Chapter 45: Hating Her Even More

Jiang Rong had aged significantly; her hair was half white, and her face was lined with wrinkles.

Seeing Yu Xiangsi, she was momentarily startled. "Sisi..." she called out softly.

Yu Xiangsi cast a cold, indifferent glance at her, then turned and walked away.

Unable to help herself, Jiang Rong chased after her for a few steps. "Sisi, when did you get back? Do you—"

"In truth, they all ought to atone for the crime committed against my first child," Lady Cui murmured to herself, sitting before the mirror and combing her hair.

Zheng Yin and his three disciples had long been eager to test their skills. Seeing the battle officially commence, they all vanished in a flash, transforming into a rolling mass of blood-red clouds that blotted out the sky.

Yet at this moment, Xuanzhenzi’s expression—hitherto completely serene, as if nothing in the world could disturb his detachment—finally shifted, taking on a heavy shade of gravity.

As his words fell, a hurricane whipped up outside the doors, instantly shattering the carved panels crafted from superior nanmu wood. A distorted, bizarre figure materialized before Suoye. The shape slowly coalesced until it formed a two-to-three-meter-tall beast, resembling a cross between a lion and a wolf.

Ning Zhou did not reply, but Gu Xinrui’s stomach let out a soft rumble. The sound was faint, yet just loud enough for Ning Zhou to hear.

He was naturally a hedonistic young master who knew only of eating, drinking, and making merry. Never had he imagined that Hao Lingling, who had always been utterly obedient to him, would suddenly transform into a fiercely ruthless killer with her sights set on Zhou Xingzhu.

Having made his decision in a fraction of a second, Suanchen cast a deep, profound gaze toward Huang Wei, who was now on his last breath.

"Persia... is it?" Yu’s voice echoed, and immediately afterward, his massive green form appeared as well.

As it turned out, Cao Dabao had been relentlessly harassing Yan Qiuhe. When she refused his advances, he had manipulated Kong Qingde into cursing her, causing her face to break out entirely with pustules and boils.

Her voice was cold and clear, her tone resolute. The soldiers training nearby unconsciously halted their movements and quietly gathered around.

Such a fractured state of affairs was something that, under the current blazing prosperity of the Great Tang Empire, would certainly never be allowed to happen again.

Just as Xu Zhuo was about to summon his divine bow, the wail of police sirens pierced the air. Mo Xuan and his tactical squad arrived like wind, fire, and thunderous lightning. A total of three armored vehicles instantly surrounded Madman Zhu, and simultaneously, "Tat-tat-tat~ Tat-tat-tat~" assault rifles opened fire, unleashing a sweeping storm of steel.

"What has happened to you all? Uncle Zhu, why are you grieving so bitterly? Could it be that something has happened to Lin Fei'er?" The Uncle Zhu whom Xu Zhuo addressed was none other than Lin Fei'er's great-grandmother. With a flick of his eyes, a vague guess formed in his mind.

Min Yue, however, carried two torches with her. These were not casual branches snapped from the forest and bound together, but high-grade items meticulously crafted from selected materials and specialized oils. They were torches that even a steady drizzle could hardly extinguish, burning with a bright flame and producing almost no black smoke, illuminating a vast expanse of the surroundings.

Over the past two years, Yuan Shu had entrenched himself in Huainan, widely recruiting capable men. Under his command stood a multitude of troops and fierce generals, and even Sun Jian, renowned as the "Fierce Tiger of Jiangdong," was currently serving him.

Yet Xiuniang had already stated she did not know. If she, the one asking for a favor, were to stubbornly insist that the other party knew, she would truly be out of her mind.

Yun Qing was about to speak further when Wang Ningxian suddenly shot her a secret glance and gave a slight shake of her head, causing Yun Qing to swallow her words.

"Let's go get something to eat first, and we can chat more over the meal," Ling Tianyang said, turning around. Two robust young men, looking very much like bodyguards, sat waiting in the lounge area. Looking at Wang San and his companions with a smile, Ling Tianyang spoke to Wang Ming, who nodded in response.

"You know how it is. Because of my profession, I have certain connections. No matter if the other party operates in the underworld or the upper echelons, it won't implicate me! Rest assured, I will definitely help you resolve this matter," Xu Zhuo declared with arrogant pride.