Volume One, Chapter 51: Grandmother Has Passed Away

“Are there many in the capital who don’t recognize the Western Prince? It’s not surprising that you’ve seen him before,” Mo Qinghan said with a smile, trying to ease the tension for Ai Ling.

The vantage point was excellent; with a telescope, the lit rooms were clearly visible. Adding a wireless listening device, though some static was present, the conversation was still distinct.

Xi Ru trembled as she watched the man’s back retreat. She knew this man’s return spelled ill intent. Now the truth was clear: Shangguan Ao was behind it all. She couldn’t allow anything to happen to him—absolutely not. But how could she proceed? This man’s plan was deliberate. What was her next move?

Prince Ye Jin immediately understood. Ri He Wang Tengyang had been brutally thrown from the stairs by Fuxi.

The Xiang Corporation controlled at least 55% of shares in the Changfeng Project. If successful, the profits for Xiang Corporation would be substantial.

“Damn it, I’ll wipe you out, you son of a bitch!” Qiaotun Bin muttered angrily, glaring at the effeminate man before him, whose lips curled provocatively. Qiaotun Bin’s temper often led to confrontations, but this pale-faced, effeminate fellow seemed no ordinary man, so he restrained himself.

When Shu Chi’s eyes met Shang Peidi’s cold expression, a chill ran from his feet to his head.

What kept him alive was revenge. To return. To find her. Even if they should meet and not recognize each other.

Yang Ruoli shook her head with a bitter smile. Li Yuetong, the night owl, was wide awake early and loved to launch surprise visits. Fortunately, she had already prepared a dress.

Jiraiya was filled with regret for not giving Miyako enough attention. Had he known the situation would unfold this way, he would have brought sufficient reinforcements to capture Miyako directly.

Lian Yan rested her head on her hand, lazily tapping the sandalwood table beside her. Though the room was heavy with the scent of cosmetics, there was an almost imperceptible hint of medicine mingled within.

Baby stood beside Prince Chen, and for some reason, when she saw Ma Shu handing clothes to the prince, she instinctively asked.

After failing to abduct someone, Deng Chao was stunned by the dazzling dance performance of the Red and Orange teams, giving the impression that the Green team was utterly weak.

Now, Commander Tang had calmed down. He faced twenty masters of the Yin-Yang realm, including three at the seven-step level. Earlier, the force that had pried his grip from Feng Xin’s hand made Tang realize that even with the Earth Sovereign’s aid, they were no match.

At that moment, Prince Chen struggled to maintain his balance but was caught squarely by Jin Zhongguo.

“Impossible.” Seeing the photos, Conan and the others were filled with disbelief, especially Yuko and Shizuka. They refused to believe their husbands could be keeping mistresses.

“Mother, what are your instructions?” Under his father’s pressure, Mo Yexi had no choice but to comply.

Finding no flaws in the surveillance, Lian Yan turned and hacked into Yang Qian’s computer to check the backups.

Gu Mengmeng snapped back to reality, staring at the caller ID flashing on the screen, suddenly remembering she had forgotten to explain by phone.

Clearly stirred by Meng Huo’s passionate words, and being warriors themselves, they had even less reason to be afraid.

If Li Mo’s newly formed Nascent Soul became tainted by the snowy aura within the crystal ball, Li Mo would be cursed by it.

As for Zhou Yu, bound tightly as he was, there was no sign of fear in his demeanor.

Hunger is one of humanity’s greatest agonies, yet compared to thirst, it becomes somewhat more bearable.

After saying this, Tao Yu turned and left the private room, apparently to arrange for someone to deal with Qin Yang.

Bang! Shang Fu was struck in the abdomen by the fan at Shang Wu’s waist and flew backward, unaware that the stranger with a knife had already caught up. Shang Wu didn’t intervene, as if he knew exactly what the stranger intended next.

The first to stand and toast him was “Hook” Hai Qikuo, followed by his cousin, the housekeeper, and Dugu Mei.

Those powerful figures who had been leisurely soaking in the water suddenly sat up, scowling at Qin Yang.

“Golden Ring Sanjie, why have you betrayed me?” Meng Huo shouted, unable to hide his fury.

Sparks flew, yet the scale armor’s defense remained unbroken. Only then did Jun Yan truly grasp what Ling Xuan had said earlier: the Flame Crystal Beast’s extraordinary defense was such that even this concentrated assault couldn’t penetrate it. Such defense truly deserved the label ‘abnormal’.

“What are you hinting at? Speak up!” Jue Ming had lost all patience and shouted, only to be restrained by Meng Xuerou.

The Flower Sword Slave exhaled as he watched her retreating figure; a brilliant light began to emanate from his dantian.

Following Ai Xi’s gaze, on the snow-covered ground ahead squatted an adorable black-and-white spotted pug, its dark eyes fixed on her while its tail wagged gently.

The seven masters, under the protection of the Sword of Sunrise, broke through the ruined building and charged straight toward the Divine Ease Mysterious Palace.

Far to the north of the Zhongtian Domain, where the wasteland met the glaciers, the earth was shattered, cracked, and riddled with canyons.

Could it be that the officials’ apparent compliance was all an act, and in private, they remained loyal to their country?

Having received Meng Xuerou’s message, He Ling’s eyes widened, and then she gratefully nodded toward Meng Xuerou.

A roar erupted from its mouth, blood mist swirling around its body, transforming into a massive blood claw that struck the incoming whip’s tip.

The three were not subdued by the terrifying firepower for long, for Angelina burst forth from the right, wielding an American bolt-action sniper rifle, firing five shots in rapid succession. After one magazine, she had eliminated all enemy machine gunners and snipers.

Lin Qin’s spiritual perception detected a terrifying pressure emanating from the Prison Immortal Lock.

Within less than a minute, Zhang Hong ceased his actions, splashing water onto the woolen fabric, revealing a hint of green once more.