Volume 1 Chapter 26: Gao Fei'er's Crisis

"Snap!"

A crisp slap echoed with startling clarity through the pitch-black forest.

"Ye Feng, I truly misjudged you. I never expected you to be this kind of person! You actually tried to rape me. I am going back to tell the others and let them see your true colors," Gao Fei'er said, trembling with immense rage.

"I... I... that was the side effect of the fruit, it wasn't my true intention! Besides, didn't you... didn't you eat it too..." Ye Feng, having regained his senses, clutched his slightly swollen cheek and cursed under his breath.

This slap had effectively jolted him into a state of absolute clarity. If a sound that loud didn't wake him up, then nothing would.

Huo Xu let out a long sigh of relief, but Shi Yu turned pale, cold sweat beading on her forehead as she stammered, "No! Look at that! What is that?!" Fu Xuan and the others nearby turned their gaze in the same direction.

I walked around the house. The layout remained much the same as it had been decades ago; aside from a somewhat newer television, the furnishings and furniture were unchanged.

Qingwu Lane—a name I hadn't heard mentioned in a long time. Three years ago, Qiu Lan had died there. Hearing it brought up again so suddenly made me nervous.

"Yes, sir." The young man saluted, quickly pulled the office door shut, and vanished at the end of the corridor.

Yang Liangxi shook her head. "I don't know." Although Su Mechen said he would take her along, work wasn't child's play; she doubted it would be possible.

"Fine. I'll buy this car. Just tell me the price; I, Old Li, can certainly afford a vehicle like this!" Mr. Li cut off Lin Yu's words, intent on making the purchase directly.

This golf villa was not only an entertainment venue used by President Kai to maintain his social connections in Tianhai City, but also a secret base for storing a large cache of arms.

Zhen Qian was rushed away by emergency services, and Zhao Hai was taken into custody by the police. By the time everything had calmed down, it was long past the end of the workday.

The nobleman in ornate robes looked astonished. They had intended to send people to keep a secret watch on Zhou Yi. These individuals were "Shadow Guards" from among the Dragon Clan's elite; though their cultivation wasn't necessarily the highest, their skills in concealment and evasion surpassed even the elders of the Dragon Clan.

Yang Liangxi nodded. So that was the reason. She had been wondering if Su Mechen’s father and uncles were still living as one undivided family, but now she understood.

It wasn't until the Constant Energy Gem appeared that it caught their attention, prompting them to scheme to seize it.

Then, with a flicker of movement, he intercepted the Black Rat Demon from the side, channeling his internal energy into his palm and striking out with wild force.

About five minutes later, the two pieces of bread had been finished by the group, half the soup was consumed, and the black tea was gone.

Lin Chong shook his head. This man’s intelligence was abysmal. Where did he get the confidence to think he could hurt him? Was it just because they had the numbers? He ought to have remembered that Lin Chong had lifted him up with just one hand moments ago.

Yi Pengfei did nothing to him other than confiscate all his talismans and artifacts, then cast him out of the Tianque Sect. He simultaneously issued a public notice announcing that Elder Peng’s cultivation had been abolished and that he had been expelled from the sect, no longer a disciple.

By now, Jin Nanming had already pressed the accelerator, following far behind the two cars that seemed to be traveling together.

After all, Fang Xu's attention was currently focused entirely on the murals before him.

"Forgive me, but to make this matter carry more practical pressure, I had to do it. Otherwise, using my own voice wouldn't have the same weight, would it?" The man gave a faint smile.

He Niannian and her seven older brothers were not as benevolent as Dongfang Jin; they didn't overthink things. The seven ghosts simply obliterated the spirits, while He Niannian collected them directly into the Fortune Stone to be converted into its energy.

Tang Yunshuang saw that Chu Zhongyuan’s footsteps seemed somewhat heavy and that he hadn't covered much distance after several steps, but it didn't seem appropriate to ask further, so she could only follow him at a slow, leisurely pace.

However, the sarcophagus of Lan Fuguo had already been interred before Lan Jinghuang arrived. The imperial decree had bestowed the honor of a golden-crowned jade burial, a mark of supreme distinction. While the Lan family was showered with lavish rewards, there was one thing missing: not a single word was mentioned regarding the command of the Lan Family Army, and the Emperor remained unwilling to entrust that power to her.

Su Jing stepped out of the villa gate first, only to be met by Tuoba Rui, who was alighting from his car and striding toward her.

Nan Yuan felt her hand being held and flinched slightly. Seeing this, the expression on Liu Quan's face grew even more puzzled.

"You actually peeked at me while I was bathing!!??" Hua Weilu pointed her jade-white, slender finger at it in a fury.

"Husband, that damned Ouyang Minghe is still following us! Do you think he'll ruin our plans?" Gu Nianxi asked, her voice tight with anger as she caught sight of Ouyang Minghe sitting in a corner not far away, making no attempt to disguise himself.

Murong Qin smiled with profound meaning. He was determined to have Xia Shuangbai. As for Murong Xuan—weren't you the legitimate eldest son? But if you commit a major transgression, what does being the legitimate eldest son matter then?

The King entered the surveillance room and opened the underground secret formation map left by the late King, searching the palace's subterranean depths for any sign of Yu Haoyang and his two companions.

In truth, the King had not forgotten the Queen, but he did not want to soften his heart easily and indulge her, lest she become even more unruly in the future. If he allowed that, holding this throne would be meaningless—he would be nothing more than a puppet king in name only.

Xia Mo’s phoenix eyes were fixed with sharp, predatory focus on Mother Xu. If she wasn't mistaken, it was Mother Xu who had placed that venomous black snake in her room.

Chen Yi had no choice but to quickly compose his expression, straighten his posture, and walk past the eunuch who was bowing to him without casting a glance.

Because the Heavenly Dao was inscrutable, Feng Ye was now merely a mortal. He had no idea where the bottom line of this mysterious Primordial Heavenly Dao lay, and he dared not interfere too much with the historical process for fear of suffering a backlash from the heavens. He only had one life, and Feng Ye cherished it dearly.

The bloodless Lan Xuan struggled to climb to his feet, gritting his teeth as he rolled and positioned himself to shield the semiconscious Zhou Lin.