Chapter 106: You’ve Got Guts, Kid—Begging for Diamond Votes

Deadly Bodyguard Embers after the fire 1302 words 2026-03-24 20:14:26

Feeling deeply resentful at how easily Cao Mang had given in, Xiao Yushui finally mustered the strength to sit up by dusk. After a simple refresh, she ordered a carriage and headed straight for the autumn family mansion.

Unaware that she had made a grave mistake—this was neither the imperial capital nor the Xiao family estate—no one here would indulge her whims; it was as if she had delivered herself right into their hands.

Outside, snowflakes still drifted down, though not as heavily as before.

Cang Lei opened his eyes and, seeing the sudden disappearance of danger, breathed a profound sigh of relief. He quietly moved toward the lid, gently lifted it, and then prepared to leave.

“Feng’er, why not wait a few more years? At least until after you come of age…” Lady Ye, seeing Ye Batian indifferent to her pleas, realized that tears and begging were futile. Reluctantly, she shifted her attention toward Ye Feng.

Director Dai spat out the fresh blood forced from his mouth, glaring at Yu Bingpeng but refusing to speak. Enraged, Yu Bingpeng reached out to strike him again, only to be restrained by Shan Hong.

With a flash, Lin Xiao moved swiftly toward the oncoming man. The Heaven-Shaking Seal was casually struck out, and in an instant, a terrifying aura erupted. Like a demon with a gaping maw, the surging malevolent energy seemed poised to devour everything surrounding Zhou Cao. A howling sound echoed as it slammed toward the man.

“Is that so? Then let’s wish them luck,” Qin Tian shrugged. Though he doubted the miracle Qin Tian mentioned would come to pass, he did not want to disappoint Qin Ran.

His brow furrowed tighter; the more Bing Chen looked, the more the silhouette resembled that stubborn girl, Ai Jia.

Upon entering the kitchen, the cook who had been chatting fell silent at the sight of Lin Xinyao, the atmosphere turning awkward.

The voice emerged calmly, devoid of any fluctuation, yet imbued with supreme authority. As the words left his lips, all surrounding sounds were instantly suppressed into silence. Only his voice filled the space, becoming the sole truth in the world.

Most of the coffins they encountered were decayed and shadowless empties, with only faint black marks visible. How was it possible to see such intact skeletons here? Even the withered flesh remained well preserved! Was this some form of resurrection?

A whole day was lost, yet it also provided insight into the mindset of those in Jiangnan—namely, that they had none.

After Li Dingguo was taken away, two days later, Qin Liangyu and others began dispatching troops from Chengdu in all directions, dividing their forces to reclaim other parts of Sichuan and purge the remnants of Zhang Xianzhong’s forces.

But who could truly know what kind of man hid beneath that mask, or what expression he wore?

Shortly after his previous words, new information about the boundary-guarding Pixiu flooded his mind. Now, he not only had certain verified details but also realized his own misconceptions.

The Great Sage’s arms that had gripped Black Phoenix’s body were now melted away, yet still clung tightly to Black Phoenix’s tail.

The one who opened the door was certainly Jin Xiayan. After all, Kim Taeyeon was currently hiding in her room, immersed in sorrow. Through the peephole, Jin Xiayan saw only Lin Yuner, who was cleverly disguised, and so did not recognize her immediately.

Although the Ming army still forced them to labor, the burden was halved thanks to the captured British immigrants sharing the work. Moreover, the Ming troops ensured they were well fed with ample food. The black slaves even felt their current life was far more comfortable than before.

To think, over these hundred thousand years, he had suffered deeply, fearing that Zhang Bin and the other eight had vanished or perished.

He looked up and saw the words above his head had changed—“Time until dawn: three and a half hours plus three quarters.”

Xue Dingshan issued another order: “Yuchi Jiang, Yuchi Song, listen well. You two are commanded to lead one thousand troops to guard the left road and light signal fires at the crossroads to confuse the enemy.” The Yuchi brothers responded with a shout, took the command arrows, and departed.