Volume 1, Chapter 61: The Second Young Master Has Arrived

61.
Xie Ruyue coaxed Madame Xie into finishing her medicine and then had Hongye help her to bed to rest.
Standing by the couch, she looked down at Xie Jiaoyue lying upon it.
However, just as Diao Yue'e was preparing to utter words of admiration when Ma Chao came out to greet her, she never expected that Ma Chao would ignore the welcome entirely and head straight back into the city. After she swallowed her pride and led her troops into the city, he actually spoke to Li Yan first, and his words were even filled with discrimination against her.
Since they had decided to have piano accompaniment this time, the usual practice sessions on the school rooftop could no longer be used.
Naturally, regarding his battle with Jing Yiwei yesterday, he had no intention of showing any respect to Jing Yiwei, because Jing Yiwei had bullied Ruolan.
Upon seeing Edward Weevil's name on this list, Tianlei was amused. This was the first time Tianlei had laughed out of sheer amusement simply upon seeing a pirate's name.
"Um." Huanji and Yueying stared blankly in the direction where Sakumo and the others had left, then exchanged glances, snorted, and turned their heads away from each other.
The Lion King muttered foolishly to himself, only to hear that his voice seemed to have completely changed.
At this moment, another snow-white leg rested atop Ling Tian's body, and a pair of delicate arms wrapped around Ling Tian's neck from behind.
Taylor and that supermodel, who had emerged along with her, looked at the fireworks and then at Lin Chuxue, finally merging the two images into one.
One of the younger family members, unable to bear the terror, turned and bolted toward the lawn outside the villa. He tripped over the threshold along the way, but scrambling and crawling, he fled for his life as fast as he could.
Qian Qingfu and the others were momentarily stunned, then turned their heads following the man's pointing finger, only to see a somewhat reserved youth standing beside Nangong Hong.
With a mighty roar from Wen Zhong, the area between his brows seemed to split open, revealing a deep mark. From this mark, a blinding white light burst forth like a fierce, piercing sword blade shooting straight toward Master Huanglong himself.
My pupils contracted slightly. No wonder this fellow was so formidable—he turned out to be a high-ranking member of the Purification Society. It seemed a fierce battle was inevitable today.
As soon as the Raging Bull Demon uttered these words, the grand hall once again lapsed into an eerie silence, and the expressions of everyone present became even more peculiar.
"A good method?" Li Junwei had no idea what Li Jundu was thinking, but Li Jundu continued, "You are the Emperor's son and the brother of the Empire's monarch, which is why you were enfeoffed as the Prince of Yu. But at the same time, you are also my, the Emperor's, brother; I can just as easily enfeoff you as a prince and make you the Prince of Yu as well."
The solid ground instantly shattered into pieces, and thick cracks rapidly spread into the distance, snapping several giant trees—each requiring a dozen people to embrace—straight across the middle.
Before the Necromancer could publicly expose your identity, Luo Qiancheng had already erased her figure from your field of vision. This was the proof that she had long since confirmed you to be a mechanical being.
Just as I was reading this, a sudden wave of weakness washed over me. Immediately afterward, the scene before my eyes shifted, and I found myself standing upon the Yin-Yang Soul-Locking Mirror, with Molan and Xia Yiyi supporting me.
Like a madman, I grabbed a middle-aged man by the collar, my face turning pale. A sense of terror flooded my heart—could that terrifying prophecy be about to manifest once again?
Yet when you replied, "You guys go ahead, I'll catch up shortly," you immediately realized Yifei's crucial importance! Why on earth had you insisted on capturing Yifei back then? Regardless of who had been kidnapped at the scene, even if it were John, it wouldn't have made exposure any easier.
Instructor Zhang was burning with fury. His figure surged straight toward the man before him, his palms slightly curved, his ten fingers hardening like profound iron and gleaming with a cold, piercing light.