Chapter 150: Zhou Jingyi Is Your Nemesis

On the other side.

On her way back, Wen Ni received a call from the deputy curator.

Jiang Shaozhang quickly turned the car around.

He headed toward the museum.

In the deputy curator’s office, Wen Ni also met the museum director.

An elderly man with graying hair.

His surname was Jin.

Director Jin.

Wen Ni did not recognize him.

After the deputy curator finished the introductions, Wen Ni hurriedly shook hands with Director Jin.

Director Jin pointed at Wen Ni.

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“What proof?” Yuan Si was curious. It was understandable if someone had seen them together, but there was actual evidence.

Yuan Si immediately pulled out various meats from her space. Two large pots were put to use—one for stewing, the other for frying. She also took out a stainless steel barrel used for marinating meat and tossed in the prepared bear meat to start the braising.

In other words, at this moment, the wooden figure was considered a new whole. Aside from its material still being Spirit-Devouring Wood, it no longer had much connection to Lu Yin.

When the spring floods and autumn torrents arrived, many brave eunuchs braved the wind and rain to live on the riverbank, sharing food and shelter with the common people. For them, whether beheaded or drowned, the outcome was the same; the former might even earn some honor.

The commotion startled the palace attendants stationed nearby by their lords. They panicked and rushed over to help.

Qin Zheng understood and thought, “No wonder they look so alike. But some things are indeed different, like their expressions and eyes.” As he pondered, he recalled the gaze he shared with Fu Ling that day. Those eyes were clear and pure, radiating innocence and kindness, shining with a holy light.

At the founding of the World Government, it was precisely because of admiration for this person that the supreme ruler was called the “Heavenly Emperor.” They sought to emulate the ancients, believing they could change the world by their own power.

“Nothing can bring me down!” Qin Zheng roared furiously, pounding the thick iron bars. The cell echoed with his strikes.

Yuan Si looked at the old lady speechlessly. How was she so unreasonable? Yesterday, feeling sorry for her, she said she was suffering outside; today, no longer pitying her, she said she was enjoying herself. Truly, whichever way you put it, it made sense.

Though not very clear, Wen Nuan also sensed a faint smile in his eyes.

“Master, this is a transformation technique passed down by the nine-tailed fox spirit Ling’er of the Smoke and Dust Tribe. Only those at the Historical Transmission stage can learn it, and battle power drops by at least four levels after transformation.” Jun Shan, despite sporting a pair of horns, looked much more pleasant than his original form—no longer resembling a mountain of flesh.

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“Father is complaining that I don’t come to see you every day?” Zhao Qingrui laughed, not offended.

A van pulled in; someone got into an SUV and gestured wildly inside before falling still.

The owner of the photo booth nearby had just overheard every word of the conversation between Su Ran and Gong Qing.

Before Wen Shu left, she kept staring at her phone. When she saw Jiang Yan calling, she was so startled she nearly dropped it.

How was Zhao Tianchen slain by Wang Hao? Everyone was filled with questions. Now that Xin Zai, Chu Fengyun, and Chu Chaoge had arrived, how would Wang Hao face them?

When she said this, she did not avoid Bai Ziyue, who was quietly seated not far away on the sofa.

The once bustling commercial street, filled with tourists coming and going, was now deserted. Only a few locals hurried along the street.

Leaping into the air, Xing Zeyuan considered how to fight. Continuing like this would not do, but suddenly Mu Jieliang appeared above him. His fists clenched together like a hammer, striking down toward Xing Zeyuan.

Injured in the shoulder, Xing Zeyuan crashed into the sea. The demonic wings on his back trailed like a comet’s tail.

“I feel the same.” Xiao He nodded. He and Cao Can had both been promoted from Pei County. They had been superior and subordinate before, now colleagues and fellow townsmen. They often helped each other in court and had grown closer than ever.