Chapter 41: Seeking Out, Singing

Jiang Liwu gazed intently at the frail Wei Xifeng, asking, "Don't want what?"

"Don't hit me... Don't hit me, it hurts, it hurts so much, Mom, don't hit me..."

Jiang Liwu's eyes widened slightly, her breath suddenly hitching. Her expression was a complex mix of heartache and pity; it seemed that Song Jinwei's act of hitting him had triggered memories of the abuse he suffered from his mother during his childhood.

"It's okay, it's okay now," Jiang Liwu coaxed softly, patting Wei Xifeng gently over the blanket.

The next second, her hand was grabbed by Wei Xifeng.

Those four powerful figures were well aware of what they were here for, especially with numerous terrified merchants and mercenaries standing behind them. If the four of them failed to display formidable strength to overawe these frightened people, all their effort would have been wasted.

Ling Yu nodded non-committally, then shook his head, a shadow of sorrow crossing his face as he thought of the middle school located two miles away from Wulin Bay.

Seven or eight bodyguards turned around in unison, and five or six pitch-black pistols materialized in their hands. Continuous gunfire erupted immediately. Only when Zhao Gan completely vanished into the hail of bullets did Eve's tightly strung nerves finally relax.

It was an unfamiliar number. Zhao Gan felt a bit puzzled. His phone had been soaked in the river last night, and even the SIM card was ruined; the phone and card he was currently using had just been sorted out this morning. Still, after the phone rang five or six times, Zhao Gan answered it.

Mengzhu's heart pounded wildly, as if the rabbit inside was about to leap out. She couldn't help taking a deep breath. The door was gently pushed open, and that familiar figure stood by the window, his back to the door. He must have seen her through the window long ago.

"What's wrong? Is there a problem?" Britney finally came to her senses at that moment, asking with great confusion upon hearing Li Yan's question.

At this, Li Siqin could finally confirm that she was not hallucinating; though very faint, those two words had indeed been uttered from Ye Chengxuan's lips.

Over the past half month, she had paid attention to the newspaper reports every single day, constantly watching for any movements from Situ Xiao.

After talking for so long, Isaac and Gordon still hadn't handed out the rewards for the Star Glory Mercenary Group, leaving Li Yan and the others feeling quite impatient.

"Wrong, dead wrong. How do you know that what you're thinking is what she wants? For all you know, she might be thinking, 'Does this man look down on me because I'm divorced?'" It had to be said that Lu Ming had indeed hit the nail on the head regarding Yan Zhi's true thoughts.

A series of coincidences, coupled with the Thai soldiers terrifying themselves, ultimately led to the current situation. The ones in front fled desperately while the ones in the rear pursued leisurely. All the taxpayers' money was consumed by the Thai soldiers simply as fuel for their escape.

Watching the four couples complete the wedding ceremonies, the friends and relatives below burst into cheers, making the scene exceptionally lively.

Meiniang lifted a tiny gap in the cloth curtain and peered out secretly, only to see Xu Junying, draped in a black cloak embroidered with gold patterns, accompanying a young man in a bright yellow cloak while conversing with Zhang Jingyun.

"Hmph, you still have the nerve to say that! You're the one who provoked me! You beat yourself up so much that you didn't dare show your face in the martial world anymore!" Xiaoyao Yunqian said indignantly.

Cuisi agreed, and along with Cuilian, went to make preparations. Cuixi and Mother Wang helped Meiniang lie down and tucked her in. Within moments, Meiniang fell into a deep sleep.

At this very moment, the arrogant demeanor previously displayed by the young master of the Black Wind Sect had finally vanished, replaced by a trace of panic and solemnity. Meanwhile, Yue Wuying, watching the battle from the side, stared at Wuoyan's figure in disbelief. Evidently, the appearance of this wind-and-fire dragon had revealed Wuoyan's true identity to her.

"Unknown," Feng Sangzi and Daoist Xuanling replied simultaneously. "A decisive battle between powerhouses of this caliber keeps its location strictly confidential, and ordinary outsiders are generally never informed."

The hotel looked quite decent. At least in Lin Feng's eyes, its standard was around five stars. After all, judging by the professional demeanor of the doorman at the entrance, it was hardly any different from the hotels Lin Feng used to frequent abroad when accompanying Su Tiannan, Su Yan's father.