Chapter 103: Does the Lawyer Brother Know His Girlfriend Came Here?

After Liang Liang finished speaking, Song Mi felt another surge of excitement.

Sure enough, good news really did come in clusters!

First, Fu Sisi had finally been unable to restrain herself because of the younger man. Then she learned that Qiao Yudong had actually woken up long ago and had just received Qiao Weiwei, who had sneaked out. Now Liang Liang had brought more good news.

She had followed one of the staff members from the detention center where Feng Jue was being held to a bar on Lakeside Road.

......

Su Yile shook her head. “Because I work at his company. Since you wouldn’t let me come in here, I had to find another way to get close to you.” She hurriedly put on a wronged expression.

“Someone tell me—who drew this portrait of me?” A familiar voice rang out. Holding up a wanted poster, Jun Zhi asked, “Could you have made me look any uglier?”

It was not that she was clever. It was just that... well, a cookie this ugly obviously could not have been store-bought.

It was too dark outside now. The courtyard had not been paved with cement; it was all dirt, with numerous uneven patches and potholes. She did not dare go out carelessly, afraid that she might fall and hurt the child in her belly.

Lu Mingxuan had never imagined that, even in this peaceful era, there could still be such utterly deranged people. Whoever had established this organization was beyond forgiveness.

How could he possibly have noticed the weariness concealed beneath Ye Qingluo’s languid, carefree manner?

The words of refusal fell upon her ears once more. Zhen Yao trembled all over, and she could no longer suppress the aching in her eyes. Scalding tears slid down her cheeks before she even realized it. Heartbroken, she said, “What good is a noble birth? In the end, I am nothing more than a ruined woman!” Her frail body swayed as though it might collapse at any moment, while her eyes were filled with a gray, deathly emptiness.

He wore a dark-gray, custom-tailored suit. His jet-black hair was combed entirely back from his face, revealing a full, smooth forehead and making his exquisite, handsome features appear even more striking. His beautiful, seductive eyes held a trace of languid, icy light.

Back in the Sacred Realm, they had been driven into desperate straits by the Water Sacred Spirit, the Fire Sacred Spirit, and the Ice Sacred Spirit. Now that their enemy had appeared before them once more, they naturally would not let it escape.

As Luo Yi read the investigation report, he could not help feeling that Song Chengyi had suffered a terrible injustice. So many misunderstandings and regrets in this world were caused by one coincidence after another—not to mention that Song Chengyi’s family had joined forces with Zhao Siqiu to carefully plot against both Song Chengyi and Luo Qingyan.

Because of the negative publicity some time ago, compounded by the company losing all of its veteran stars, many of its former partners had abandoned Pegasus one after another.

“Then we’ll be going first.” Gao Yuntian waved a hand, unwilling to continue arguing over the matter.

This showed just how powerful that squad of armored warriors was. They had actually been able to force these human demons back directly, driving them to the point of self-detonation.

When Song Ming and Shangguan Long entered, the others immediately fell silent. Their conversation ceased, and every gaze turned toward the two men.

As soon as he finished speaking, demonic power surged within Song Ming. At a single thought, the Sword of Domain suddenly shot into the air. A flash of cold light swept past, and Ouyang Xu’s palm was severed cleanly from his wrist. A moment later, blood gushed forth, and Ouyang Xu let out a shriek like a slaughtered pig.

“You are being completely unreasonable! On what grounds do you seize command and injure my subordinate? If you do not give me an explanation today, you will never be able to start this interstellar spacecraft!” Ji Ruxiu was stubborn by nature and flatly refused to hand her authority over to Song Ming.

Several thousand inner- and outer-sect disciples stood present, along with dozens of peak masters at the Battle Venerable level, dozens of elders at the same level, the sect master, the vice sect master, and several unfathomably powerful old men. The Violet Cloud Sect’s welcoming procession was so imposing that the disciples of the Western Prefecture’s Inner Palace found themselves unable to recover for a while.

“Chrysanthemum face?” Chen Zhan looked puzzled at first. Then he remembered how, when he had captured Vice Dean Liu, the man had covered his face tightly, only to reveal a chrysanthemum-like face once the covering was removed. At once, everything became clear.