Chapter 100: Matters at Su Qi's Home

Su Huan said, “As long as you tell the truth and are willing to testify before His Majesty, I am willing to guarantee your life and future in front of the emperor.”

At this, Su Huan sighed, “Our sovereign, though once somewhat muddled, has since the death of Su Xiner been like a divinely appointed ruler. Not only has His Majesty been diligent in state affairs, but also benevolent and kind, embodying the virtues of the ancient sage kings.”

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Originally, he thought he would be the main force and the other merely an assistant, but unexpectedly, the other turned out to be his equal rival.

Shaking off the entanglements of the two Rao family members, Lu Bai hurried away; he had no desire to be ensnared by this peculiar family.

Wu Qiaoyan: ... She was not afraid, merely annoyed, for due to Yan Su’s dislike of her, every meeting inevitably ended in conflict.

Thinking of Ji Lang and then glancing at Xiao Yunting, tears welled up again in Chu Xiangwan’s eyes. “Cousin, I am not a heartless person. Your intentions and feelings have always been in my heart. It’s just that I truly fear marriage—if husband and wife become enemies, then they become each other’s foes. I do not want to become your enemy, cousin.”

Though the Yin-Yang Old Devil was a renowned supreme powerhouse in Kunlun Ruins, he dared not underestimate Zhang Fan now; he had long regarded him as a peer of equal rank.

Xie Tianshun had already learned from the manager about the recent incident; indeed, it was Turtlefield Jinichi who spoke rashly first, so he was somewhat at fault.

Witnessing the scene, over ten elders were horrified beyond measure, all collapsing weakly to the ground. Their sacred weapons slipped from their hands, and they kicked and crawled backward in desperation.

“Classmates, do you not believe what he says? I guarantee he would never falsely accuse anyone. You’d better come with us,” Shi Shi suddenly said to her fellow students as they reached the doorway.

As her words landed, a burst of white light exploded, and the previously dissipated sword intent fully entered the True Martial Sword in Fang Heng’s hand. Simultaneously, an overwhelmingly powerful white energy surged toward Fang Heng’s body.

The man was the wealthy young master introduced earlier by Zhu Meiling to Lin Qianqian—Rong Wei, the son of the Rong family from the capital. He had been serving in the army and had just recently returned home on vacation.

Guan Xintong allowed his tongue to roam inside her mouth; she neither resisted nor pushed him away. Her silent acquiescence only fueled Ji Zeyou’s passion, turning a simple kiss into something uncontrollable.

Xuanyuan Lang nodded, then reached out to rub Mu Qingge’s forehead. Now he had truly transformed into an elder brother figure, so Feng Juechen did not stop him, only glancing at Xuanyuan Lang with displeasure. Xuanyuan Lang merely smiled without reply.

Guan Xintong listened quietly. Though she had never experienced those times firsthand, his vivid descriptions made her feel as if she had returned to that moment. She could faintly see the despondent Ji Zeyou living that life.

Drowsily, it seemed she had fallen asleep several times, yet also remained awake. She simply refused to face the truth before her. She wished only to use avoidance as a temporary painkiller—if she could avoid it for a moment, then she would.

At this moment, Ding Yu’s entire body was spotless, not even his clothes wrinkled, as if Elder Shuiyun’s attack had never even touched him.

Before the words had fully fallen, a piercing bellow sounded in midair. The azure dragon ignored all the assaults and charges from the Kui cattle and swam against the current. Before anyone could understand what was happening, it had already coiled around one of the Kui cattle’s necks, clutching firmly with its claws on its back, leaving trails of blood.

“If they haven’t moved my father, then he’s still on the third floor!” Chen Feier murmured softly.

When Ye Fei and Jennifer entered the corridor, they saw a crowd gathered around the bulletin board. After squeezing in, they found only the last spot remaining—truly a bittersweet sight.