Volume One, Chapter 44: It’s Starting to Feel a Bit Like a Father Talking to His Son

“Suit yourself. Just don’t bother me now.” Raikage Ei spoke bluntly, then suddenly charged at Sasuke. Sasuke drew the Kusanagi Sword, and white lightning instantly flared along its blade as he met the Raikage head-on. Two men wielding the power of lightning began a fierce clash.

“You bastard, I will kill you!” Huangquan An snarled darkly. Several unmistakable claw marks marred his face—clearly the commemorative gift Maoshan Hong had just left him.

Windworn Rock was something Su Yang had obtained by accident years ago. Even Su Yang could not say for certain what effects it possessed; he only knew that it could effectively isolate one’s aura and fluctuations of law.

It seemed that his earlier, accidental loss of first place had been entirely because he had encountered two ability users whose powers perfectly countered his own.

“I know what you’re thinking, and I know what you’re going to do next. But I can tell you right now—you will regret it.” Li Jie left him with those words before departing.

Carrying this question with him, Xu Jichang hurried into his granddaughter’s bedroom and knocked on the half-closed door.

The Frostwind Army detached tens of thousands of troops, placing several trusted generals in charge of affairs in Rushing Wolf City. Rhine City was no longer a key location either, and their focus began shifting toward the neighboring Temple and Storm Nation.

“Brother, are you all right?” Chen Shao was referring to the fact that they had barely slept at all the previous night and now had to go back into the sea. It would surely be exhausting.

The man was startled. His sword trembled, and he used the force of the blow to leap three feet away. The sturdy nanmu table shattered into countless fragments, and Fatty Zhu, who had been sprawled across it, thudded heavily onto the floor.

Before the words had even left his mouth, his body suddenly rose high into the air. The long sword, which had originally been pointing forward, now aimed straight at the pitch-black heavens. It paused for less than half a second before a streak of blue-violet lightning suddenly sprang from the hilt. Like a serpent, it twisted upward and gathered at the sword tip in an instant.

He was the First Prince, Li Zizhao—and also Yin Rui, the man who had been murdered. Burdened by a deep hatred, he had been desperately seeking every possible way to return after learning that his imperial father had fallen gravely ill.

“Brother, what’s wrong with you today?” Luo Meiyu finally sensed that something was wrong with her brother.

Tangyuan sat in a tree directly opposite the house. The silver-masked man was not inside. It would be better to observe for the moment.

Jiang Lingling had been terrified by her near fall, leaving her entire body in an acutely sensitive state. When Lin Lang grabbed her, Jiang Lingling—a virgin for more than twenty years—was instantly aroused.

The red-haired man had been in the middle of showing off when his expression froze. Since graduating from high school, hardly anyone had called him by that nickname anymore. Those who wished to flatter him called him Brother Hong; those who did not simply called him Red Hair. Hearing Yang Red Hair now gave him a strangely familiar, long-forgotten warmth.

Yet she was disappointed. The man had hidden his thoughts so well that she had discovered almost nothing.

Relying on his keen sense of smell, Tangyuan quickly climbed to the third floor of the residential building and slipped deftly into the room from which the fragrance emanated.

This time it was Nan Zhiqiao’s voice. Ye Zhenzhen heard him clearly and sat upright in her sleeping bag with a start. She unzipped the tent and immediately saw Nan Zhiqiao standing outside.

After leaving the welfare center, Nan Zhiqiao’s original plan had been to go to the cinema with Zhenzhen.

Xia Qingyuan and He Jiming each looked their team leaders over. Seeing that they were in much better condition and that their divine power had recovered by roughly twenty percent, the two men finally felt relieved.

The sums involved were enormous, and the number of officials implicated was astonishingly large—an exceedingly rare occurrence. This time, the Prince of Shu showed no mercy at all. He laid the account books out one by one before the court, every figure striking the officials of the Prince of Liang’s faction like a resounding slap. Every life lost through collusion and false accusation became a manifestation of guilt, tearing away the hypocritical mask of the Prince of Liang.

In the southwestern region of the Qingcheng Empire, on the territory of a collateral branch of the Liu family, two men in black robes stood in stunned disbelief. How much time had really passed? Their clan had already become this desolate—wild grass growing everywhere, ruined walls crumbling around them. Could this truly be compared with the prosperous territory their branch had once possessed?

Liu Chuan really did look utterly confident. Could he truly have a way to cross this insurmountable gulf?

“Yes, Senior Queen Bee, Master, let’s leave at once! Even if we must die, we will not die in front of him!” Liu Chuan shouted.

“Ah, Sister, it’s already too late. Can’t you see? Zhao Boquan is here, and so is Qingcheng Aoxue. Do you really think Father has what it takes to deal with them?” Lu Feng sighed.

However, just as Liu Ye was about to speak and explain matters to Dian Wei, Elder Xu entered through the door with a physician carrying a medicine chest.

Zhao Jingyi gave Dada a cold look, took the cloak from Lin Xi, and draped it over him. Then, without the slightest hesitation, he strode outside.

“Senior, how can you think that way? You fought the entire Tianya alone. No one before you has ever done such a thing, and no one after you will either. To have reached this point is truly astonishing. Don’t worry about your injuries—I believe Liu Chuan can resolve them!”

After locking the door again, Shi Qian used a flashlight to illuminate the road ahead of Yu Fei. He walked to the car and opened the passenger door for her. Once she had taken her seat, he moved into the driver’s seat and started the engine. When his gaze shifted to the fuel gauge, he could not help freezing.

The people kneeling in the hall left one after another. The moment they stepped outside, they all hurried to the front courtyard and knelt in unison, filling nearly half the yard.

Comrade Old Qin was just about to capture Shi Muyang’s black bishop when his raised hand came to a halt. To everyone’s surprise, he began seriously pondering what Qin Su had just said.

Feng He: “…” He was left so thoroughly speechless that his breath lodged in his throat, and he stared at Xuan Yu in utter disbelief.

The wire made several soft clicks as it moved inside the keyhole. Then, with a crisp snap, the iron lock opened by itself.

Yun Xi called Mu Feichi to share the good news, but the phone rang for a long time without anyone answering. When she called Mu Residence, the butler told her that Mu Feichi had gone on a mission. She did not call again. By the time Mu Feichi finally phoned late that night, she was already asleep.

At that, Elizabeth finally lifted her head. The faint upward curve of her lips, which had appeared only moments before, widened and rose fully. Her anger turned to delight, and she could no longer hide her smile.