Chapter 146: Zhou Jingyi, You’re Following Me

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Wen Ni understood the deputy director’s meaning immediately. She hurriedly apologized, saying, “Deputy Director, I know that acting on my own without consulting you was selfish and has caused trouble for you all. It’s just that I needed the exposure. I’m the one who dragged you into this.”

The deputy director smiled gently.

He spoke softly, “It’s not that serious. Many people have messaged us privately. Some want you to rectify your mother’s mistakes, while others refuse outright. They say your mother is not an inheritor of the intangible cultural heritage and failed, and you have yet to become one yourself. They question that you are even more impatient than your mother, eager to make a name for yourself, accusing you of trying to use the silk dragon robe to amass wealth...”

“I’ll go tell the juniors!” Without waiting for Fang Li’s response, he dashed outside. If Fang Li had second thoughts, it would be a big loss.

By noon, Lin Feng had already asked the teacher responsible for the school website to upload the test papers he prepared, though viewing permissions had not yet been granted.

Ye Qingli pleaded compassionately on behalf of the two guards and other servants, and also asked a puzzled question.

He glanced at the person beside him and gave an apologetic smile. It was just mealtime, and this gentleman had finally invited the deity for a meal. They had just entered the private room and hadn’t even started discussing anything when the phone rang.

Chen Yuchen took the initiative, wielding the Dragon Staff with fierce momentum. With a sudden roar, the long staff struck the open jaw of the Azure Python. With a loud ‘ping,’ a tooth fell from the python’s mouth.

“No, no, Lanlan, I—I haven’t forgotten. I remember everything. I’ll try my best to do it when the time comes.” Fang Jiren replied nervously and awkwardly.

Hearing the old master’s tone speaking to Lin Feng, Lin Chuanzhi couldn’t bear it any longer. He glared at Lin Feng with a dark face, seemingly expressing his dissatisfaction and reminding Lin Feng to be serious and not always contradict the old master. After all, he was still a descendant of the Lin family.

Unwilling to leave? Only a fool wouldn’t want to leave! Shedding the shadow’s identity, starting anew, and seeing the world from a fresh perspective—that alone was thrilling beyond measure.

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At this moment, although Sikong Tu was on the brink of death, his eyes shone brightly, and his mind was remarkably clear, yet his gaze was devoid of any emotion, as if observing this world from another realm.

The old woman was instantly thrown backward, tumbling humiliatingly, screaming miserably and cursing incessantly.

Mace was still dressed in the formal attire he wore when he left earlier, but it was now torn and ragged, revealing large patches of bare skin. His exposed muscles bore many bruises and contusions.

This explanation was something Ling Yun had read in a cultivation world scripture, though he had never witnessed it firsthand. He knew it was true but was unaware of the exact timing.

At this moment, an old man sat in the main seat, dressed in a long robe, with gray whiskers and sharp eyes gleaming, looking in this direction.

Before he could finish speaking, Nalan turned his head, his eyes blazing like fire, glaring at Robin, causing Robin to choke on the latter half of his words.

“Qin Ming, send someone to gather all the staff of the Mercenary Guild in the square. Today marks the most grand occasion since our Mercenary Guild was established—a milestone worth celebrating.” Old Qin said to an elderly man in a blue robe behind him.

The third encounter between the two became Chen Jiangkui’s true nightmare. The Battle of Yunmeng Mountain saw Ling Yun slay countless Blood Clan viscounts and counts, and also kill Chen Jiangkui’s elder brother, Chen Jianke, who had reached the eighth level of innate cultivation. Furthermore, Chen Jiangkui was captured alive by Ling Yun, who successfully rescued Cao Shanshan.

“Fox Enchantress and Jiao Tie, we pay respects to the Venerable.” Both inspectors bowed deeply to Diao Zijie.

After descending the stairs and leaving the inpatient department, Gao Jue went to the parking lot to retrieve his car and immediately drove toward the Municipal Committee.

Upon hearing this, Wei Yan’s heart sank immensely. Those words were mere politeness when he spoke with Zhu Er; he hadn’t expected Zhu Er to take them seriously.

The Tempting Angel Irene and the Terrifying Angel Fear also swiftly appeared behind the Fallen Angel Lucifer. Previously, the two had been monitoring the Fallen Angel clan’s assault elsewhere to prevent excessive casualties.

Li Haonan’s eyelashes were long and dense, and when his eyes were slightly lowered, they concealed the depth of his gaze, leaving others unable to discern his expression.

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Under such a fierce impact, the blade did not suffer even the slightest damage, which alone testified to its extraordinary quality. It was known that the meteorite metal forged by Liang Dong had been deeply cut by a single strike; this clearly demonstrated how exceptional the blade’s material truly was.

“Thank you, senior. This is exactly what I wanted—to take revenge with my own hands. There’s no point in using others.”

“This guy intends to take Zhang Yao to a less crowded place, right?” Since there was surveillance around the Ministry of National Defense, Lu Feiyang could only observe from a distance.

“But what’s going on here?” Zhang Yao smiled as she looked at Lu Feiyang’s troubled expression, then glanced at the device in her hand and asked.

Who would dare oppose Liang Dong upon learning of his strength? That would be courting death. However, they were somewhat anxious about what demands Liang Dong might make upon breaking through to a new cultivation realm, which in their eyes was paramount. Yet, what could be more precious than such a breakthrough?

“Wait!” Liang Hua had to call a halt to Wuhua’s advance. Losing to Wuhua was not terrifying; what was terrifying was if the Liangshan Martial Arts Guild became the only guild in the capital unwilling to accept a challenge—that would be a huge embarrassment.

“Gangsha Light Breeze,” the name of the hand seal used by the seal master. Just as its name suggests, it was a gentle wind but possessed terrifying power. This was not an ordinary breeze but a gale formed by highly condensed energy, capable of effortlessly corroding metal and bone. Its offensive strength was overwhelmingly formidable.

He kept his head low, afraid that raising it would ignite his wrath and cause a direct confrontation with the Azure Emperor.

With that said, the other party had already hung up. Zhan Bai drew a breath, tossed aside his phone, and suddenly pressed down hard on the accelerator. Ximen Jinlian was caught completely off guard, involuntarily leaning back and crashing heavily into the chair.