Chapter 38: His True Identity Turns Out to Be the Head of the Pei Family

Qin Wanyi was left dazed by the kiss. The moment he pulled away, she gasped for air.

Pei Yunian gently caressed her cheek, his thumb sliding softly against her skin. "I'll take you out for dinner later tonight."

She had yet to fully recover from the kiss; her mind was a jumble, and she agreed in a hazy, bewildered state. Watching her nod aimlessly...

When it was time to leave after work, Qiao Sheng still had tasks on hand that weren't fully resolved. She stayed on to finish up, stubbornly delaying her departure by about ten minutes.

Lin Ye waved his hands, and dozens of blue flames struck the group instantly, turning them into ice sculptures on the spot.

Besides, the fact that they returned empty-handed was telling enough; if Cheng Zijian couldn't see the implications of that after thirty-five years, he might as well have lived in vain.

"Yujie, there is something Auntie needs your help with... Once it is done, I will give you ten million," Ling Juan said.

"No, no, no! I am willing to be forged into a weapon. My physical body is best suited to be turned into a blade," the man in the black robe pleaded bitterly.

"Her background is flawless; she can be investigated as much as they like." He had begun making arrangements the moment Qiao Xueqi agreed to his demands. Everything was perfectly prepared—her family, her past, and her origins were all verifiable and beyond reproach.

That evening, after dinner, Jiang Hexuan and Song Suqi went to the elders' quarters to pay their respects to the old master and his wife.

Although Yuan Jinye was handsome, one look into his eyes revealed him to be a man of deep schemes and hidden motives.

At this moment, Old Master Tang and the others were under house arrest in a palace hall. Having experienced countless trials throughout his life, the old master could usually face any situation with composure, but now, a look of distinct anxiety, mixed with exhaustion and confusion, clouded his face.

"What are you laughing at?" Lin Yuemei asked bitterly, finding his laughter truly grating.

"Sigh, I must be getting senile. Why ask you that? One look and I can tell you're just a hot-headed youth," Mr. Liu shook his head.

The moment the girl in violet finished speaking, a flurry of urgent, deafening bronze bell chimes rang out through the room, chaotic and jarring.

Beneath the hat lay only a patch of hay, arranged in a messy circle that, at a glance, resembled a human head.

As Lin Yiman drifted in and out of sleep, her fever worsened. Her strength was drained away, and her eyelids felt as heavy as lead.

"That's good." With that, he took her hand and headed toward the nearby central plaza. Jian Ran was confused, but with her hand held firmly in Huo Jueshen's, she felt an immense, tender warmth in the soft, cozy atmosphere. She gazed at his sturdy, towering figure ahead—straight, handsome, and elegant—and a sudden flutter of heart palpitations rose in her chest.

Explosions erupted like thunder from the ninth heaven, earth-shaking and overwhelming, their power sweeping away everything in their path.

"Thanks." Old Man Mian muttered, though only he understood the depth of the sentiment behind it. The man looked him up and down as if viewing a freak. As the fire spread, the man leaped up and ran off like a frightened rabbit.

If not for the sheer astonishment in his eyes and the fact that he looked like he had just woken up, Lin Yiman would have suspected he was lying through his teeth.

Xiao Yu smiled slightly and struck out with a palm, his internal energy transforming into a righteous incantation that entered the men's bodies to purge the dark, malevolent forces within them.

It should be noted that, counting Wang Hao and his partner, there were only twenty-six players left in the game; thirty-three rounds of Magnum ammo were more than enough.

It was no major issue, though, as there were vehicles near S City—jeeps, motorcycles, and sedans were all options. If there were plenty of medical supplies in S City, one could even scavenge until the third circle of the poison zone without trouble.

"Why are you all gathered here? Don't you have work to do?" Before long, President Tong arrived in a hurry, accompanied by Manager Gu. His face was as dark as ink as he questioned them sternly.