Chapter 42: Cutting Off the Hands

Prisoners had no freedom; even if they were permitted to come out, they could only move about under the watchful eyes of the accompanying bailiffs.

Li Zelin, however, was quite resourceful. Taking the silver coins his daughter had secretly slipped to him, he invited the accompanying bailiffs to the town's only eatery. He ordered a table of the restaurant's signature dishes along with several jugs of wine, and quietly asked the innkeeper to pack up a few meat dishes to go. After paying the bill, Li Zelin gestured toward the grocery store across the street.

Seeing that he was tactful and sensible, and having received his hospitality, the bailiffs did not press further.

Old Man Li and the others were also constrained by fears of the consequences. Although they now realized they had been taken advantage of, intimidated by the other side's overwhelming strength, they dared not speak of their anger despite feeling it.

Lin Huan had no particular fondness for watching people slap themselves in the face, but since he could not trust Wu Xiang's self-discipline, he had no choice but to entrust the arduous task of supervision to Wei Kunxi.

However, how difficult it was to leave Chang'an on a whim! Furthermore, having spent a vast fortune training the Tiger-Bravos and Flying Cavalry in Chang'an, he simply could not bear to abandon them.

"There is no need to explain. Even if this An Ruyi were asleep, Han and I both know we cannot compare to her," Hua Yuru said with a trace of sour jealousy.

Here, passionate and stirring stories had once unfolded. Now, another passionate and stirring story was being enacted.

On a dark and windy night, strange things were bound to happen; at the very least, Bai Liusu hoped that a wonderful story would unfold for her tonight.

The man's condition at that moment was extremely poor, a flash of hesitation crossing his face as he wondered whether to meet the attack head-on or turn and flee. Seeing that the burly man's strike was about to arrive, the man gritted his teeth, a flash of spiritual light gleaming in his hand as he gripped his spiritual weapon and charged forward.

Seeing the various flattering comments scrolling across the live-stream room, Su Wanbai let out a haughty hum, a satisfied smile finally blooming on her face.

Pitch-black as ink and crimson as blood, various dark and ominous entities emanated from them, converging together like a bloody, gloomy realm utterly devoid of a single trace of vitality.

With a swift motion of his body, Lin Huan appeared right in front of Avril, raised his hand, and delivered a smack straight onto her backside.

"How could that be? Zuo Yan danced quite well just now; he picked it up the moment he was told," Chu Yixin said, looking as though she had high hopes for Xu Zuoyan.

Thus, Ye Feng stayed in the jade cave for yet another year, diligently practicing the Tianshan Plum-Plucking Hands and the Sound-Transmission Soul-Searching Grand Magic.

Inside the teahouse, Chu Feng, Lin Mo, and A Luo sat down and ordered a pot of fine tea. While sipping their tea, they listened to the conversations of the tea enthusiasts around them.

And that final, piercing sound... everything, down to the very last detail, instantly became entirely clear in his mind.

Yet, a moment of pretense was fine, and so was eternity. Since Jun Mu did not pierce through her facade, she did not wish to dwell too deeply on the matter either. The years she lived were stolen ones; what right did she have to speak of staying together for a lifetime?

As for Cao Yinglong, who had already fled far into the distance, upon returning to witness this horrifying scene, though he had anticipated it, his scalp still tingled and his entire body grew chilled. In his heart, he secretly congratulated himself on his foresight in fleeing early.

These basic drills were child's play for Lei Sheng, and his execution was extremely standard. Even Instructor Kun Jian sighed in admiration, nodding repeatedly as he secretly congratulated himself on having a discerning eye for talent.

Anyone with even a shred of sense would not go about flaunting such an item. Flaunting it was out of the question; concealing it so that no one else would know was the sensible course of action.

Anyone who dared to issue such a threat while knowing her identity was either hopelessly foolish or truly possessed backing strong enough to rely upon.

The housekeeper hurried off to inform Tao Zhi and Wen Yu, while Tao Ye had already walked into the back courtyard. She tried her best to steady her breathing, making sure she did not look utterly frail.

Qin Ruilin watched Shen Aoning get into a taxi before driving away. Gazing at the tie Shen Aoning had bought him, a sudden wave of warmth washed over his heart, leaving him feeling deeply comforted.

Lin Lang was also somewhat at a loss regarding the situation, but this was none of her business—provided, of course, that Yu Shu stopped making things difficult for her or causing her trouble.

"Young Master Xiao, are we just giving them a warning this time, or are we going to wipe out the Black Dragon Society?" Long Ju asked curiously as he drove along the road.