Chapter 17: The Incident Occurs

Everyone in the hall immediately stood up when they heard the news. Murong Yun asked anxiously, “Has Su Li finally resorted to desperate measures?”

At this moment, although the palace guards were under Murong’s command, two of the three major camps responsible for defending the capital were still in Su Li’s hands. This was Su Li’s last bargaining chip.

Eunuch Feng waved his hand, gasping, “No, no…”

The sound of crying was so loud that Chen Yanqing, who was about to knock on the door, froze instantly, her body stiffening. She clenched her fists tightly, closed her eyes, and bowed her head.

“Protect her well,” Leng Chenxuan said as he walked to Lu Xue’s side, reaching out to pat her on the shoulder. His eyes were full of hope.

Leng Chenxuan gave a faint, cold smile and nodded in agreement. He led the way, with Fu Shanshan following close behind. After turning several corners, Leng Chenxuan entered a room, and Fu Shanshan quickly followed.

“In my eyes, you’re worthless, but that’s just my opinion. To her, you still have some use. How could she possibly refuse to see you?” Qiao Nian spoke gently and softly, as if the previous tension between them had never existed.

Her brows always arched in a cheerful smile, radiant and warm, just like her name—Sen Xia, as passionate as summer.

Yu Le’ang watched Wu Xin’s flower-like smile, licking his dry lips, about to say something when the door was suddenly pushed open from within.

Feng Ge gripped the wounded index finger of his left hand tightly, trying to stop the bleeding while muttering incessantly.

Zhu La told Chen Xiaoxu about the place, and the two of them got in the car. Chen Xiaoxu drove in the direction Zhu La described.

“All right.” The other person didn’t care about the scratches on her hand and nodded seriously, as if he would never refuse anything she said.

Li Zhongxin didn’t speak, but instead raised his hands and began to applaud. When the others saw this, they joined in, clapping as well. Guo Bentao and Yang Zinian’s faces turned beet red with embarrassment.

Without the advantage of a charge, the magical beasts no longer seemed so terrifying—at least for now. Once the mercenaries closed in, the beasts could only try to shield themselves with their thick hides, then sluggishly strike back with claws, fangs, or body.

The old man, Bai Yan, didn’t even glance at Leidov but instead turned his gaze to Dai Wenna.

Luo Shuiyi’s eyes were nearly red with fury. She desperately tried to channel her inner strength to break through the pressure points, but Hua Lingyu’s technique wasn’t something she could undo in the blink of an eye.

With Lei Linzhan’s temperament, he would probably freeze every living creature within ten miles out of sheer rage.

“Why do you still want to go to that wretched place? Do you really want to spend another decade in that dungeon?” Meng Que was baffled.

“Don’t look at me like that. To me, there are no secrets on your body!” the silver-haired man declared.

“You’re hurting me!” The fellow tried to resist, but realizing he wasn’t as strong as Long Ji, he was dragged all the way to the police station.

“Technically, I’m a bit older than you, so calling you Wanli shouldn’t be a problem, right?” Seeing Duan Ke’s helpless expression, Ning Xiang couldn’t hide her glee. She winked at Duan Ke, then walked over to Li Wanli and the others at the dining table, smiling as she greeted them.

The vast bathroom was draped in sheer curtains. Not only did this lend the room an ethereal atmosphere, but it also ensured that the noble, sacred bodies of the royal family would never be seen by ordinary eyes.

Whoosh! A piercing, cold gaze swept over, making Xing Yue shudder violently three times in succession. She silently shrank behind her brother and sister-in-law, not uttering a word.

Luo Wei fell completely silent, his heart in turmoil. For a long while, he didn’t say a word, while Shang Yong simply waited patiently, watching him all the while.

“…” After being berated by Tu, Bai Yujing’s face flushed with embarrassment, but more than that, he felt indignant. Still, he dared not speak up.