Chapter 56: Waging the Name of the Strongest in the North Blue, Defeat Is Not an Option!

Li Yi was unable to attend her sister’s funeral.
Her parents forbade her from going, and in the end, she only caught a distant glimpse of it.
Afterwards, she went to school.
She attended classes in a daze, and when she returned home, she found numerous messages from relatives and acquaintances—perhaps not true friends—on her phone.
They condemned her for not even attending her sister’s funeral, calling her heartless, especially since her sister had cared for her so much since childhood.
Ye Ming knew this was the one thing he could not hide; he nodded silently, neither denying nor confirming Li Mengyao’s suspicions. After all, nothing had happened between him and Leng Xinyu—he had a clear conscience.
Nan Xueyu stood up slowly and returned to her seat, lowering her eyelids in silence, neither speaking nor revealing her stance, as if lost in thought.
Half a month later, a boat suddenly passed by in the distance. Ouyang became excited, leaping high into the air. With a flick of his right hand, he launched a dark-hued throwing knife that sparked like fire as it streaked through the air, striking a ten-meter-high stack of wood.
Of course, she was even more worried about Ye; after all, Ye was too soft-hearted and unwilling to defy the emperor’s orders. Who knew if he would suffer punishment in the future? If she left just like that, who would advise Ye then?
“Call your director here! Otherwise, he might as well forget about being director!” Ouyang said coldly.
Ye Ming chatted briefly with Chen Jun before hanging up. He felt at ease entrusting this matter to Chen Jun. Among his three brothers, only Chen Jun was fierce in a fight; the other two were an honest, diligent student and a computer expert, neither involved in combat.
The next moment, before two red-clad ninjas could rush forward, Ouyang dashed ahead, holding a Tiger Tooth MT inverted in his left hand and gripping a thirty-centimeter curved blade in his right.
“I originally planned to trap you here, make you a shadow beside Zheng Ge for me. But I was wrong—so absurdly wrong! You are not him, nor can you replace him. Zheng Ge died thousands of years ago,” Ah Fang continued slowly.
After settling matters with Zhou Ruijie and tidying up the martial arts gym, Zhao Jingdong had no desire to nap anymore. Changing his clothes, he deliberately went to visit Li Scar’s shop.
Soon, Lan Ling’er caught a faint, strange fragrance—subtle and peaceful—but she couldn’t identify it. She turned her head to search around but found no trace. For a moment, Lan Ling’er’s eyes flickered slightly, but she chose to ignore it.
The two hid silently on the rooftop beams, waiting quietly for the assassin to arrive. In truth, Guo Bo wasn’t even sure if the assassin would come, so they could only wait patiently.
After a conversation among the three, they realized they were staying at the same inn, their rooms close by—truly a twist of fate.
Cui Shicai had drunk quite a lot, his face flushed. Unable to resist the guest’s hospitality, he drank glass after glass.
“Don’t paint the soaring thousand fathoms, the rivers in the south hang a hundred zhang. Reeds in summer do not connect, snow in winter is hard to climb. The mountains are desolate, and so are the people.”
Suddenly, the kitchen filled with the aroma of cooking, yet I had no energy to follow the scent to find food. I lay on the bed like a lifeless doll, my vacant gaze fixed on the ceiling.
Jiao Mengting was scalded and cried out, “Ah!” dropping everything she was carrying to the floor.
I shook my head, knowing full well that even if we fought to the death, turning everything into a bloodbath, we would not be able to save them. Liu Quan had enough time to take their last breath.
If he were not the identity she suspected, why go through such trouble? But if he was truly her own son, why was there obstruction?
Could it be—could it be that brother was truly willing? Dai Jin saw Dai Zhang’s calm expression; it hardly seemed like a decision forced upon him. Instead, it looked as if he longed for it deeply.
Except for a few top players who might possess them, most others’ equipment remained at the blue and purple levels.