Volume One, Chapter 36: Signs of Poisoning

"Master." After Ji Xirui entered, he offered a soft greeting, his gaze then falling upon the face of Honda Yamano.

The more he pondered, the deeper his thoughts went. Eventually, after analyzing the myriad possibilities, Zhang Haoyu’s conviction only grew stronger.

By then, the Huang family’s prestige would plummet, and the probability of them maintaining their status as a top-tier power would be entirely negligible.

Er Gaze’s parents exchanged glances, their faces showing disbelief and distrust. It was clear that they had long accepted this way of life from the bottom of their hearts, and they were not at all enthusiastic about the "fanciful tales" Lu Zhengyi was telling them.

Zhang Yang suddenly recalled the incident where Lu Zhengyi had been attacked and asked if he knew which group was responsible. Lu Zhengyi tilted his head slightly, thinking for a moment before concluding that the Beijing Yang family was indeed the most likely culprit.

Sherry nodded and temporarily left Lu Ren’s side. By this time, Lu Lan had returned from patrolling the village, her eyes already red-rimmed. The moment she saw Lu Ren, she threw herself into his arms, sobbing uncontrollably.

On the battlefield, the whistling wind of a rain of arrows, the shrieking of incoming cannonballs, the clashing of swords and blades, the explosive cracks of firearms, and the screams of men all wove together into a symphony of blood and fire. Yet, in this symphony, who would be the final note to resonate?

Look at the Underworld Emperor—there was hardly a human shape left of him. A dignified Heavenly Emperor-level supreme being, yet he had been beaten into a pulp.

Lu Ren was speechless. It seemed that many of his own affairs had been turned into stories by gossip-mongers in the marketplace. Needless to say, many things had been exaggerated. Well, rumors wouldn't be rumors if they weren't embellished a little.

Yang Liuliu could sense that although she couldn't see the face of the man in her dream, he was incredibly charming and handsome. With a shy smile, she closed her eyes and drifted back to sleep.

The so-called "peaceful ghosts" were merely spirits lacking any lethality. After the previous incident, during the time he spent with Li Yanyan, Li Yanyan had taught him some common knowledge about this.

"Are you not going to get the hell down here? Do you think I'm easy to bully? Don't think you're something special just because you drive a Maybach! People in Maybachs are worth nothing in front of me!" He Yongming pointed at the driver and roared again.

Seeing my bare chest, Sister Liang blushed slightly. Then, she poured me a glass of water, sat down, and began talking about what had just happened.

***

In the fourteenth round, after the hole cards were dealt, Lin Jie received a Spade Ace as his first face-up card, while Cimei only received a Diamond Two.

After the man pulled Sister Liang up, he quickly led her toward the other side of the bridge, and I hurried over to join them.

After the meal was ready, Sister Liang even brought out a bottle of red wine to celebrate, saying that my good brother had managed to dig up a massive scandal on Xiong Baiwan today.

Although he hadn't personally watched the "drama" between the lecherous man and the one surnamed Fuchen, he was a sharp-eared individual who observed everything around him, so he had overheard a bit of it. He had always considered the one surnamed Fuchen to be half-witted.

"Yes." Wang Jie nodded. He valued Wang Zi’s steady nature; otherwise, he wouldn't have come to assist this current heir who was not well-regarded within the Wang family.

Chen Jiaolu neither acted shy nor refused. She generously poured a glass of wine, handed it to me, and signaled for me to drink it.

King Fu had his own palace, but its level of luxury certainly couldn't compare to the Ying Tian Imperial City. King Fu could be considered quite wealthy thanks to his maritime trade in Fuzhou, yet he was not high-profile at all, which spoke volumes about his self-discipline and forbearance.

Ma Jiancheng’s eyes flickered. The servant was right; although the Emperor said he was there to solve the problem, if the remnants of the Bishui Manor were allowed to escape, the people of the Tonghu Manor would be in danger.

After making a fuss for a while, they finally stopped and sat in the living room to have breakfast together.

"I am the key!" Li Menghuan slowly walked to the gate and used a dagger to slice open her palm.

"Yes, although our army has many fierce generals, we still cannot be careless!" Guo Jia nodded and said.

The burly man in black shook the knife in his hand. If it weren't necessary, these people wouldn't dare to take a human life. If they were burdened with a homicide, not only would they spend their lives in prison, but even Li Hongfei, who was pulling the strings behind the scenes, would be in great trouble.

"I didn't expect this impulsive move to hold you back, but you intentionally gave me so much time." Nalanxius’s voice came from within the dust and smoke. Then, a light breeze rose, dispersing the dust and revealing Nalanxius’s figure.

***

Ma Jiancheng, the master of Tonghu Manor, had joined the Red Turban Army in his youth. However, due to certain special reasons, he chose to withdraw from the Red Turban Army and went elsewhere to establish Tonghu Manor, thoroughly entangling himself in the muddy waters of the martial arts world.

However, they hadn't been happy for long before they discovered that within the large piece of raw jade, there was only a tiny bit of material, and judging by the color, it wasn't top-tier emerald at all, but rather a very common, low-quality dry-green jade.

*Pfft.* Meng Batian clutched his chest and spat out a mouthful of blood. The blood emitted a scorching heat, which was instantly steamed dry and dissipated into the heavens and earth.

But I really wanted to ask him: am I in the pot or in the bowl? Can you stop being entangled with Tang Si while still trying to provoke me?

In the current world, spiritual energy is much more depleted compared to the ancient era. It is difficult to find even some spiritual veins, let alone these top-grade spirit stones.

"Hubby, do you think I'm not pretty enough?" Su Ziyan looked at Qin Yu with a very dangerous gaze.

The leader of the thugs shouted. His three companions had been knocked down so easily that the thugs were somewhat panicked.

"So why did you insist on sending Ditian to the decoy team on the other side?" Lidao said, sipping her black tea.

Chu Yue’s face was deathly pale, but her hatred for the Liu family and Liu Dong ran deep. Ignoring her own safety, she...