Chapter 28 The Treasure Suppression Merchant’s Heroine Gu
I double-checked to make sure it wasn’t an illusion, and my whole being exploded with shock. He had gone to negotiate with the client who had commissioned Nameng Hall to find the mink spirit, so how could he have died so suddenly?!
Who did this?!
At that moment, my mind was utterly blank, and I collapsed onto the ground. When I finally regained my composure, the first call I made was to Fatty Zuo, but his phone was switched off. The second call—I dialed the police.
In a daze...
Looking at the two sweaters again, Megumi Kato seemed a little troubled. Then she blinked, casting a glance at Xia You for advice.
Those people exchanged looks, not daring to relax, yet not daring to act either. The commotion inside was so loud, and yet no one came in from outside; most likely, their companions had already been dealt with by Lu Tangtang or Ji Yanmo’s people.
However, even though it was subtle, Prajna could still understand, so his face flushed several shades deeper.
At the bottom of the large lunchbox was a layer of plump, white rice, topped with several pieces of sizzling, golden roasted meat—fat and lean interlaced—sprinkled with cumin and other fragrant spices.
Yun Huan had grown old along with Lu Qing; it was a mark of time that could not be erased. Thanks to the cleansing and strengthening elixirs Yun Chi had provided over the years, the two elders, even at ninety, remained spirited and vigorous. Yet, looking at their hair now completely white, Yun Chi knew they had at most ten years left.
He hadn’t finished speaking when Ruan Meng suddenly looked up, rose on tiptoe, cupped his cheeks in both hands, and pressed her lips to his.
“Don’t we have any agency at all?” Li Lin asked. If they always followed orders from above, it would never be as convenient as acting independently, and he would certainly feel constrained.
“Madam, do you have any concerns? Please share them. Every year, I treat tens of thousands of cancer patients! Tell me, and let’s see if I can help ease your worries.” The old doctor smiled, his demeanor gentle and approachable.
“Then I must trouble Uncle Qin,” Leng Ziyue said with a radiant smile, leaving the others momentarily stunned.
Just then, the boatmen on the river began singing softly as they approached. The two said little, boarding straightaway, and during the winding journey learned from the boatman about the battle at Tongguan.
Because, looking at the long history of human evolution, there is a considerable correlation between shifts in thinking and changes in the body. In ancient times, the density of brain cells in humans was very low and sparse, so people of those eras exhibited a kind of point-based thinking.
“Why would she want to sever ties with the ‘Winslow’ family? What happened within the Winslows?” These questions spun ceaselessly in Allen’s mind, and he very much wanted to ask her directly.
No one knew how this photograph had been leaked; people only believed the “facts” their eyes saw. Whether those facts were the truth, people often equate fact with truth. But sometimes, what people see as fact is merely what they think, or want, to see—it is not always the truth.
All the wealth was transported elsewhere, split and carried by the branches. Not long after, the branches discovered something unusual. As Huo Ziyin walked in, she found every place was different, and in front of her lay seven or eight passageways.
Zhu Haiwang and his companion glared at Shi Guang, then turned and flew away. The Lion King’s gaze was full of challenge, but it only fueled their wrath. They lived for the Tenth Lord; dignity was irrelevant.
The peril of cultivation was evident. It was solely because the trace of soul blood in the Gu family’s grand array had been attacked.
Aqin looked at Huo Ziyin with growing apprehension; at dawn, the other ladies had relied directly on spiritual or inner strength to sustain themselves, which made her uneasy just watching.
The four worked in the town’s electrical office, so of course they knew Big-head Qian’s reputation for stinginess. Even when buying a cup of milk tea for ten yuan, he’d insist on getting nine yuan worth of goods in return.