Chapter 39: That Is Truly Unchivalrous

However, Jin Shixun’s efforts had produced an unmistakable effect. By now, everyone at the banquet knew that Jin Shixun and I were a couple.

“Mr. Jin and Miss Qin make such a perfect pair. I never realized before that Mr. Jin could be so attentive to his girlfriend.”

“What does Miss Qin do? I don’t think I’ve seen her around before.”

With his arm around me, Jin Shixun led me through the crowd...

The terrifying speed at which his health regenerated, together with his percentage-based life steal, clearly indicated that he possessed formidable sustained-combat ability.

His attitude displeased Zhao Zhiyun, and a flicker of unhappiness crossed her eyes before she quickly suppressed it.

Faced with the astonished and puzzled gazes directed at them, Lelin gave a slight nod, confirming what Lu Yu had said.

Lulu initially denied it, believing that this potion was nowhere near potent enough to link their consciousnesses completely. At most, it could create an emotional resonance between them. Yet as she continued speaking, even she began to sound uncertain.

But with the Qian forces already trapped like turtles in a jar, the Great Yue did not charge forward recklessly. Instead, it intended to eliminate the Qian soldiers at the lowest possible cost.

Lin Luo did not need to activate the Eye of Insight; the information fed back by the Eye of Ascension was already sufficient for him to see the situation clearly.

There was no doubt that Thunderblade possessed an exceptionally strong affinity for the thunder element. Moreover, from what he had learned about Black Hoe Thunder Fang, the blade had been forged from a meteorite that had fallen from beyond the heavens. Its body was extraordinarily sturdy, no weaker than Thunderstone.

This was especially true of various cultivation techniques and related spells. That way, he would suffer no losses and would not need to worry about whether an enemy might obtain his techniques and spells through an exchange and use them against him. By the time such an enemy mastered them, he would most likely no longer be in this world.

Gu Xifu secretly hid the man’s outer robe. After returning to her room, she furtively washed it and hung it out to dry.

Late that night, when all was silent, a furtive figure stealthily climbed onto the eastern wall of the Gu residence. Taking a packet from his clothes, he smeared its contents over every place along the wall where he could find a foothold, muttering under his breath as he worked.

“Who’s joking with you? I’ve still got a living bodhisattva at home to take care of. I’m leaving!” Lin Yu waved his hand, dispersing the smoke before him, then stepped out the door.

The two men in black were left even more shaken by those words. Could it be that this fellow had already seen through everything?

He was truly reduced to such straits that even a penny had become a fortune. Chai Hua, his face covered in exasperation, silently pulled out his Huawei phone and prepared to ask where Qi Xianzu had reached and how they should meet up.

Gazing dreamily at the considerate man before her, she thought that perhaps she would owe this man for the rest of her life—the man who drove with such single-minded concentration, yet occasionally turned his head to glance at her.

Shuke addressed Yi Ri Qian Li with a mischievous grin, but he did not mention knowing the captain or wanting to obtain anything from him.

“District Seven, Vito 1000, programmer at the police headquarters of East Shanghai City-State. Ho ho, and from headquarters at that.” He raised the head enclosed in a round helmet and stared at Vito. Although Vito could not see his eyes, he could still feel the chill in that gaze.

Qixuan said innocently, already knowing that he had been thoroughly rejected by his own CEO. He cast a resentful glance at Feng Ruoxi, who was busy at work, then resigned himself to walking out of the CEO’s office.

It was hardly unusual in their line of work for a model to lose her temper and refuse to cooperate during a shoot. Everyone assumed that Han Jiaying had returned to the tent to rest and thought nothing more of it. It was not until the following day that they realized how serious the matter was.

Lin Yu nearly burst out laughing. His father feared nothing in the world, yet one word from his mother was enough to make him surrender.

Anyone who dared cause trouble outside Near Jiangnan either had powerful connections or had simply left his brains at home. Either way, Feng Guozhen needed to make his position clear. Otherwise, if he acted spineless now, he would never be able to lead his team again.