Chapter 131: Reinstated to Former Rank

Old Cui clutched his throat, gasping for air for quite a while before he finally recovered.

Fatty Zuo said, "Old Third, never mind who she is; just return the item you were entrusted to keep for us. I have another favor to ask of you. If this goes well, women will be the least of your concerns—we’ll go out and reserve the whole place immediately." Afterwards, Fatty Zuo spun a yarn to Old Cui, claiming that they had recently snatched a wandering soul from under the nose of Lord Wang, causing a bit of a stir. He asked him to help set up an informant, so that if Lord Wang were to ever cross over into the realm of the living, they would be notified in advance.

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Fatty Luo’s sudden decision to raise the bid caught many in the room by surprise. They were all familiar with him; he was known as a lackey to the Divine King Luo, a man who always went with the flow and never offended anyone.

The problem lay with Ding Fei! It was Ding Fei who had played the pivotal role in both of Zhuo Leifeng’s traps. Yet, Jin Xiaochen and the others had been pondering one question: where did Ding Fei get the ability to consistently anticipate Zhuo Leifeng’s movements, allowing him to plan so far ahead?

In an instant, the entire Blood Soul Ridge was illuminated, a vast, blinding whiteness that forced Cang Lan, Wang Xin, and the Blood-Red Crow to shut their eyes.

Moreover, this time, Zhuo Leifeng did not intend to meet with Yokosora Misaki at the company; he needed to enter that villa once again.

Tian Hui took a step forward, tilted his head, and pointed a finger at his own temple, his tone laced with mockery.

Mo Fan nodded. Indeed, this had been his dream of cultivation, but later, upon learning that his entire family was a lineage of cultivators, that dream was officially shattered.

Dongfang Xue gazed at the sky filled with green leaves, suddenly realizing that it had been a long, long time since she had been this idle.

After a detailed investigation, Zhuo Leifeng discovered that the South Korean police had neither administered lie detector tests to Gao Xingshun and Park Yejin, nor had they investigated Gao Xingshun’s accounts and transaction history. This was highly improper.

No! One must remember that the Guanghan Palace was inhabited solely by the venerable Chang’e. She had no one to converse with in her daily life, and having reached the realm of an immortal, she was as eternal as the heavens themselves—as long as she didn't court disaster, she was virtually incapable of dying.

The primitives were not stupid; having already eaten their fill, they naturally weren't about to continue wasting time on food.

Shen Kangping’s tone was filled with coaxing, and Gao Zishan found herself completely unable to resist. She took the phone Shen Kangping handed her, entered her number, and remained dazed for a long time. Wang Zhangyu despised his behavior, but Shen Kangping didn't care; as long as he achieved his goal, the methods didn't matter.

"Are you two satisfied now? We are sitting in the same canoe; the moment a storm hits, we are at risk of capsizing." At this moment, Zhi Rou was filled with a sense of helplessness.

A chill touched his neck as a dagger pressed against his skin, slick with the blood already staining the blade. Bai Qianli rolled his eyes back, on the verge of fainting.

Having exchanged numbers, Liu Yishan flew in a roundabout route to Qingyun City after getting in touch with Ye Pingyu.

Yet, whenever trouble arose, Hong Yan was still the first person he thought of. When he returned home, he was sullen and reticent. Upon her repeated questioning, he revealed the cause, but regarding the great affairs of the imperial court, she had no immediate solution.

"Abominable outsider, do you think I’m afraid of you?" Jing Yun let out a roar as he stomped his feet, causing cracks to appear in the surrounding void.

Lu Zi drove the car slowly past. Han Weihua and Wang Shiying both rolled down their windows, reached out, and fired at the plainclothes officers.

The work ethic of the Japanese soldiers was nothing if not disciplined; no sooner had they stepped off the vehicle than they began working in unison, chanting rhythmic labor songs.

"Just a little token of my appreciation. Uncle Zhang has been so busy at my place for such a long time; as a younger generation, I should have come to visit you long ago." After entering the house, Han Tao placed the goods he had bought from the supply and marketing cooperative onto the heated brick bed, speaking with a cheerful smile.

The Dragon Breath Pauldrons were suitable for him, while the Sand Dragon Blade suited Huayin. One for each, it worked out perfectly.

After eliminating the traitors and spies within the Council of Elders, Huang Meng sent a telepathic message to the remaining elders, as they were all loyal to the clan.