Volume 1, Chapter 32: He Forgot the Sweet Nothings He Once Whispered

“Madam Huang, please.” Li Qigong slightly bowed and raised his hand to gesture for the county magistrate’s wife to precede him, his demeanor courteous and refined.

Yet, his entire body was wrapped in thick, dark iron chains, which occasionally flickered with a red glow like the eyes of a primeval beast, unmistakably revealing the extraordinary nature of these chains.

After a full hour and a half, Eunuch Fang and Ji Xuelian finally ceased their questioning and whispered among themselves. During this time, the newly appointed assistant magistrate of Xicang acted as the clerk, while Dong Chen busily recorded five pages of notes, which he then handed over to his companions for review.

She wiped the cold sweat from her forehead, the memory of the earlier dream still sending chills down her spine.

“Do any of you know who these White Lotus Bandits really are?” Zhong Nan asked again.

Yue Yao’s expression shifted, and she casually replied, “How do you know about this?” Only after speaking did she realize she had fallen into Zhang Yuan’s trap once more. She fell silent, but the look in her eyes was pure hatred.

Entering the tiger’s den, wandering the snowy caverns, navigating the confusing paths, seeking the tiger’s lair—these eighteen characters encapsulate the journey through the Cold Tiger Pond.

In the eyes of the public, Yin Yi’s singing talent was considered inferior to Ding Yilin’s; the comparison of their abilities was clear to all.

“The Spirit Clan truly is ruthless. No wonder the five main tribes are intent on subduing and eradicating them,” muttered Situ Hao, shivering.

“One hundred million gold? Bald monk, have you lost your mind? But what exactly are you all up to?” Chen Dajun was utterly baffled.

Then, the Tianshan Child Elder seized Ye Qing’s hand, stroking the sect leader’s finger ring as if caressing a beloved lover. Tears of relief streamed down the Child Elder’s face.

Her willingness to bring Rong Nancheng back signified that she was fully prepared. No matter what challenges lay ahead, she would stand by her choice—no turning back, only moving forward.

Mentioning Fu Jingsi, Ji Rou’s mind drifted back to the morning’s office incident, leaving her suddenly agitated.

Hearing a child’s cry was like thousands of ants crawling all over her body; she wished she could rush to the child’s side immediately to see what was wrong.

The Huo family boasted several generations of deep-rooted prestige, their wealth dazzling and opulent. After settling in the living room, Zhong Xin went to change clothes while servants brought tea and snacks.

“Yes, it’s just you and me who care about the mastermind behind this. Since you didn’t act, it must have been your father’s arrangement. When I first met your father in the capital, I knew he doted on you. I must learn from that,” Gu Qin’s voice dropped low and steady, sounding like a faint echo in the ear.

That was two years ago. Xu Rongfei had only a faint impression of it but had not forgotten entirely.

It was Cheng Jinyan. Her body stiffened for only a moment. If this dock truly fell under Cheng Jinyan’s domain, his presence here was unsurprising.

They flipped through channels repeatedly, finally settling on a variety show—something lighthearted.

Jiang Guangguang felt a dull pain in his chest, utterly confused, not knowing where to turn next.

I hadn’t seen Qi Shan for several days, but I was certain she was happy now—though sadly, that happiness would last only until noon tomorrow at best.

“Rest assured, when there are many people, naturally there are many strategies,” Ye Qingfeng said without hesitation, addressing the man in the blue robe directly. “If you want to attack, go ahead.”

I slowly approached Song Jiayin, each step feeling like knives carving into the soles of my feet, causing them to bleed and lose all strength.

At that moment, Ye Qingfeng frowned, and everyone held their breath, watching his next move. Unexpectedly, he merely furrowed his brows slightly before swiftly shielding the young master behind him.

Second Uncle arranged for Yu Ge to prepare for tomorrow afternoon. He would personally come to settle accounts, and some clients would be present to make the scene more convincing.

Wang Weiguo told me that the person assigned to protect me would wear a wolf fang pendant around his neck.

The grand gate of the Governor’s Mansion remained closed, but Luke kicked it open with one powerful strike. To him, this dilapidated iron gate was utterly useless—ugly and weak, it had no reason to exist.

Because his father’s main business was not trade but eliminating threats to the Xia family, even killing when necessary. Yet, the Xia family sought to expand their territory, and every heir used various means to enlarge the domain, this investment being part of that strategy.

Luke’s lips twitched. Did this guy really think he could sway me just because of that pitiful chest?

One of the vehicles chasing them was blown up immediately. The other two retaliated. Left Spider returned to the car silently, started the engine, and then opened the window to fire at the driver of the remaining vehicle. A volley of bullets turned the driver’s seat into a sieve.

After speaking, she immediately grasped the Fengwu Sword and began searching for someone. But the square was small; a glance around revealed every corner.

Elsewhere, a man in the forest watched the cars speeding along the road. Seeing two vehicles racing past, he frowned at the license plates, then ran out of the woods, got into a parked Hyundai, accelerated, and followed while taking out his phone.

However, he felt Su Qian was too conspicuous, fearing unnecessary trouble. He taught her a martial technique that could conceal her cultivation level, urging her to practice it quickly.

At this moment, the players of Wolf Roams the World saw our involvement and witnessed me instantly slaying the Midnight Black Wolf with a single arrow. They knew I was a formidable expert; fighting me meant certain death. They were immediately intimidated, their combat effectiveness greatly diminished.

The immense disappointment in his heart turned to fury, and his wrath exploded onto the ghosts under Si Huoren’s command.

“Fine, you’ll follow behind me tomorrow. You and I will go together. When we get there, don’t say a word—just follow me. I want to see what he really means!” Yin Feng said, frowning deeply.