Volume One, Chapter 29: Used as a Pawn

"But I..." The Rabbit glared, looking as though he was about to leap up, but after meeting Old Fu's gaze, he swallowed the words that were about to spill out and took a step back. "Alright, Chief, it's your call." With that, he shifted sideways to clear the doorway.

This scene happened so abruptly that Lou Yi was completely unprepared. In an instant, he felt four different forces acting on him: the power of the Gluttonous Kiss, the force of the Bronze Pillar, the might of the Divine Sun-shooting Arrow, and the terrifying, sanguine aura.

Hou Xiong was the first to cross the drawbridge. The moment his feet touched solid ground, he realized his legs had been trembling uncontrollably. Glancing back at the bottomless trench, a wave of fear washed over him.

Seeing the other party draw his weapon, Xie Dongya touched his nose without hesitation, reached out, and unsheathed the treasured Dragon Spring Sword. The moment the blade left its scabbard, it glittered with a cold, piercing light.

Meanwhile, Fan Jiang and Zhu Qing escorted the Lady in White to the dining hall, where the dishes were already served. She made herself comfortable, sitting down to eat without the slightest regard for formal table manners.

This ultimately led to the events of that day—she became icy and aloof, or perhaps one could call it imperious, and then she began to target me.

"This is my business; you needn't worry about it. Just answer me—do you agree or not?" Lou Yi pressed on.

The Monkey would never use his own flesh-and-blood hand to touch the enemy's crude iron club. He quickly drew his hand back and pushed up at the enemy's elbow, increasing the force of the upward thrust. Unless the enemy changed his move, he would surely lose his balance and fall.

To Cheng Yaojin’s surprise, even Li Yuan had come this time. Once everyone was seated, the first order of business was a toast to celebrate Li Yuan’s escape from peril. Since everyone present was intimately acquainted, Li Yuan accepted the toast without reservation. After that, the group drank and discussed their plans for action.

To be honest, this was the one thing Old Fu couldn’t figure out. He suspected he’d only get his answer the next time he saw the refrigerator.

On Niutou Mountain, the enemy troops were charging up the slope when suddenly, an explosion thundered halfway up. The advancing soldiers were blasted into the air. Li Haolong and his group, seeing the enemy stumble into landmines, burst out laughing.

Given the cultivation levels of the three, they stood no chance against the lion mastiffs outside. Their only hope was to split up and escape before the barrier collapsed, increasing the odds that at least two of them would survive.

Helian was a bit surprised. He hadn’t seen Fu Gui’s corpse move just moments before, but since his boss insisted, he did as he was told.

Inside the Flaming Cave, Xiao Zhan’s expression was indescribably odd. He stared at Lü Tianming as if he were a monster. All signs indicated that Lü Tianming’s strength was now on par with his own.

A violent, domineering aura soared skyward, taking the form of a fearsome dragon visible to the naked eye, rising from Chu Yiyun’s body! The once golden, shimmering dragon energy had now transformed into a misty cloud with no discernible color.

Looking closely at Madam Xu’s hands, they were covered in calluses—a testament to hard labor. For a lady of the house to be so, there likely weren’t any servants in the household.

They, too, understood their predicament and glanced toward the Night Sacrifice. Their eyes met in a subtle exchange. Understanding each other's intentions, the two sides began to edge closer.

Li Haolong chuckled and said, "Don’t worry, it’s fine. The day after we returned, Brother Tian called me. The Qiyun Society members who rushed to support had a shootout with the police. The Qiyun Society ended up surrounded and taken down. There’s no more Qiyun Society now."

Qiu Qianren glanced at the wine glass on the coffee table. After a moment’s hesitation, he raised the glass and said, "Since Brother Long is toasting me, I’ll drink this cup."

In a single night, Gu Hao’s knowledge of stone appraisal skyrocketed—like riding a rocket. First, Gongsun Yiyun himself was a master appraiser; second, Gu Hao’s comprehension was truly extraordinary.

After leaving the castle by car, the two went out for dinner before switching to a helicopter for their next journey.

Murong Qianqian headed straight for the second floor, following Jiang Yun’s instructions that the more valuable items were to be pawned there.

Indeed, she had spent days and nights with the Sun-Chasing Sword and was thoroughly familiar with the Feather Clan’s sword techniques. Her only regret was not killing him sooner—it would have spared her much trouble.

When Chunyu Cheng finished his explanation, he was confident that Feng Sheng now understood the situation.

After speaking, Zhou Xianglian stormed off to her room, her fury almost deadly in its intensity.

Akin Doul laughed as he looked at Selina lying motionless on the bed. Her skirt was hitched up, revealing a sweep of dazzlingly pale skin—an irresistible sight.

As snowflakes drifted down, the people of the Great Zhao welcomed New Year’s Eve. For the first time, Sixth Lady spent the New Year in Great Zhao. There was no Spring Festival Gala, but she had a senior brother and several junior disciples for company. This New Year’s Eve had a flavor all its own.

Every time he thought of their first night together, and how, in her passion, she called out Feng Yi’s name instead of his, he was seized by a murderous urge—a desire to destroy everything, even her.

Shengyu saw right through it. He was not at all afraid that Lord Zhang would favor a concubine over his wife. This Concubine Yang—Lord Zhang didn’t truly care for her.

Lady Song pressed on, unwilling to give up. It was her only option; her status and background could never match Ning Muhua’s. Today was Lady Ning’s wedding—a rare occasion. If she missed this chance, where would she find another?