Chapter Sixty-Seven: The Woman Abused at Home (2)

Liu Xin returned home, her hands trembling as she pushed open the door. She could already imagine the scene awaiting her inside.

"Bang!"

As soon as she stepped across the threshold, a bowl came flying toward her, and Liu Xin instinctively dodged.

"Where on earth have you been? You've been missing since early morning, were you out messing around?"

A middle-aged woman with a mean-spirited face strode over aggressively, her finger nearly poking into Liu Xin's eyes!

"You haven't even cooked..."

Judging by the spiritual energy within his body, Fan Xiaodong was confident that he was not much inferior to a cultivator in the early Nascent Soul stage.

Abu Sith supported Zhang Tiancheng, lowering his head to examine Zhang's injuries while shouting to the surrounding crowd.

"You truly are remarkable! My innermost thoughts are completely transparent to you." The deity mistakenly believed that Bardock had read his mind, unaware that Bardock was Son Goku's father—otherwise, who could possibly look so much like him?

Never mind. If we are fated, we shall meet again. Bardock thought to himself, no longer caring about these two soon-to-be bosses.

In the days that followed, imperial concubine Chu would arrive here punctually every single time, only leaving when the empress dowager returned. Every night, when the dead of night brought absolute silence, I always loved to vent my grievances against Concubine Chu to the white snow.

Lin Ling squeezed her way to the very front, where she saw a "big dog" with a completely white coat that was now heavily soiled with mud. At that moment, the "big dog"'s front leg was suspended in the air as it slowly limped forward.

"Never mind. After this trip back, I plan to rest for a few days and then head down to Xuzhou and Yangzhou to see if I can procure some raw materials there." Wen Linxu was addicted to traveling and intended to walk across every corner of the Great Tang's mountains and rivers.

"No need. I still have some business to attend to, and I won't delay your wedding night. You should get some good rest these next few days, I'm granting you leave." Takagi Junichiro patted Mao Xiangri on the shoulder and departed with his honor guard.

Looking at the magnificent and luxurious city lord's mansion before him, Wang Jie couldn't help clicking his tongue in wonder at how wealthy the place truly was. With a flicker of his figure, he flashed directly inside.

"Bang!" Liu Bin fired the first shot, striking Mayor Yang squarely in the forehead. Mayor Yang was still dancing around and shouting at the top of his lungs, but the moment he was hit, his voice cut off abruptly. Maintaining a bizarre posture, he collapsed to the ground. The surrounding soldiers who had been howling wildly, along with Takagi Junichiro, were left utterly stunned. Liu Bin had actually fired.

This palm strike utilized nearly all of his internal energy, and Andrei could sense the violent undulations of energy contained within it, yet he remained utterly indifferent. Such an attack was simply incapable of harming him.

Thinking of how the dignified Ma Dayuan, deputy chief of the Beggars' Party, was not only murdered by his own wife but also cuckolded to boot, everyone could not help feeling a twinge of pity and sympathy for him.

Yet it was precisely Cheng Sijin's attitude of not treating himself as some lofty, untouchable prince that made him feel extraordinarily grounded and comfortable.

"What is the situation on your end?" asked our bald director from the other end of the telephone.

"It's not like that, Loki. Things aren't the way you imagine..." However, the voice grew increasingly faint, and Odin's Gungnir slipped from his grasp, the crisp clatter proclaiming that Odin had fallen to the ground, while Loki gently supported him at his side.

"Alright, it's time to return. I'll send you across using a black hole first. Rest assured, Ward doesn't know." Hearing these words, Bruno lowered the head he had just raised.

"What evidence do you have? Can you actually prove his innocence?" Liu Qiming asked with disbelief.

Qi Ming's icy voice echoed in Chu Ping's ears. Without waiting for Chu Ping to speak again, Qi Ming retreated back into the vintage mobile phone, and no matter how Chu Ping called out to him, it was completely useless.

"Sir, I have worked under your command for over a decade, yet I have never heard you mention anything about the young master's past. And you... are you truly, as Li Huarong claimed, a spy planted in the Celestial Empire's Council by the Three Swords Council?" Wang Chen asked with a puzzled expression.