Chapter 136: Vengeance

"But what about Xing Jue and Si Yao..."

The old man let out a cold laugh. "Since Xing Jue has declared his intention to marry the apple of the Tang family's eye, it means he has made up his mind. Si Yao no longer holds any utility for the Xing family."

The old woman frowned slightly, and after a moment, she replied, "Understood."

...

This time, Qu Qingran's voice was a bit louder. When Ji Shuhan reached out toward her, she took a step back. Though the distance between them was not great, it felt as if a vast chasm lay between them.

As the saying goes, one thing should be separated from another. While it is true that the demon race often leaves a poor impression, Ji Shuhan was different. There was no reason to give him the cold shoulder when he had offered assistance; to do so would truly risk being seen as intentionally inciting conflict.

At this moment, Fang Zheng had recovered sufficiently, and dealing with the brothers Cheng Quan and Cheng Gong would be no problem.

The hustle and bustle continued. Before one knew it, a month had passed since Wang Zhi returned from Las Vegas. After a month of careful nursing, Shui Yumeng was finally discharged from the hospital.

"Alright, no problem." Chen Luo smiled, his mind made up—tonight, he would uncover the intentions behind the persistent entanglement of Su Zhe and his group.

Busy passersby noticed warriors, who usually disdained to visit such places, flocking toward the area, and they all sensed that something significant had occurred.

"The power of time, the pinnacle of speed." When time appeared almost entirely stagnant in his eyes, the flow of time in the outside world did not shift according to his subjective will. However, as long as his body could withstand it, moving within that near-stagnation allowed every gesture to unleash destructive force upon the world.

But... his thunder had been completely stolen by Xu Hai, and everything he had dreamed of had vanished like bubbles.

Thousands of crossbow bolts were unleashed in an instant. Xiao Tianya had no way to withstand such a barrage; after swatting away dozens of arrows, he was riddled with them, turning into a sieve.

When the first flying knife was two feet away from Lin Yin, the tenth had just left Ren Jinxia’s hand. The ten blades were spaced at nearly identical intervals, forming a straight line, showing no sign of drooping even for a moment—such mastery was truly remarkable.

After a long while, Yang Jinhuan wearily shook off her hand and turned to lie back on the kang bed. Yang Jinxin watched through tear-blurred eyes as she began to exhale puffs of smoke once more.

The mysterious old man's palms began to close slowly, and as they did, streaks of fine purple lightning crackled between them.

Early the next morning, He Lang arrived at the courtroom with full confidence, sitting beside Sun Tao to await the start of the trial.

The three members of the Snake-Horse clan, who had been shunned by everyone, instantly became Zhan Chongxiao's living targets. Three golden flashes of light streaked by, all piercing into one of the Snake-Horse clansmen, blasting him into a mist of blood.

By the time I adapted, I suddenly discovered I had been restrained. A massive force held me fast, rendering me unable to move a muscle. I was shocked—what was happening?

Li Bai set down his wine cup, glanced at Lin Yin, and said, "I never expected you to be a person of such loyalty and righteousness, heh." Lin Yin offered a bitter smile.

Wei Yan had long since ordered his men to clear the road from Xicheng to Nanzheng. Seeing Zhang Liao arrive, he was overjoyed and immediately began discussing the assault on Nanzheng.

It could be said he was fortunate; clinging to a single breath, he managed to escape back. Before his wounds had even healed, he heard that the demon had also been killed, and only then did his hatred slowly begin to fade.

Upon hearing the Emperor's sudden whim—that clear oil could be extracted from this black substance—Zhuge Ke was moved beyond words, feeling it was truly a feat no predecessor had imagined. He immediately mobilized men to set to work in earnest.

"It's the moonwalk, it's really the moonwalk! Is he the second man in the world capable of dancing the moonwalk?" countless people exclaimed in excitement.