Volume One, Chapter 38: Publicly Denouncing Xia Zhiyuan and Forcing Her to Apologize

Captain Yang and his team were terrified out of their wits after hearing this. Dog Egg’s father staggered to the bedside, his thin, withered hands gripping the grass-stained corner of the child’s clothes with desperate strength. “Dog Sheng, Xiao Hua, sobbing, I warned you about your greed, I warned you, and now look what’s happened. You can’t eat anything anymore, even if you wanted to.”

She could sense that, if she devoured Chu Yang, she would never have to fear anyone again, nor would she have to continue hiding in this dark tomb. She could resume the life she had in her days among the living—male favorites, power, the freedom to kill whomever she pleased. Authority, status, wealth, whatever she desired would be hers.

Her pretty face was tightly drawn, appearing no different than usual, still cold and aloof. Yet Jiang Huoshui could feel the turbulence in her emotions, a violent storm beneath the surface.

Originally, Ling Jin was about to approach, when suddenly, a fierce sword aura erupted from his body.

He hadn’t noticed while running through the icy rain, but now, as his mind cleared, an overwhelming sense of discomfort flooded over him.

Swords appeared before them, one after another, yet among them only the Flaming Sword was present; the Ice Sword had still not materialized, just as Ling Jin had planned.

Among the senior maids, they all feared Ru Xue the most. She always wore a cold expression and lacked the charm of Bai Qing and Bai Yue, who were much more likable.

Seeing this, Zhang Yang’s heart trembled, and his internal energy surged instantly. Zhang Yang didn’t try to dodge, for he knew that even if he did, it would be pointless. The room was not large; if the old man wished to do something, avoidance would not help at all.

Lan'er was left at Aunt Xu’s side, and the Second Master, about to listen to Aunt Xu’s advice and question the matter in detail, abandoned the idea as soon as Madame Qi spoke up.

Lan Yongfeng, eldest son of Lan Shou, was already nearing fifty. By rights, he was a generation above Chu Xiao, but he was far more suitable to step forward than Lan Shou himself. After all, Lan Shou’s status was far higher than Chu Xiao’s, not just by generation.

Ling Jin smiled as well, and after speaking briefly with Ling Xiao, he leapt straight into the center of the training ground.

Hearing Cangtian and Chen Huang speak with such certainty, without a trace of doubt, Long Teng looked at their serious, excited faces and finally understood—his identity was at last confirmed.

As for the mysterious golden-armored commander, he cared nothing for schemes or intrigue. With absolute strength, such plots were meaningless, brittle as dust.

Under this full-force sensing, Luo Nan’s internal energy was rapidly depleted. Yet he still hadn’t found an idea worthy of strengthening.

When Yue Yi suggested the children should watch Yin Wenwen’s performance together, Yin Wenwen’s grandmother’s expression showed a hint of hesitation.

Gazing at the fully manifested Hong Fang, Long Teng was momentarily stunned. He had witnessed Hu Fei’s manifestation before, and it was far more powerful than Hong Fang’s.

Though it was odd that the Yangtian Sect hadn’t sent any cultivators to retrieve the artifact, Luo Nan didn’t press the matter.

Liang Hao knew well that Old Yuan clearly disliked Wushuang City, and his willingness to return must be due to something Lin Yuexian had done.

After Long Teng left the Eagle Empire, Cangtian kept watch over him, secretly protecting him. Otherwise, with Long Teng’s cultivation, it would have been nearly impossible for him to survive the perilous Tiger Roar Empire.

“Where has she gone?” Dong Ze was a little annoyed. He had looked for Yan Wei before court, searching everywhere without finding her, and now she was still absent?