Chapter 132: That Doesn’t Sound Right, Does It? Please Cast a Diamond Vote

Mu Wanxing slept soundly in her hospital bed. In her dreams, she fantasized about mastering the refinement of Blood Essence, becoming the young mistress of the Mu family, and eventually rising step by step to become the head of the house, dominating the region. A commotion from the outer room startled her awake—it was Cao Mang, who had just killed the bodyguard on night watch. Seeing him return, Mu Wanxing was bewildered. "You... how did you..."

In reality, she had been in love with that man long before she married Situ Xuan; she had only agreed to the marriage after her parents threatened her with their lives.

Upon reaching the town, Su Wan-niang walked straight down the main road. Her eyes darted about, as if she were surveying the stalls and shops along the way. Seeing that the medical clinic was still open and operating, though Han Sheng was not the one attending to patients, it remained peaceful. Su Wan-niang thought to herself that the Han family must be fine.

She gestured to the figures in black behind her, and they immediately stepped forward with shovels and other tools to bury the urn containing the ashes.

"Xiang Wei, Xiang Wei! Wait for me!" Kang Fanni chased after him, watching as he headed straight for the parking lot.

There was no time left for her to hesitate. Taking advantage of the moment Mo Gongyi was lost in sorrow, she turned and bolted through the door.

"And then? What did you do to me?" Sun Yuchen asked, though he could already guess.

"You are his brother. Friends and family cannot testify. If that were allowed, I could find people to prove I never made such a wager, too." Fu Yanting spoke without a blush or a flutter of his heart. Qingshui could not help but admire such shameless composure.

Everything happened in an instant, as fluid as flowing water. Accompanied by a thunderous dragon's roar, the massive Golden-Scaled Dragon Elephant surged forward like a golden rainbow piercing the sun, swallowing Gu Ruohai whole.

Cheng Lingyu’s arrival immediately drew countless gazes. Many were seeing him for the first time, yet they had all heard of his great reputation.

When Jiang Ming heard that Lin Jingwei wanted to take the initiative and carve out a career in Hong Kong, he thought for a moment. Although he had no immediate plans to launch new projects there, he decided not to dampen the man’s strong entrepreneurial spirit.

After browsing for quite a while, Fang Qiuqi finally selected a rather expensive watch for Chen Chuansheng.

The implication was clear: "Don't play games with me. You failed to reach a deal with He Hongshen for sixty million because your asking price was too high. If you lower it now, perhaps we can come to an agreement."

Wu Feng did not know what the current limit of his combat power was, but he was certain that with his Demonic Path abilities alone, he was invincible among his peers. The peak of the Ninth Level of the Qi Martial Realm was nothing to him.

Yan Hui removed the hairpins from her head and shed her heavy ceremonial robes, finally feeling a sense of complete relaxation and long-lost tranquility.

Seeing Jiang Ming’s firm attitude, Lei Jun looked at Tang Wu and Cheng Dongqing one last time before finally nodding.

Li Yuan was filled with indescribable shock and excitement upon hearing Wu Feng’s words. It turned out that Mo Feng, the outer sect disciple his brother had always looked down upon, was not only using a false name but was clearly not a mere outer sect disciple—he was an elite member of the Demon Cultivation Sect.

In other words, the punch Lu Heng had landed on the Thunder Demon Saint’s body was effectively nothing more than a gentle tap.

Noble Consort Yue entered from outside and, inadvertently hearing Yan Hui mention the Empress, instinctively let out a disdainful snort.

At the foot of the mountain, the entire population of two hundred people from Mushroom Village waited at the perimeter. When the villagers at the front saw Tang Jianjun and the others carrying the wild boar down the mountain, they could not help but cheer.

It was not easy for a grown man like Luo Yichen to be so righteously cowardly.

The lake was circular and small in area, but its water was clear and pristine. Within a thousand meters of the lake, there were no traces of any animals or demons.

It was to see it that Xia Qingling always liked to take this alley home, even though it was a much longer route.