Chapter 103

“Hmm.” Yan Huai smiled faintly, a smile that was neither warm nor cold. “Is there a problem?”

Yan Zhi’s expression remained calm. “No problem, it’s quite good.” He looked at the floor numbers flashing by. “Going back? Or shall we stay a bit longer?”

Yan Huai’s voice carried a hint of amusement. “The negotiations are done. What else is there to do here? Grandpa wants you to go back early.”

Yan Zhi was speechless.

The elevator doors opened on the first floor. He pressed the button for the third floor again. “You go on ahead. I’ll stay here and look around a bit more.”

Even Li Chengqian hadn’t expected this. He was only bluffing, not really expecting these people to admit anything just because of one word from him.

Unfortunately… even though he was the emperor, he couldn’t see what was going on inside. Thick curtains covered the windows and doors, blocking all view.

At that moment, Xuan Tianle gradually recovered from his panic and looked at the familiar faces before him. He exclaimed in surprise, “Hey? Uncle, Xiao Xiao, why are you here?”

Lin Jiaruo, seeing his serious expression, guessed it must be something confidential and tactfully stepped aside.

Because of this, Feng Yue had no choice but to suppress the wild, prideful, and restless spirits of the warriors.

The designer understood. They worked together, selecting appropriate dresses and skirts from row after row of garments to wear into the dining hall.

Wu Li wasn’t fooled. Though Zhang Bao felt some regret, he was used to keeping backup plans. When Plan A ran into difficulties, he switched to Plan B. If Plan B also failed, then Plan C would come into play. There was always a strategy that suited Wu Li.

The older brother said that Father once tried to clear Song Bin’s name and provide compensation to the Song family, but Song’s father refused. The Song family insisted on returning to their homeland and would not accept any gifts from the court.

If it were just a simple physical examination for Xue Gao, nothing serious should happen.

In the vast starry sky, after a brief debate between Teng Mingtian and Tianma Bian, the truth was clear: all troubles stemmed from the Sacred Spirit of Zuo Wang Peak. Teng Mingtian could only heed the advice of Danlin’s two peak masters. But Danlin had not fully explained the origin of the Sacred Spirit of Zuo Wang, so both sides remained in the dark about its true nature.

“Master, I want to go back with you!” Niu Shisan immediately said. He didn’t want to stay any longer.

Tossing the jade slip to Fang Junnan, Li Chuyi looked at him with tearful eyes, his voice trembling with emotion.

Su Ye nodded, then opened the pet space, allowing Grandpa Mengjia’s spiritual consciousness to enter.

Only he dared speak to the Hundred Tribulations Daoist like that. Only he dared call the Silent Lord a fool. Whether or not he had grounds to do so, his reckless audacity was enough to draw attention. Though rude, he was truly a “talent” for being so shamelessly impolite.

After understanding the situation, Lelouch sighed softly. However, he quickly composed himself, and a strange gleam appeared in his eyes. Danger often accompanies opportunity.

Then, Roxas approached Su Ye with a cheerful smile, laughing heartily as he spoke.

“If I really die here, I have no regrets. I’m just asking if you dare to promise!” Zhu Qi said.

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Yan Zhi looked at Mu Lingtian, knowing he couldn’t escape. Before he could close his eyes, countless swords pierced his body, as if condemning him to die with regret.

Of course, this was only an excuse to search their luggage openly. Though the surveillance cameras couldn’t record their voices, their actions were still visible.

Pig-headed fish?! Bei Hai didn’t doubt for a moment that this name was given by his own child. Because Bei Hai refused to believe such a creature existed—otherwise, wouldn’t it be like the mythical Tianpeng fish made up by internet users?