Chapter 32: Then Let’s Just Confront Them Directly

I will never easily forgive anyone who has hurt me. What I must do now is wash away all these scandals and clear my name.

"Very well, I will not interfere too much with what you have decided." Jin Shixun watched me, seeing that I had made up my mind and appeared unwilling to brook any dissent. He had no intention of trying to persuade me otherwise; he simply rose and prepared to leave.

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For every bit the seven-colored light dimmed, something incredibly miraculous occurred out of thin air. In one place, for instance, the earth was replaced by a sea of blood, within which ghosts wailed and wolves howled, evoking a profound, chilling sense of dread from the depths of one's soul.

That time, she was the one to leave first. She must have been afraid—afraid of being rejected, afraid of suffering heartache once again.

"I am Shen Luoyao of the Shen Group in Jiangcheng. I have come specifically to discuss a partnership with your resort. Here is my business card!" Just as Yan Liuwu was about to lose her temper, Shen Luoyao took an exquisitely crafted, gold-plated embossed card from her wallet and handed it over.

In the countryside, almost every household hung a large lantern above their front gate. These lanterns served a purpose; during the busy farming season, when people often returned home late at night, the lights helped them find their way to the village entrance.

"Who would have thought that after ten thousand years, he would actually touch the threshold of this realm? But thinking he can step on Jing Feixue to declare that his era has not yet passed—that is far from enough!" Inside the colorful carriage, Yuan Yao’s lips curled into an intriguing smile, instantly radiating a myriad of charms and seductive grace.

Not to mention the super-powered individuals standing behind them; the Umbrella Corporation was currently the hegemon of the world. They had observed carefully and waited until most of the Umbrella combat personnel had deployed before daring to come here, for those remaining behind were merely ordinary people.

Shen Yu laughed heartily, shot upward into the sky, and hovered at a great height. He sat cross-legged, closed his eyes, and released his divine sense to probe the ground below.

Even though Snake’s voice was filled with electrical interference, a trace of a smile could still be heard within his words.

Fine, since he is a future Saint, I will endure it for now. If he fails to become a Saint later, I will settle the score then.

Zhang Fan activated his Celestial Eye and followed him into the room. It was a spacious apartment with three bedrooms, a living room, a bathroom, and a kitchen.

"How are things going with you and the Luo family now?" Old Peng turned his head and asked Gao Xiong.

Just as she felt a flicker of surprise, a figure flashed before her. Huang Di appeared by her side, grabbed her, and pulled her down behind a protruding battlement at the corner of the courtyard wall.

It was a pity—a great pity—that the Seven-Treasure Heavenly Palace had only completed less than five percent of its analysis of the Void-Crossing Divine Ship flagship; there was absolutely no possibility of replicating such a massive vessel.

The family was not wealthy to begin with. To pay for Chen Ping’s father’s medical treatment, they had not only spent all their savings but also fallen into deep debt. After her father recovered, his health was never the same, and no factory would hire him. He could only scavenge for trash to sell, and the family’s life grew increasingly impoverished.

Now, he had repeatedly become a burden to Jiang Chen, yet a gaze filled with growing determination flickered in Gai Shi’s eyes.

Over the past month, Su Xi’s popularity in class had soared. Because she was a good student and never grew impatient when anyone asked for her help—often explaining problems even better than the teachers—many students felt grateful toward her. Seeing her arrive, many greeted her warmly.

Tang Xuanhu crossed his twin swords. A sharp, fierce aura erupted from his body, causing even the ground beneath his feet to crack. As the winds and clouds shifted, his eyes were filled with determination and murderous intent, his words carrying an irresistible power that seemed to command submission.

Luo’er withdrew her hand. The branches of the Vermilion Fruit trees became increasingly gnarled and powerful; the trunks grew half a foot taller, and several tender new branches sprouted, accompanied by hundreds of new green leaves that were also slightly larger than before.