Chapter 22: The True Master Emerges

If Yin Buqun had known what consequences would follow from uttering those words, he would surely have fought desperately to keep his mouth shut.

“Oh? You’re thinking of making a move against my family?”

Ye Cheng laughed, but this time his smile was sinister, sending chills down Liu Meng’s spine, who had already witnessed his terrifying nature.

“Don’t, Second Brother! Hurry up and apologize to this master!” Ma Qiang could see that I knew they were called ‘the outsiders’, so he dropped the pretense and spoke bluntly: “If you’ve got the guts, come again.” Sensing my chance, I knew I had to start the fire first to assert my stance, and I had to target a blond-haired one to set the tone.

Duke Kao’s words made all the warriors’ hearts race. When an officer gives a speech, even if these soldiers are afraid, they can only say they’re not. Yet their insincere answers were easily seen through by Duke Kao.

“When he wakes up, he’ll forget everything that happened during this time. That way, no one will discover our actions,” Marifell said calmly.

When the Crown Prince heard Mu Meiqing scold me, he laughed heartily. I couldn’t lose my temper in front of these two, after all, they were important figures.

Searching for the Fallen Angel’s Heart was nearly certain death, which was why he hadn’t wanted to bring Tonilo along.

“I’ve been away from the company for a while. There’s a mountain of work piled up that I must handle. If you don’t want to go out with Dr. Ling, then help me out with official business,” Huang Zhiqiang said.

It was truly astonishing. No matter how one looked at it, this inheritance shouldn’t fall to such a youth. So many formidable forces were watching like tigers eyeing their prey, yet it was this young man who received it. How could anyone not be perplexed?

Yang Chan was feeding pastries to the Jade Fox. Hearing him speak, she pointed at the osmanthus cake and almond candy on the table, meaning: isn’t there food right here?

The Emperor naturally possessed the power to balance the entire domain. The temporary dissolution of this region, in his mind, was merely the water in the cup turning murky and needing to be poured out. As for when a new cup of clear water would be poured, the Emperor had long since planned it.

“Go on, stop teasing me. Of course I can handle it! Hurry up and eat, or I won’t pay the bill!” Han Yan, seeing Nightshade’s delicate and innocent appearance, felt quite fond of her.

The Celestial Way Master of the Zodiac Gate was not at the Nascent Soul stage, nor had he died. It was all an illusion.

Duan Jinrui scoffed and said no more. Since that incident years ago, he had never again believed in so-called fatherly affection.

Too many unexpected events had happened since then, so the two barely met over the years. Even when they did, it was always in a rush, parting quickly. Now, the burden on Wang Jie’s shoulders allowed him not a moment’s slack.

Yun Fengjin’s men withdrew from the mountain, and soon, a dozen horses arrived at the foot. The guards dismounted and hurried up the mountain, vigilantly scanning the surrounding woods.

The people of Tusu Kingdom must have received the gifts by now, along with those arrangements they thought would never be needed. When news of his death spread, the chessboard would begin. Duan Jinrong, I won’t hope for another life—the odds are too small to gamble. What does it matter if the frontier changes, or the world? Even if retribution exists in this world, what then?

“You’re Qingyan, aren’t you? Don’t just stand there, find a place to sit down,” Xuanming said calmly, looking at Qingyan. Only then did Qingyan lift her head and look toward the source of the voice.

The two finally raised their heads and saw Nightshade. Immediately, they threw themselves into Nightshade’s arms. Nightshade sighed, and two silver needles appeared in his hand, piercing their backs. Gradually, the pair drifted into sleep.

Liu Moyan’s fingers twined around the strands of hair falling over her neck, looping them again and again, releasing them near her ear. The slightly curled locks hung at her ear, imparting a strange, alluring charm.