Volume One, Chapter 27: Luminol

Gu Nanxiao strode into the police station and headed straight for the reception room.

The woman rose to greet him the moment he entered.

"Officer, my husband has been missing for three days."

As she spoke, tears began to stream down her face.

Gu Nanxiao took a clear look at the woman’s features, furrowing his brow slightly as he glanced at the documents on the table.

"Ms. Wang, please take your time."

The woman began to recount her story.

Gu Nanxiao’s gaze grew increasingly puzzled as he watched her.

A cold smirk played on Ye Yi’s lips. Just as she was about to speak, someone knocked on the door and pushed it open.

"I’m not hungry today, and I don’t want to waste anything. Why don’t you finish it for me?" Leng Dianchen looked at An Ruoran with a serious and righteous expression.

Is it true that because the person is Lan Yuxi, it no longer matters who else is in that position?

Family members could not attend the matches as they had in previous days, but the Princess Consort, holding a formal title, was permitted to accompany the Prince of Pingjiang inside. Ye Wucheng, as the future Crown Princess, was also among those invited.

This was naturally a good thing, but Zhang Yuan felt little joy. What he lacked most right now was not physical strength, but a true God-of-War class mecha.

Everyone watched, and indeed, after a relentless series of physical clashes, neither had gained the upper hand. Compared to Xia Zixuan, Pulao was immensely astonished, harboring doubts about whether Xia Zixuan was also a demon incarnate; otherwise, how could a human possess such formidable physical power?

While everyone else was mesmerized by their high-speed racing, I found my mind wandering. I simply couldn’t fathom why Ye Hansheng had suddenly appeared.

Who would have thought that Linda would merely cast a glance, disregarding Wang Siyu entirely before turning and walking away.

He had truly fallen for her. What was he to do? Qin Shao looked at Ye Qingcheng in his arms, his heart in turmoil. He had fallen in love once again with someone destined to leave him. Only this time, there was no deception, no concealment—only raw, honest sincerity.

Qiao Anming realized that Du Ruo seemed different today. It wasn't her makeup or the intoxication, but her eyes—like a naked succubus, making him afraid to meet her gaze.

Britannia was teeming with talent in every field. Their military was composed of successive generations of war geniuses, and their soldiers were warriors with years of combat experience. Surely, they hadn't all learned everything just by following behind Ryan?

The Demon King Zie nodded in satisfaction, but as she prepared to say more, the exertion aggravated the wound on her chest, causing a fit of violent coughing that stained the surrounding seawater red with blood.

Looking at the state of Yan Xiaohai and Old Lin, Lin Miao understood that from now on, they would at most be nothing more than casual acquaintances.

After Suiren-shi, Youchao-shi, Ziyi-shi, and the various elders of the human race served immortal tea and spiritual fruits to Zhou Xuan and the six sages, they withdrew directly from the grand reception hall.

Unlike the Han army, which had a clear hierarchy and order, the status and rank within the Yellow Turban Army were not determined solely by lineage.

Meanwhile, the German Crusaders—the very ones Saladin prayed to Allah would not march south to join forces with the British—were, under the leadership of their triumphant Crown Prince Henry, marching from Konya toward Ankara.

Liu Bei shouted without hesitation—for he had deployed his vanguard and cavalry on the flanks. Protected by heavy cavalry, heavy shield-bearers, and horse-chopping swordsmen, the Yellow Turban forces attacking the flanks could not break through the defensive line.

Three thousand cavalry were not worth Cao Hong dealing with personally; he could simply dispatch five thousand of his own to hold them firmly in check. As for the garrison within Shangdang city coming out to fight, Cao Hong actually hoped they would. That way, he could use his absolute numerical superiority to finish off the defending army in this remote location and take Shangdang with ease.

It turned out that while Zhou Nan was coercing the master's wife in his room last night, rumors had already begun to circulate through the yamen that he had successfully taken her.