Chapter 92: Ghosts Seeking Vengeance (Part One)

In other words, Old Madam Liu herself had never actually purchased this type of flaky pastry. Yet now, crumbs from such a pastry were found beneath her fingernails.

How intriguing.

Yun Shuang couldn’t help but curl her lips into a slight smile, saying, “This can only mean one thing—someone cleaned up all the crumbs and leftover pastries in Old Madam Liu’s room after she’d eaten, leaving no trace behind.”

But for all their careful planning, they never considered that Old Madam Liu would still have some crumbs left on her person.

It wasn’t until they made their way to the center of the main hall that the wine glass in Ye Er’ruo’s hand suddenly slipped from her grasp and crashed to the floor.

“It’s like how a farmer knows about manure, right?” Lu Feifan’s words were cut off as Gao Yu interjected.

Unable to hold back any longer, he strode into the courtyard, red veins streaking his eyes. Ever since Ye Er’ruo had collapsed, he’d barely slept, hardly eaten a proper meal.

This was something Lu Sheng could never have imagined, not even in his dreams. He had always felt heartache that no one appreciated this software he’d created.

Mo Chen, after a swift calculation in his mind, fired three more shots at the stationary target—all of which struck dead center.

Xingchen blinked his big eyes. He’d heard that Mama was bringing lunch to that stinky Daddy at noon, and he wanted to go too.

“I’m a very open-minded person. I keep my word. You can all get out now, but you’re not to drive away any of the cars at the gate. Leave all the keys behind, understood?” Mo Chen said coolly.

I thought there must be something wrong with my ears. Uncle Ma said he’d take a taxi here? Across provinces, by taxi? What kind of joke was that? Surely, that money could buy a plane ticket.

Mo Jiangye, following behind her, caught every word she said. His heart ached fiercely, anger surging—marry that ugly, lowly man?

As the sigh fell from his lips, the surrounding environment settled into silence. After a moment of quiet, Ouyang Lian exhaled, rubbing at the corner of his mouth—he was, indeed, exhausted. The very next second, he climbed right onto the large bed where Mu Lingxi was lying.

“Your tricks wounded my senior sister. She’ll never come back again,” Qin Jiu said with unease.

Then, as the ripples recoiled, at the heart of the swirling, clear light, everyone suddenly saw a stunning scroll slowly take shape from the void.

Along with Peach Mountain, the roots of these peach trees eventually spread out, radiating five kilometers beyond the mountain’s borders.

At the southern gate, on Heavenly Street, three thousand Tiger Roar cavalry compressed the three thousand Bear Guard infantry into the flanking chambers. The Tiger Roar army held the advantage in cavalry charges, while the Bear Guards relied on sturdy buildings and grim defense.

The flames flared up again, though not as fiercely as before—this time, the fire only reached about twenty centimeters high.

At this moment, Sima Lüxi had already single-handedly unwrapped the blood-soaked gauze from his left arm, revealing a mangled wound of flesh and blood, making Lin Yuling’s heart lurch with horror.

Cultivators were apathetic, exalted, regarding all things as ants, despising everything, and in turn, despised by all.

The women of the Zou and Wang families wanted to go in as well, but for fear of harming the children in the chaos, they instinctively pulled the little ones back a step.

Meng Hetang and Zhou Jiuliang exchanged glances, both nodding. They had no leverage to negotiate, and could only agree.

As for Qi Heng, whom Zhu Yuanzhang had summoned specifically, he now seemed quite superfluous—these matters were no longer his to handle, nor did he wish to intervene.

Next, the broadcast began to play the bold and passionate speech that the MBC director gave in front of the staff that night.

When she returned home, the neighbors had already dispersed. Only a handful remained to help, while those who had lingered out of curiosity were driven off by the furious Jin Dazhong. Who could bear such a scandal in their household?

This was the greatest use of the Memory Search Candy: no matter how much time passed, any memory retrieved with it would be forever engraved in one’s mind, never to be forgotten.