Chapter 091: Get Out!

The restroom was empty, save for the open window through which a gentle breeze drifted in. Wen Ni shrugged helplessly and said, “I already told you; you insisted on coming in to see for yourself. Let’s be honest: not only am I devoted to Zhou Mingfan, but even if I did want to have an affair, would I be so brazen as to do it openly in my own bedroom?”

Min Xianshu glared at Wen Ni with resentment. “So you do want to cheat!”

“Yes, yes, as our director instructed. We’ll take you to Dalian Bay right away,” Ma San said as he ushered Wang He into the Hummer.

The New Year’s Eve dinner passed in warmth and harmony. However, as Ling Tian sat at the main hall’s entrance, watching his junior brothers and sisters set off fireworks, he quietly took out the letter and began to read.

Afterwards, we divided up the cars and the people. Zhou Jianglin, a skilled driver, naturally took one car, with me, Jiang Liang, and Li Yutong as his passengers, along with Old Wei. The other car was driven by Chen Yu and was packed with other members of the Nine Blood Wolves. A Lian had nowhere to sit and so squeezed in with us.

In other words, his body had been suffering from inner turmoil for quite some time now. To eradicate it completely would be impossible in just one or two attempts.

The divine beast Yamei Butterfly soared in the air, casting a cold gaze over all living beings. How could mortals ever hope to look upon the ancient Four Divine Beasts?

“Qin Feng, you—you actually dared to hit me?!” Zhu Jiahao was stunned by the surreal scene, staring at me in terror and cursing furiously.

Wang Ming was not only a gambler but also an addict, a man completely without limits, devoid of humanity.

Jiang Liushi nodded. With Ran Xiyu constantly monitoring Jiang Zhuying’s mental fluctuations and Li Yuxin’s healing abilities, his sister should be safe.

“Heh… so you finally couldn’t hold back?” Yang Yiyun muttered to himself, showing no regard for the eight Da Luo cultivators.

After driving away the three Celestial Inspectors, the Immortal of Qin, growing bolder, commanded his Grand Saint disciples—including Li Cunxiao and Xue Rengui—to use their might to seize control of the entire Qingyu Lake region, ensuring the navy had absolute advantage to storm the water stronghold.

Yet this change brought no joy to the followers of the Demon Sect, for Lu Xin sat cross-legged in the void, the nine-colored lotus above his head slowly revolving. Its nine beams of light seemed like cords of annihilation, binding him tightly. An overwhelming divine force radiated from the lotus.

For example, refining Nangong Xiaolong into a Grand Saint Battle Puppet—an undying, fearless Grand Saint—would pose a headache for any being below a deity. Thus, the Immortal of Qin had to capture Nangong Xiaolong alive; death was not an option.

“But you say Li Zisheng knows about the Salt Gang’s goods, and Ling’er even left the evidence with him? Tell your sister exactly what happened,” Yan Hong said, showing no true anger toward her sister. Even though she’d caused trouble, Yan Hong merely chided her briefly before turning to other matters.

“I feel the same! Just thinking about the Einzbern family’s demise makes me sick! Illya’s fate was even worse! Damn that cosmic villain—give me back my Shining Husband!” Furious fans began to clamor; wherever that cosmic villain’s manga appeared, curses followed.

These beast materials all came from high-quality second- and third-tier monsters, with a large portion being of exceptional grade.

The old man narrowed his eyes, gazing at the sea of trees and mountains below the cliff. The wrinkles on his face seemed to deepen, yet suddenly, he smiled.

KP’s voice grated on Yu Yi’s ears. Though he could barely make out the words, the noise was even more of a nuisance.

Hearing the old farmer’s words, Lu Xin suddenly smiled. Gazing far into the horizon, he finally understood—he had returned to where it all began.

Just then, Dongfang Yuping had finished chopping down a tree. Looking up, he noticed a dark eyeball peering from a distant section of the wall, quietly watching him.