Chapter 72: This Woman Is No Good

Zhou Lichun had two female bodyguards accompanying her into the networking event. Cao Mang, with his burly physique, drew too much attention, so he wandered outside, familiarizing himself with the surroundings first. He didn't fully believe what Zhou Lichun had said. Even if Xiao Se's dantian and missing parts were healed, it would take at least a month or two to recover; he wanted to see what Zhou Lichun was up to. Fortunately, she...

"Without my authorization, how does His Majesty believe Mu Fenghua could mobilize the Grand Army of the Brocade Guards? Would a single imperial decree suffice? Hmph, even if Mu Fenghua went in person, what would it matter? The Brocade Guards answer only to me; besides myself, even His Majesty would be powerless." Mu Qing laughed coldly, her gaze full of derision and mockery.

How did a solemn, stoic young lord learn to wield such an expression, flirting with his eyes?

"Jumping so high—is that wise?" Fenghua leisurely ate rabbit meat with her chopsticks, but discreetly pointed to Chang Chang's—trousers.

"Do you know who sent me to prison?" Ye Zhengkai suddenly asked, as if by chance.

The waterfall was now right before her eyes, vast and profound, its roaring torrents majestic. The rising mist swept over her, drenching her thoroughly.

The token was invaluable; Empress Dowager Xiao would never part with it lightly, but an imperial edict might be possible. Only Ye Zhen could gain the Empress Dowager's trust.

Meanwhile, Xia Jie’s handsome face was dark with anger, his gaze sharp as he glared at An Yuqing, who was still oblivious to her grave mistake. He wished he could shake her awake and loudly demand: Who exactly is that Ran brother?

Feng Yin said nothing, staring dazedly in the direction Ye Zhen had disappeared for a long time before finally following in Xuan Yuan Mo’s footsteps.

As a military physician in the Ministry of Defense, Yue Chu possessed miraculous skills, yet she was never able to heal herself.

Yang Cheng no longer cared. This time, Meteor, who never rains, was intent on killing him, so he wouldn’t hold back either. If it came to a showdown, so be it—let’s see who laughs last.

It’s true—if the Beiming Divine Skill could absorb others’ internal energy without limit, then Hate Without Trace would only need to find hundreds or thousands of people with weak martial arts, absorb their energy in a frenzy, and combine it. Wouldn’t he become the most terrifying master in the world in a single day?

"Monkey, I’ll leave things outside to you!" I hurriedly tossed the words to Monkey, then turned and rushed into the classroom.

Jiang Ning couldn’t help but smile bitterly; couldn’t he at least let the warmth in his heart settle for a moment? Why the rush?

Four simple words softened Leng Mengwan’s tense body; she collapsed in Jiang Ning’s arms, sobbing.

By chance or for some reason, when Gou Zhong mentioned the forbidden zone, Wang Wei suddenly remembered the treasure map fragments he’d found on Gababa’s seven sons, which, when pieced together, formed a treasure map. And that treasure lay just outside the headquarters of the Tianshan Sect.

Dad pulled me back—I didn’t know whether to thank him or hate him. To stay in this world, I had to live in shadow, my hands stained with blood. Hao brother, I know you don’t like seeing all this, but I want to tell you everything I want to say.

"Now is not the time to fight. Last time, Meteor Shower didn’t dare to charge in, and we’re even less equipped to take risks. We’re not fully prepared yet." No Desire looked at Nine Heavens, as if explaining, but also speaking to Yang Cheng.

"Of course, of course." Yang Cheng didn’t mind, happily accepting the magic wand. The task was finally complete; thinking of the extra money he’d earn, and the unknown grand prize Ghost Dance had promised, Yang Cheng was filled with excitement.

"Li Dog Egg? What kind of monster is that?" All right, my sarcasm clearly missed the mark; Gui Die’s face was full of confusion.