Chapter 58: Let Her Take the Stage

"Xing Jue is still with Wen Sui, and Grandfather is still unconscious. How can we go find him?" Tan Fei screamed.

Si Yao knew they were afraid. Xing Jue had taken over the Xing family at eighteen, swift and ruthless. Though Si Yao had not been present during those bloody events, merely hearing about them often sent chills through her body.

By the time the crowd had quieted down...

Lifted high above the bridge by Ye Chen, below lay the deep river. Even if Ye Chen didn't strangle her to death, he could throw her down to drown. Though the City of the Stars could restore the Void Netherfire and the White Crow to normal, during this process, they could not fully confront this underground creature.

The old residence of the Bu family in Huaiyin was lively enough, but Bu Zhi's own mansion was even more so. Outside the doors, visitors waited in droves. Even the guards at the gate felt proud of the scene.

Liu Yong was delighted; this effect was something he'd never anticipated, but now, it made perfect sense.

With sword-shaped brows and star-like eyes, his sharply defined features crowned by waist-length hair flowing naturally down his back, he walked slowly toward them.

Suddenly, his calm face grew tense—"Hey!" the kiln master shouted, tearing after the carriage.

Watching her seductive, fiery figure, even Xiao Feng couldn't help but steal a few glances, then subconsciously glanced down at himself.

Upon seeing Linghu Jianchong, Xiao Feng wasted no words. Drawing his long blade, he roared and rushed at Linghu Jianchong.

A problem arose: Sha Tong held the Tianhe Water God Seal. Anyone entering Tianhe would be detected by him, making it impossible to approach, let alone surround him.

The MSS security personnel saw Xiao Feng pushing Xiao Tianyuan and all greeted Xiao Tianzhi respectfully.

The puppet beast’s core energy was unmistakable—it was the devouring kind. Liang Dong clearly sensed its function: absorbing energy.

This was no exception. Garcia's voice was abruptly cut off, his face turning blue and purple as oxygen deprivation assaulted his brain. He could barely last a few minutes more.

After entering, Lin Xifan behaved far more properly, not daring to lay a hand on Li Yuqi. Relieved, Li Yuqi set down her handbag and prepared to change clothes in her room. Just as she turned, Lin Xifan suddenly pulled her into a tight embrace.

Upon arrival, the men became as restless as if injected with stimulants. None could sit still, impatient to go shooting.

The four master engravers’ faces grew grave, their gazes at Liang Dong changed. They saw the trees withering—not because of the flame’s heat, but some other force. Such strange phenomena deserved their attention.

"By the way, boss, why don't we go back now and take a look?" Zhou Ming’s eyes shone as he looked at Liang Dong, the news from Liang’s mouth was simply irresistible.

"The Angel Clan agreed to support us, but mobilizing their forces will take time!" Back in Halo City, the Lord God Het said bitterly, recounting the results of their visit to the Angel Clan.

"This is called a car, a kind of transportation." Dantai Mingyue was at a loss as to how to explain the principle of an automobile to this primitive tribe.

Huang Rong was mentally prepared, but she hadn't expected such a stark difference between Liu Hao’s words and actions, so direct that she had no time to adjust. Her reaction was so intense only because she hadn’t been given a moment to adapt; had it been slower, she wouldn’t have responded so dramatically.

Li Mowen certainly wouldn't hand over any money—what a joke. He pulled out a business card from his pocket and neatly scribbled a line across it.