Chapter 60: The White Moonlight and the Scarlet Vermilion Mark of a Past Life

"I see." Chen Yang frowned slightly and hung up the phone. He had originally intended to contact Hu Hao directly, but after a moment of consideration, he decided to go home first.

To be fair, Wen Xu had guessed somewhat correctly. Over the past couple of days, Wen Shigui's mood had softened, and deep down, he was beginning to feel a bit of reluctance.

"Crack..." Suddenly, a crisp yet sharp sound drew everyone's attention back. Following the sound, they saw a massive wall clock materialize behind the youth, its hands ticking incessantly.

"Alright, regardless of everything, we are Chinese after all. We will never let off traitorous sects like the Jiangxiang Faction that betray their masters and ancestors," Old Yao immediately declared.

Wailing children could be heard from inside the room. Once one of the three started crying, the other two would invariably burst out howling at the top of their lungs within mere seconds.

"It's time to begin seclusion. I must seize the moment; there is not much time left for myself." Lin Yanghao clenched his fists tightly, blue veins bulging on his face as he lost himself in some unknown thoughts.

Just as Wen Xu was about to offer a couple of words of praise, he heard the door beside him creak open, and out stepped an old man who looked as though he had not yet fully woken up.

"Can you add a bit more?" Chen Fei asked. In truth, one thousand US dollars was already quite a lot, amounting to roughly seven or eight thousand silver dollars.

Before Wen Shigui could finish what he was saying, the elderly man raised a hand to interrupt him: "The two of us grandfather and grandson are chatting, Shigui, you stay out of this."

Hearing this, Mother Wang cast a glance at Wang Yiyuan, then obediently walked out of the ward and pulled the door half-shut behind her.

It was written that Prince Rui would arrive in the capital before long, coming to escort Si Yan in marriage, and also to express gratitude for Dayong's grace in saving Prince Rui's life, specifically presenting a city as a token of thanks.

"You created twenty-nine characters just to complete this quest?" Xiao Menglou asked in disbelief.

"Even if the money is given, so what? Can you run a lawsuit without money?" Huang Li continued to argue, large beads of cold sweat rolling down from her brow and dripping onto Pan Hong's hand nearby.

Reluctant though she was, Xu Jing still explained the situation to Sui Tianquan before entering the auction house. Sui Tianquan had never been very clear about Xu Jing's medicine purchases; although he had heard plenty of rumors outside, it was the first time he had ever heard that Xu Jing had such a sister.

"Exactly, exactly. For her to even dare to force a marriage on our young master, she is truly overestimating her capabilities." The restaurant waiters began pointing fingers at Shi Yi.

Bang! A loud crash echoed from downstairs, and nearby students and teachers rushed out of their classrooms to investigate. They saw that the guardrail in the corridor outside the door had been brutally smashed open by an iron door, and the iron door that Wang Xuanlong had crashed through plummeted straight down from the sixth floor to the ground floor, its frame twisted and deformed out of shape. Yet, Wang Xuanlong was not smashed into a pulp of flesh along with the gate.

"Second brother, don't push yourself so hard, take a rest for a moment." Wang Tao walked aside and said to Shi Yan, who was practicing with tremendous enthusiasm.

Yang Linxiao took a taxi back home and was about to fall asleep on the sofa when his phone suddenly rang. "Hey, Yang Linxiao, I'm near your pet store. Come over, I need to talk to you." It was his fair-weather friend Li Mi, undoubtedly out of money again.

"Sit down and watch closely. I also think it's a nine-in-ten chance of death for them. They are surrounded by enemies; no matter how you look at it, it's dangerous." Alice pressed heavily on Lin Peng's shoulder, forcing him to sit back down in his seat with her.

The bell's chime remained as resonant as ever, unaffected by anything, echoing endlessly across Mount Song. Was it awakening the ignorant masses, or was it lamenting this mortal world of dust?

"Good fellow, you actually managed to find such a massive piece of divine steel." The Blood Demon's voice echoed within the divine consciousness.

The Blood Demon reached out with a beckoning motion, and the Blood Nether Stone in the center of the circular platform transformed into a streak of light, zooming into the room where Zhou Dao was located.

At this moment, Pan Siyuan naturally could no longer put on a tough facade. He could only sit dejectedly in his chair, completely motionless. Clearly, if this strike-action enterprise failed to secure financial backing this time, an enormous crisis was bound to erupt.

"Bullying people? Well then, me killing Golden Core stage martial artists isn't bullying them," the Blood Demon laughed.

Eike understood the severity of the situation. If he did not return to the Ninth Universe soon, he would never be able to return at all.

"That's good. As you know, in philosophy, it's about the relationship between contingency and necessity!" Having said this, Zhu Guangtian ceased any further remarks.

Compared to Brussels at this time, not to mention other cities in the Saint-Fey City-State, even those cities situated along the Dragon Knight's attack route were in a somewhat better plight than it.

As the absolute titan of the global petroleum industry, the Rockefeller family had undergone a century of development to reach where they were today.

"If all else fails, threaten your mother by saying that if she pushes you any further, you'll run away from home." This was a method used by quite a few people around Shui Qing, and it seemed rather effective.

Without the slightest aversion to Chen Yu's dirty hands, Murong Xue closed her eyes and savored this moment in time. She did not know whether the scene before her eyes was real or fake, but she desperately hoped it could continue like this forever. Chen Yu's simple words brought her warmth, and her frozen heart began to thaw, making all the grievances she had suffered recently feel insignificant.

Yu Tianxiang gripped the demon-repelling saber tightly against his chest and stepped back a few more steps. Feeling his foot step into empty space, he thought to himself, is there a pit down below?

After the first day of the Lunar New Year came the second day, and the dawn of this day was the time when Haifeng County sent the ancestors back to their graves. This was a necessary procedure in the ritual practices of the middle regions of Northern China for honoring immortals—namely, seeing off the souls of the so-called ancient ancestors that had been welcomed in during the dawn of the thirtieth day of the lunar year.

He first used music and golf as entry points, flattering him so imperceptibly that Zhou Juejie, who had been high and mighty for too long and immersed in elite circles for ages, hadn't heard such heartfelt yet down-to-earth praise in forever. The more he listened, the higher he felt, and he eagerly downed several cups of alcohol in a row.