from the darkness.

Meanwhile, the Four Heavenly Kings were being harshly suppressed. Emperor Zhang Bainin wore a calm yet imposing expression as he inquired who the “His Majesty the Divine Emperor” mentioned by them truly was.

Park Jingchang and the viewers in his livestream instantly recalled the contents of the diary. Could it be that this staff member had truly witnessed something terrifying?

The Ghost Star Sovereign recoiled in terror, swinging a long sword, but the blade passed through nothing but Ye Han’s afterimage.

Bai Xiaofeng’s eyes flickered with a hint of greed, quickly masked. It was not yet time to strike. Although he was formidable, if he acted now, Shen Chongbang would hardly stand idly by. He was the strongest here; if he seized the puppet, it would be too disadvantageous for Shen Chongbang.

Ye Qi explained the difference in terminology regarding power between the two sides, then produced relics from another corpse while describing the individual’s appearance.

Of course, Jian Fangda and the others also knew that the initiative now rested with Jia Sidao. If Jia Sidao insisted on forcing them to become drill instructors, they would have no choice but to comply. Fortunately, for now, Jia Sidao had not shown any intention to use force—wasn’t this still under negotiation?

This indicated that it was not a “common” demon beast, or perhaps... it was simply not recorded because it was deemed “insignificant.”

The gray-clad elder had already removed the sharp spikes from his leg and helped the fallen old woman to her feet. Though unconscious, her vital signs remained.

Looking at the teacup in his hand, Jia Sidao realized Zheng Mingxuan had clearly misunderstood, thinking he was hinting that he could leave. But now that things had reached this point, it would be unbecoming to keep him around any longer.

Inside the barbecue restaurant, Park Jiyun was animated and lively. Her sisters glared at her with no patience. Li Juli quietly slipped a piece of her grilled meat away without her noticing.

But beneath Ye Han’s Pegasus Mysterious Saint Fist, the demonic armor repeatedly cracked, breaking apart amid the pained gazes of the Four Demon Lords.

Count Edra, who had been singled out, suddenly felt uneasy. Why was Count Bastien questioning him instead of the Gang Tribe?

I scanned the crowd but saw no sign of Aunt Liu or Zizi. I called Aunt Liu again and learned she was upstairs holding Zizi, not wanting him to witness the gruesome scene below. Aunt Liu told me two police officers were guarding them upstairs, so they would be safe.

Unaware, Qiguo, Qi He, and Zhou Ruoxue looked toward their commander, Gong Boye, who looked quite innocent. “I forgot,” he admitted. They all rolled their eyes at him simultaneously. As commander, how could he forget something so important?