Chapter 59

While others get caught in the crossfire just standing around, the backup dancers were dragged into the spotlight to be praised—having only come to act as background scenery, they were instead weaponized by anti-fans to attack Xiao Ziyu. The backup dancer stood nearby, trembling with anxiety, terrified that Xiao Ziyu might see those comments and ruin the hard-earned opportunity to appear on such a grand stage.

All of this made Bai Zhou's skin crawl—whether it was that mountain, or himself laughing maniacally at the peak.

Qin Taijian and Yuan Huanlang were conversing with great pleasure. After all, both were officials who had surrendered from the previous dynasty, and they could be considered old acquaintances. Back in the day, Yuan Huanlang had been a notorious playboy in the imperial capital, adept at handling any situation, and very few people did not know him.

Song Jiang, Wu Yong, Lin Chong, Qin Ming, and Huang Xin all stared with incredulous eyes at the completely calm Lord Chai.

Afterwards, the others went to a reception room to drink coffee and rest, while Buleiyi took me to meet their clan leader.

Upon discovering that Su Haoran was unusually engaging in push-up training all by himself, he became even more convinced of this notion.

Chen Ying had no heart to reminisce about the Chongyang Palace of yesteryear. With a few leaps, she scaled the mountain and arrived at the site of the Chongyang Palace ruins.

Qinglang let out a "hehe" chuckle, rubbed his nose, and looked at Yan Shao. Yan Shao naturally held his behavior in contempt. Besides, Yan Shao knew that Qinglang was a man of Yan Xian. In these extraordinary times, for Qinglang to sneak into South Korea alone, hide in the tree canopy, and spy on them, his intentions were self-evident.

Without a word, Xu Chunzhi wrapped an arm around Lin Wanxin's waist, grabbed a torch with his other hand, and sprinted through the gloomy tunnel. When they reached the cell where the youth was being held, the coughing and wheezing sounds from inside had already grown extremely faint.

Xiang Wen steadied his nerves and added, "If not for Brother Chen's assistance, I'm afraid the incident back then would have been treated quite differently. I am an old friend of Qu Yang's older brother. Since you saved him, Xiang Wen appreciates your kindness." He cupped his fists and bowed deeply to Lin Shenshen.

Even Luo Ziyu would not believe that what happened earlier was a misunderstanding. Being here now, Magnolia naturally could not do anything directly to the Second Prince, but given the Second Prince's shrewdness, he could not possibly fail to understand the implication behind her words.

The brave and formidable Cheng Yanzhong took the stage once again, offering Su Ruoyao the gentle tenderness of a spring breeze—a vast improvement over moments prior. Su Ruoyao stopped blaming him as much and instead cooperated, granting him whatever he desired and sought.

As the boxing champions of Arizona, the two brothers' strength was beyond doubt. Even though the three men in black were former special forces soldiers, a three-on-two match left them somewhat helpless against the duo.

Liu Jiangnan hastily lifted the quilt and checked to make sure his lower body was completely intact. Suddenly, he did not know whether the present was real, or if yesterday's scene of him being killed was just an illusion.

"Don't be afraid. Stop letting your imagination run wild. I won't let you get lost, and I'll never give anyone else the chance to kidnap you again." Ye Qingjue straightened Luo Wusheng's posture and replied with absolute firmness.

Zhang Zijing and Li Feng exchanged a glance, discovering a trace of shock in each other's eyes—though in Li Feng's case, it was a profound shock.

Yang Shiguang's remark completely infuriated Qin Xiao. Did this Chen Guolong think he could turn the world upside down? He decided to make a personal trip to the poverty alleviation office to see what on earth Chen Guolong was trying to pull.

"Hahaha..." As soon as Luo Wusheng spoke, not just Fifth Mo, but everyone in the room except Luo Wusheng burst into loud laughter.

Five demon gods who had reached the early SS-rank shuttled around the vampire from five directions. In less than three seconds, they had pierced the wretched and sneaky vampire into the shape of a fishing net.

Yige's left arm and wrist reconnected seamlessly, like a sword sliding back into its scabbard. He loosened his palm, and resting quietly within it was a cluster of golden sand grains! As these grains scattered, their color dimmed for a fraction of a second, as if something had been drained away from them.

That wooden stick was exceptionally thin, just slightly thicker than a finger, and pliable enough to snap with a gentle bend.

"Of course not. What if some accident occurs..." The two companions appeared somewhat anxious. After all, they hadn't even figured out the opponent's background; how could they let Bai Feng enter the tiger's den alone?

Returning to the courtyard, Niuniu obediently went inside to draw, while Li Hanyun sat in a chair by the doorway, staring blankly in a daze.

Her four uncles and senior martial brothers lived in reclusion deep in the mountains, practically living immortals, and held the highest seniority. Though her own master, as the sect leader, shared the same generation as the other four, his status was slightly higher. To dare call the sect leader master a junior successor? This person was truly interesting.

Catching a giant axe with his bare hands—there was no mistake, it was bare hands, without even releasing any spiritual energy. Yudula effortlessly snatched the giant axe away and swung it back at her opponent.

Merely at the foot of the mountain, he could already sense powerful auras lurking within the green peaks. Climbing this mountain would likely yield no favors.

Ye Yingzhi felt a shock in his heart. He hadn't expected the other party to have seen through Li Xiaoyao's identity long ago, and he wondered how the fat man would respond next. As soon as they heard those words, the four bodyguards beside the brocade-robed young master Qian Yi tightly gripped the sabers at their waists, fixing their wary gazes upon the fat Daoist priest.

In the air, Xie Nantian finally exhausted his physical strength and gave up the chase just as the figure in black slipped through the barrier of light to escape, dropping back down to the ground.

With an utterly ordinary appearance and wearing ordinary coarse clothes, he wouldn't stand out even if thrown into a crowd. His figure was slender but by no means robust, and his gaze was as placid as if nothing had happened at all.

For a man's luck to hit such a miserable low point in this lifetime—even the master of the house couldn't bear it anymore. Not only did he drop the matter of Liang Qiushi trespassing and peeping at a married couple's private affairs, but he even tossed Liang Qiushi two thousand bucks for nutritional expenses.

Yuan Xiao had no way to deny that she was using Yao Xiaodan's situation as an excuse, but one thing remained unclear to her: Yuan Yuan's purpose in impersonating her.