Chapter 56

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Han Kai did not expect Tian Ji to only attack without defending, reckless and desperate, willing to risk his life in the fight. In a moment of urgency, he quickly sheathed his sword and swiftly withdrew.
Yu Wushen sat meditating in the courtyard, remaining still for twelve hours straight. With no noise from the room, he did not disturb the quiet.
Zhong Qin held Luo Yun'er’s hand gently, urging her to say no more; this was not the time for explanations.
As for Han Yingying beside her, she hardly knew Su Anxi or Tan Zhenxuan; she had accompanied Hu Yang to the Imperial Garden simply to curry favor.
Not only Tang Ming but even the Shu Fu family could see that the bruises and contusions on Zhao Qiang’s face were likely connected to Wang Junjie.
“So, that young man must be the young master. We must find him!” Zhang Jiu declared.
Qin Qian had no time to ponder the resemblance of the black mist to someone else’s; she only gripped his hand tightly.
Hu Yang spoke calmly, his gaze steady on Han Yingying’s face, though his heart was full of guilt.
From the start, Hu Yang had no suspicion of Tan Zhenxuan, as he had no connection to Ye Yiyi.
The handsome man’s doubts lingered: Did you have a grudge against the old poison master or not? Unlike the Poison King, those who harbored hatred against the old poison master only got lucky once; next time, killing him was far from certain—once he was alert, the fatal flying needles would lose their effectiveness.
Xu Feiqiong interjected: “Hold on now. The world knows well of our countrymen’s boasting; countless tales abound behind closed doors. Sir, surely you don’t expect me to give up so easily?”
He was even certain that his opponent’s strength was far inferior to his own, because with such elusive skills, if not for a vast difference in power, a sudden lethal strike from close range would have already ended him.

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“Heh heh…” Xuanyuan Luo chuckled softly, the bloody scar between his brows looking less menacing.
This was a flaw compared to the life-and-death bond; in that bond, the death of one party only caused mental trauma to the other, turning them into a mindless husk rather than resulting in outright death.
For ten years, she had longed to see him again, to imagine what their reunion would be like, where it might take place. Yet when they finally met, her heart was filled with bitterness.
“Stay calm, stay calm. Bleeding and death cause great harm.” The more Gu Yu fantasized, the more his beastly blood boiled inside. As for Xiyan, her pure and sacred aura forbade any impure thoughts in this beast’s heart.
Facing the burly man ahead, Gu Yu dared not be careless. Until he discerned his opponent’s real strength, he chose stillness to counter movement. Against a stronger foe, Gu Yu could not afford any flaw. Neither moved, wary of revealing a weakness to be exploited.
Yu Xinyuan waved his hand, and the surrounding police officers withdrew. Only he and Jian Jun remained in the forensic room, allowing Song Kaishun space to fully release himself.
The ethereal, trace-less primordial energy had been transformed into visible, tangible spring water by a strange ancient formation? Liusuo could hardly fathom the depth of ancient wisdom or the heights of their cultivation.
With this in mind, Wang Peng and Huang Keming’s conversation largely revolved around work, especially the industrial development plans of Dongjiang.
She had filed for divorce multiple times: the first was rejected due to pregnancy; the second, rejected because she was nursing and unable to care for the child; the third, because she used the child as leverage.
Not long after, Feng Wuyi finally spotted a conspicuous white mansion below. His spirit surged, and he dove down swiftly. But upon reaching the mansion’s airspace, the scene before him struck terror into his heart.
Yet after Zhong Lixiao slapped him, he stared blankly at his palm. Though the black snake recluse’s face still burned painfully, he broke into a triumphant laugh once more.
When the dust settled and old matters resurfaced, no one could predict how Huiwen would face me.

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“If it’s of no value, you will bear all expenses yourself,” Editor-in-Chief Song added firmly.
At graduation, everyone believed that with Su Xi’s grades and ability, entering the provincial office or even the ministry was possible.
Lin Feng bowed slightly to the person before him and generously handed over some copper coins as travel expenses.
Zhao Yuming felt wronged. “You told me to find a place to stay and that you’d call me for dinner later. What kind of anger is this?”
Consort Niuhulu looked up in disbelief. She was innocent; the matter was not yet clear—why did the emperor not believe her?
Lin Feng, as usual, packed up the judge’s gavel and other items, balanced the accounts with the treasury, distributed tips, and headed to his lodging.
Suddenly, Shen Que’s silvery blood seeped from his wounds. Even his cheekbones bore the marks of battle.
“You bastard! This was a gift I gave your general—how dare you lay a hand on it! Slap!” Min Cailai said as she strode over and struck the soldier who had stopped in his tracks with a fierce slap.