Chapter 34: The Indifferent Shuangming

Shi Chuchu clutched the black silk eye mask in her hand, her clear, dark eyes widening in shock. Before her stood a man with frosty white hair and pale skin, exuding an ethereal aura. His usually icy, snow-like violet eyes were now slightly widened. Shi Chuchu never imagined that the one who captured her was Frost Ming. Clearly, Frost Ming had shown no unusual reaction beforehand…

Instinctively, she retreated, using both hands and feet to shrink into the corner of the bed, pulling the blanket over herself as she trembled.

Yan Jun and Jin Shunying exchanged glances, both suppressing the shock in their hearts. “Is there a chance to resolve my father’s matter?” Yan Jun asked.

At this moment, Su Nuan could not conceal her emotions. All her inner changes and feelings were reflected clearly on her face. Yan Jun noticed Su Nuan’s gaze gradually shifting from initial awkwardness to clarity and serenity. Leng Ye let out a heavy sigh.

“Then, do you regret it?” Leng Ye asked, his deep eyes fixed on Su Nuan’s face.

Feng Qian nodded after hearing this. If he wasn’t mistaken, Wang Yong and the others must have placed a secondary tracking talisman on Tang Zilian, which was why even the sub-talismans of the secondary tracking talisman could not be found on her.

“Not afraid,” Nangong Luojing said after much thought, finally suppressing his true feelings and speaking slowly.

It was a night of heavy snowfall; the palace was lit with soft lights, illuminating the swirling snowflakes that painted a picturesque scene. Yet, only he hated the snow that fell endlessly.

The other two were clearly more agile. At the sound of the gunshot, they accurately pinpointed its direction, firing back while simultaneously rolling aside to take cover behind another safety barrier.

Fortunately, countless swamp turtles had been killed, and those who escaped—perhaps fearing Feng Qian and Yuan Yuan—did not return to the area around the green giant rock for three hours, as if they had vanished completely.

Night after night since she arrived at Xiling, he would go to Jingyuan, where she waited, where her softness and charm embraced him.

Li Yuanfei scanned the crowd, not only noticing the people present but also the hidden spirits beside them—various kinds of spirits, including common pets like birds and beasts, as well as rarer kinds like insects and reptiles.

“You left all the money at the Chu family’s place. How can you do business without keeping some reserve? Besides, you still need to live.” In truth, Yu Ziyan felt that five million was too little.

Chu Qinghao wanted to say, “I don’t mind if you’re weak; be my spirit beast,” but he remained silent, standing aside.

Seeing that the three had now become first-level Immortal Emperors, Lan Fengyang couldn’t help but marvel; this family was beyond his comparison.

The two left together, finding Huzi already waiting outside. After warming up with Gu Qianlian, the three ran together toward the main street.

“Dad, you just woke up. You should rest well,” Chu Daijun said, not wanting his father to worry and affect his health.

Listening to Chu Feng, this was not a joke but a nerve-wracking and awkward situation, somewhat alleviated. Facing off against the Golden Demon, even though it was dead, it still felt lively. Plus, having so many like-minded brothers and friends embarking together, loneliness was never a concern.

If the negotiations collapsed, the first to suffer would be Xu Guohua, who liaised with the senior management of Guqing High-Tech. Then, most people in Longkang County, unaware of the truth, would undoubtedly blame Xu Guohua for the conflict.

Though the cave was pitch black, Ye Feng carried fire starters. However, fearing that the light would attract the Ice Wind Granny’s attention outside, the two had to proceed in darkness. Fortunately, both were cultivators with extraordinary vision in the dark, able to move forward despite the blackness.