Chapter 112: Entrusting the Orphan

“Really?” Xing Jue looked at her.

Si Yao paused for a moment. “Really.”

Xing Jue said, “Is it to go back and pursue Bai Yu again?”

Si Yao couldn’t help but throw a pillow at him.

Xing Jue caught it, smiled slightly, and said, “No matter who it’s for,戒……”

The man in black here originally had calm and refined eyes, but now they blazed with fury, as if he wanted to kill him with a single strike. Seeing the gaze of the man in white, he charged at him even more fiercely.

He came beside Li Wo, grabbed the young man lying on the ground, and swung his fist directly.

Originally, only members of the Thunder Clan were allowed into Thunder God Valley, but Lu Xuexin became an exception after earning the favor of the Thunder Clan’s ancestors—the first in centuries.

Pang Tong actually knew a bit about history. Lu Su was a talented man who never received proper recognition, and he followed Sun Quan only because Yuan Shu was immoral and incompetent. Sun Quan established the Eastern Wu regime because Lu Su pointed out that the Han dynasty’s decline meant inevitable destruction, so one must uphold righteous rule to support the people. Every word he spoke struck at Lu Su’s deepest concerns.

“So you are Lin Jian?” Wang Ru looked at Lin Jian with some surprise, a trace of disdain flickering in his eyes.

Ling also instinctively lowered her voice. At least her conversation with Luo Qi was quiet enough for only the two of them to hear, preventing the maids outside from overhearing.

At this moment, she listened to the melody playing in the quiet bar, lifted the teacup before her, and slowly brought it to her rosy lips. She took a gentle sip and then set the cup down again.

“Fang Ma, I’m fine now.” Luo Qi only allowed himself to relax and act like a child in front of his most caring nanny.

Gu Beichen’s breath immediately became disordered because of Jian Mo, his dark pupils deepening instantly.

With a heavy step, he raised his foot and stomped fiercely on the ground. The obsidian floor tiles shattered into fragments, and a large crack split open beneath him.

The Blood Demon Treasure Chest hovered before everyone. Upon He Zun’s command, it gently opened, glowing red. After three seconds, three pieces of equipment and one item appeared on the ground—no gold coins.

Zhang Yang could guess what the Han man was thinking. But after half an hour, he just wanted to say he was putting on a very difficult act; he felt his facial muscles were about to cramp.

Not realizing before, but looking now he was startled—there were thousands of emails, some from Luo Shan, Lu Hu, and others, some from elders like Su Yunzhang and Sun Zong, and some from registered disciples Mao Tianhao and Yu Yan. Also from parents, sisters, and family like Yao Nana.

Xu Yingying and Han Lin exchanged a glance, fully convinced in their hearts that Liu Chuan was indeed a beast.

But Disterk clearly understood that when he arrived in the world of gods and demons, the Void Clan had already fallen. Besides, the Void Clan had always been made up of mages, and this player in front of him was clearly a warrior—impossible to be from the Void Clan.

Li Ming crouched beside the Azure Dragon, an unparalleled excitement flooding his face, his blood surging as his face flushed crimson with exhilaration.

Yet, one thing comforted Si Qi—Luo Shan, Li Yunyi, and Yu Yan’s attitudes toward him remained unchanged.

Si Qi glanced with some surprise at the golden character “奇” encircled by a golden ring on the black cloak, then looked at Lin Mengxi with some puzzlement.

With a shift of thought, the golden core emitted a surge of purple light. Under such circumstances, Zhang Yang’s lips curled into a satisfied smile. The rising purple flames gradually formed a blaze that engulfed the golden core entirely.

Lan Yiyi nodded, signaling he would remain silent. Only then did Nian Pingchong release Lan Yiyi’s mouth. The two looked down and saw the man in the black bamboo hat and ghost mask had vanished. Exchanging a glance, both were shocked—such a brief moment, and that black-masked figure had disappeared.