Chapter Forty: Beyond Words

Yan Xuan was no fool; he could naturally guess that this woman was somehow connected to Zheng Weiwei, since the message that had brought him here had come from Zheng Weiwei’s phone.

“Where's Zheng Weiwei?” he asked.

“You seem quite concerned about that little girl,” the woman replied, rising to her feet.

Yan Xuan strained to look at her feet, because...

These scholars were accustomed to being respected; they had never been treated like this. They didn’t believe Gao Lan truly dared to kill someone in public.

Once they realized what was happening, the crowd scrambled to fight back, but they were no match for Zhang He, who slaughtered them in an instant.

“Brother Yunhao, do you think that person surnamed Sun will change for the better?” Xue Yinghong asked Li Yunhao cheerfully as they walked down the street.

But it wouldn’t do; the matter of dealing with the Jiang family was urgent. Such a golden opportunity would not come again—if missed, it might be impossible to find another.

At that moment, Luo Ang’s heart fluttered. First, he caught a faint fragrance from Zhao Yanran, and then his left hand quietly reached out and gently wrapped around her waist.

“Calling the police won’t help. The truth is, I never cheated him. He told me to leave you, and I did. He told me not to be your boyfriend, and I complied. So, I won’t be refunding his money,” Li Yunhao said, arms crossed and looking quite smug.

The cause of Wayne becoming an orphan all those years ago was likely those two—at the very least, they were involved.

Then Inessa resorted to drugs to resist the church’s “tightening curse,” and eventually diced it up into tiny bits.

Su Ming was somewhat relieved; the original owner of his body was a military enthusiast, so he had studied all these matters.

Nearby, the barrel of a double-barreled shotgun poked out, someone ready to jab it at Wayne’s face.

Sun Xia nodded, her face bright with a smile as she said, “I found out—actually, just before Lu Jingxuan left on his business trip, he and Su Xiangyun had already gone on a trip together.” Her reminder jogged Sun Lili’s memory.

She spoke in perfectly fluent American English, yet her features were unmistakably Eastern. Only people from the East had such dark eyes.

“Silence! The magistrate is here!” With a loud shout from the bailiff, the examination hall, which had been boiling over moments before, fell utterly quiet. Everyone turned to look up at the dais.

“Let’s be patient and wait a bit longer,” Lei said with a stern face, refusing to panic. If he lost his composure, the team would have no backbone.

Fortunately, the spiritual energy from Fengyan had already been dissipated by seven or eight tenths; otherwise, he might truly have met his end here today.

A man shouted loudly at Li Yang, but Li Yang didn’t answer; instinctively, he ran toward a deserted area.

Xiao Jiu’er left almost all her money with her mother, who had just undergone major surgery and needed nourishment. Now she had hired a full-time caregiver and required round-the-clock therapy, which also cost money. Xiao Jiu’er could still work, so she kept only a few thousand in cash.

“Didn’t we arrange for Blackwater’s people to attack their headquarters and base? Besides, the Tokyo Metropolitan Police will cooperate with us. Boss, are you afraid they won’t be able to hold out?” Park Sangji stroked the beard on his chin as he spoke.

“Hey, Geng Huichang, come to my office immediately, right now,” Xi Guoxiong said, then hung up the phone. He also summoned Commander Yang Zhizhong of the Beijing Military District, Defense Minister Chang Wanquan, and Director Li Bin of the Health and Family Planning Commission.

“All right, all right, sit down and let’s talk. Since it’s already happened, we need to come up with a solution—don’t you agree?” Yang Zhizhong stood up, saluted, and gestured to the bench beside him.

It was they who taught her that nothing was impossible, and it was they who showed her that human morality has no boundaries.