Chapter Sixty-Eight: The Question of Character (First Update)

Yun Shuang and her companions did not have to wait long before Little Fatty and his group arrived, accompanied by the family of Lady Fan’s mother and her husband’s household. Yun Shuang glanced over them deliberately; Dashan was not among them, nor were the people she’d asked Dashan to bring. She did not know whether they had yet to find that person or if something else had happened.

The moment Lady Fan’s mother saw her daughter’s corpse, she collapsed in a faint. Lady Fan’s husband, Lord Wu, threw himself forward in anguish.

Ge Shihong, parasitized by the seed of resentment, was consumed by a bitter aura that tormented him worse than death. The only reason he could maintain a shred of clarity was the shock of seeing his wife and child’s lives in danger.

What surprised me was that you managed to create a miracle. Back then, I was certain your spirit seed had died. What happened afterward? What fateful encounter did you experience? To be honest, it is most intriguing.

After rapidly rewinding the memories, Chen caught sight of a familiar figure—Tao Ya.

Inside the portable space, there was naturally no cell phone signal. At this moment, Chen was hiding there, observing everything in the interrogation room.

Judging by their posture today, it was clear these people had not come to pledge allegiance to Chief Zhang. What Chen had previously told Luo Can about the situation would have surely reached Zhu Cheng’s ears by now. Unless he was a fool, Zhu Cheng would certainly choose to distance himself from Chief Zhang and seek the opportunity to join the pro-peace faction.

With that, the man confident in his ability to walk out of Xianyang City alone left his final silhouette before Li Zhishi.

Upon hearing the wine-taster’s words, the crowd did not stand on ceremony and rushed to drink, especially the jug Wu Song mentioned that was said to bolster virility—it was emptied in an instant. The innkeeper did not mind; if the problem of the fishy taste could be solved, he would gladly give away all the wine in the tavern.

Though its intelligence was lacking, it was keenly aware of danger. After all, the coiling dragon-serpent was a sixth-rank spirit beast. Coupled with its immense presence after transformation, it had naturally become its most formidable opponent at the moment.

But she had forgotten—was there really anywhere in a tiny place like Feicheng that I couldn’t find? What I’m most curious about now is—did she leave to avoid me?

I hadn’t finished speaking when Xia Haoyu hung up on me. Why did he want me at the new house? Was there something important there?

At first, sails could not turn and only worked with favorable winds; if the wind was against them, the sails had to be lowered and the oars used. Thus, people invented turning sails, which allowed ships to move forward even against the wind.

Nearly a year of internal strife finally ended with the defeat of Raymon Geton. His royal title was stripped, and he was sent to a monastery of the Sun Church, condemned to spend his days before a cold idol, repenting for his sins. Arrogant and headstrong, Raymon Geton came to be known as the Mad King.

Yet to expose such a wretched side of oneself in front of the one you love—the joy of reuniting with Su Wanzhi after a long separation was somewhat diluted by this thought.

Su Wanzhi, inside the shop, was unaware of the events at home. She left all the management to the shopkeeper and only concerned herself with checking the accounts.

Timid? That word had never applied to her before. But in that moment, it truly existed—so vivid that even now the memory lingered.

Thus, even if the family situation was unfair, the three siblings had no means to break free and become independent.

Dongfang Hao and Qian Ling, using their senses, perceived that Yu Shuang was merely sitting leisurely in the privy.

Within the largest and grandest of the courtyard houses, this belonged to the Eastern Savior Angel.

Inside, starlight spilled and powerful waves of brilliance flowed from Alice’s fingertips, trailing a long tail behind the airship. It seemed that with the slightest touch, immense power would be unleashed, stirring the very laws within the world of Maria.