Chapter 64

As he approached a street corner, he heard a commotion coming from the other side, which made him halt in his tracks.

However, her inability to accept Curtis was partly due to being forced, but the primary reason was her lack of understanding and trust in him. But Molly and Carl had known each other for so many years; why hadn't she accepted him all those years, yet did so over these past few days?

He vividly remembered that when the Madam was still in the capital, she would always mutter to the older maids around her that the Second Young Master wore a perpetually stern and icy expression. Once he started a family, that demeanor of his would likely freeze Lord Xie's daughter.

"The Emperor! He is clearly making a mountain out of a molehill!" The Empress Dowager, in a fit of rage, smashed the teacup beside her onto the floor.

How to plan the layout, how to make a clean getaway, and what the interior of the General's Quarters looked like were all taught to him by Jin Yueming. Following their agreed-upon scheme, he sneaked into the second floor, poisoned General Black Feather, hid a clean set of clothes inside the artificial rock cave to change into after the murder, and thus made his escape.

Elder Zhao was very satisfied with today's examination. At least his third son, who had placed second in the imperial examinations, lacked Zhao Xihou's capability. The boy was clever, but he still needed proper guidance. He seemed to foresee a scene a dozen years later: his grandson achieving the top score in the imperial examination and leading the newly minted scholars to pay homage to the Emperor.

Spread out before them was a densely annotated map. Miaomiao felt an itch of curiosity and desperately wanted to lean in for a closer look, but the other person deliberately or inadvertently blocked her line of sight. Having no other choice, she obediently sat back down in the shade of the tree.

"We will be hitting the road in half an hour. Go down and help Zhao Li and the others prepare breakfast." Shangguan Yu fell silent for a moment, dropping the subject, and merely gave this instruction before leaning back against the couch and closing his eyes.

"No, I haven't." Shen Yanxiao nodded. Rhode was not a talkative man, and she herself did not like to draw too much attention. Aside from Donald and the other three, she had not told a single soul about Ye Qing.

About a quarter of an hour later, the sound of the explosion gradually subsided. Tang Lu'er stared blankly in that direction, a flicker of nameless worry rising in her heart—that Green Banana wouldn't have been blown to pieces, would she?

Qin Muchen gritted his teeth, released her with a sense of helplessness, and reached out to stroke her cheek, only to have his palm slapped away by Su Nian'an.

"Thank you." Li Feichang seemed somewhat surprised that Ye Ge would not be staying long-term in the Medicine King Valley, but instead felt a sudden warmth at Ye Ge's willingness to help fulfill another's wish. Yet, upon second thought, a wave of shame washed over him.

Cheng Yanzhong departed, leaving Cao Ruyan torn between joy and sorrow, uncertain how she should spend her days ahead.

"Crimson Lotus Scepter." Yun Guo recognized the dark gold weapon at a glance. In the early stages of the game in his past life, let alone dark gold gear, even gold gear was something he rarely used. He glanced at the attributes of the level 10 dark gold Crimson Lotus Scepter.

The iron chain pierced through the black cloth, suddenly expanding once more. The chains surged to double their size, and at that moment, the black cloth could no longer hold out, shattering into countless fragments.

Qiu Xuan had not slept all night. Having reached his level of cultivation, going a day or two without sleep had no effect on him whatsoever. Qiu Xuan had spent the entire previous night pondering matters regarding his future cultivation and how to guide those children in their training.

This meal was meant for a "family of three." Su Ruoyao and Jiahao ate with great enjoyment, chatting away, while Cheng Yanzhong was consistently left out in the cold. Feeling slightly jealous, he kept trying to insert himself into the conversation between these two newly reunited mother and son.

"Lord Mo, goodbye!" Luo Wusheng blew a flying kiss toward the room she had just exited.

Changyue Fengxue also wanted that staff, but the chances were obviously slim. Not to mention that her relationship with him was nothing special, the guild lacked any top-tier healer experts, leaving her with no choice but to watch helplessly while harboring deep disdain for Huowu Liulan in her heart.

Luo Wusheng, who had just been plunged into sorrow, suddenly turned her face and flashed a wicked smile at Zhuo Yue. "What do you say if I enchant you?" As she spoke, Luo Wusheng's pupils began to dilate, but instead of turning into the boundless black like Zhuo Yue's, they turned a brilliant gold.

"Did Master Song say anything?" Tianling unfolded the blueprint Qiao Mianzhi had brought back and asked aloud.

He divided the men into two groups. One group was sent to the local police station to investigate missing persons in the surrounding area. The other group took photographs of the deceased and went door-to-door in the vicinity to see if anyone recognized the victim.

Because the owner of that voice was precisely Huayue, and the voice she had just made sounded like a weeping plaint. Whenever he and Huayue engaged in that intimate act, Huayue always made that exact sound.

When Wang Lexin returned, Hao Huan immediately dropped a hint. Glancing into the bag, he saw one hamburger, two apple pies, and two cups of milk tea, which indicated that Wang Lexin had merely bought a single cup of milk tea for herself.

Right now, the roads of the Imperial City were completely under martial law. Once the tracks of Mad Blade and Burial Whip had been discovered, all the surrounding garrison troops and law enforcement squads had already rushed over to encircle and suppress them.

Having said that, Wu Xuanji no longer wished to stay here a moment longer and bolted away in a flash, leaving behind a livid Mu Chuxue.

And so, the thirty-odd people scattered, standing along the edge of the teleportation platform, watching the stars—one, two, three—connect into lines.

Bai Ying had considered many possible consequences of Consort Jing knowing about this matter. She had even contemplated her own execution, yet she never expected the consort to be so calm and detached.

Huang Chang and Murong Bo had already completed ninety-nine percent of the preparatory work before Yue Guan swooped in to reap the benefits. How could he possibly interfere?

I originally wanted to get a warm towel to help sober Zhang Li up, but Lin Zhicheng refused to let me do it. With a sullen face throughout, he roughly fussed over Zhang Li himself before dragging me away.

His Yang spirit possessed the divine abilities of "foreknowledge" and "flawlessly avoiding misfortune and seeking good fortune." Once the event was triggered, these abilities automatically activated, and he sensed the "malice" emanating from Thunder City.