Chapter 26: Such Matters Were Hardly His Forte

Half an hour later, the car pulled up in front of a restaurant. Just as Jiang Shiyi was about to step out, she saw Huo Yixun take a box from his pocket. It was a red velvet jewelry box from a very prestigious luxury brand.

"I asked one of the female officers in our unit, and she said a wedding must have a ring."

As the box opened, Jiang Shiyi was startled. It was a classic diamond ring from a foreign luxury label, featuring a platinum band set with a round diamond.

"This is none of your concern." Yan Jicheng’s single claw hovered before him, lightning coalescing within his hollow grip; the very air around him seemed to tear under the arcs of electricity. With his other claw, he held Qiu Jihan firmly against his shoulder and charged forward in an instant.

"I’ve noticed your courage has been growing quite a bit lately," Gao Fei said, leering at An Xin.

"The review will likely take a few more days. As for this note, I will arrange for it to be delivered immediately," Yan Hengfeng said.

Inside a private room at the Red Dust Inn, Nangong Bai looked grimly at the spoils of war that Lei Xiao and his four companions had brought back. The group held their breath, fearing that their commander might be so furious he was about to lose his temper.

A dark, grayish parasitic entity, resembling rotting flesh, writhed incessantly, spreading from Tang Yun’s back. It slowly coiled around his body, finally enveloping even his face.

Yun Yan nodded toward me, offering gentle words of persuasion. Finally, my anxiety completely subsided.

Glancing at what Tang Yun had handed him, Yao Jingtian let go of Lüzi’s hand. He gently pushed it back, pulling Tang Yun’s six-pupil mask from his embrace instead.

Before Mo Fan could finish speaking, the Heavenly Demon beside him burst into laughter, speaking with utter disdain.

"Zengming, I don’t think you should take this lightly. If that man surnamed Ling is truly determined to make an example of you, I’m afraid this will be very difficult to handle," Gu Zhiqiang said with a gloomy expression.

Qin Hao was truly insane to provoke two invincible beasts. Such an action would likely lead to everyone in the hall being wiped out by the creatures.

Given the urgency of the situation at the border, Yun Yuyuan first sent Meng Zhibai ahead. As for Murong Yaocheng, he would accompany Mo Fu to stay at the Zhuzhu Qiyuan Pavilion.

Regarding the river works, there was plenty of room to manipulate the funds allocated by the Ministry of Revenue. The Fourth Prince kept a large number of loyal assassins; to seize the throne, he spent money lavishly everywhere. Because the Liu Duke’s mansion in Min had been drained of its assets and the mines of the Bai family in Longnan had collapsed, the cash-strapped Fourth Prince had likely tampered significantly with the river construction funds.

The second thought that crossed her mind was: No, no, Li Yuhui, be rational. Giving yourself away completely just because of a man’s sweet words would be too foolish.

Tonight, the moon was bright, the breeze was gentle, and the stars were scattered across the sky. The faint, elusive scent of flowers drifted from afar, creating a sense of total tranquility.

Feeling a chill against her neck, she looked at the person before her. His face was stern, and the expression in his eyes was inscrutable. She felt an inexplicable sense of distress, but she gathered her focus and forced herself to remain calm.

He looked up at Zeyan inside the barrier. His pale complexion had returned to normal, so he must be fine. In contrast, the Nine-Heaven Profound Dragon’s aura was growing weaker and weaker. Logically, the matter should have been resolved—why hadn’t he emerged yet?

In that moment, what he couldn't bring himself to believe was that he had lost to Qian Yue again. The one Feiyue Liuyun was waiting for was Qian Yue. He didn't know what had happened over these past thousand years that had caused Feiyue Liuyun to become entangled with Qian Yue once more. She had once risked her life to save him, yet now, did she not remember him at all?

Liu Ziyue didn't mind; she stirred her tea, watching the tea leaves with their delicate, skirt-like edges rise and fall in the bowl.

It took only the time it takes to drink a cup of tea for Yun Yuyuan to agree to the Dragon King’s request, though he added one extra condition.