Chapter 30: Ye Feng’s Terms

"Alright, you may leave now," Ye Feng said to F in a calm tone.

"Yes, young master!" F bowed slightly and turned to depart.

Everyone from the Su family, along with the city's elite, was utterly stunned, all speculating about the true identity of Ye Feng, this so-called useless son-in-law.

"My goodness, did you hear that..."

He held his breath until he was at his limit, golden light flashing before his eyes, and only then did he stop. This effort allowed him to climb a further six meters.

Thus, as long as my two sons pledged allegiance, the House of the Radiant Lion would, in essence, belong to the Tower of China.

A neat line of officers and sailors, all dressed in crisp white naval uniforms, were heaving large black bags, carrying them one after another from the entrance of the dock.

Minutes later, a dense stream of people started surging out of the exit. Gao Chuan blurted out, "Luo Li?"

He hurriedly let go of the wrist he had been gripping, but it was already too late—dizziness overtook him, his concentration scattered. The force he had infused into the cloth strip to suppress Adan began to wane.

A soldier strode over, unarmed. In his eyes, how much strength could this youth, not yet twenty, possibly possess? With his own robust physique, he believed he could defeat Luo Yu with a single arm.

She stood at about one meter sixty, but the proportions of her legs were astonishing. In her hands she carried a dish—was it… okra?

The words were so biting that Xu Miao could listen no longer. She opened the door, gazing at Xu Ling, who was clad in furs. To be honest, Xu Ling was nothing like she had been before the trouble at the old house—her clothes and accessories were all of a different class now, likely gifts from her family.

To become the head of a household, one could not be as reckless and brainless as he appeared. He was convinced there were reasons and secrets behind Wu Qianyuan’s smooth breakthrough to the third martial stage—matters he did not yet know. Over the years, he had paid a steep price to investigate, focusing especially on the experiences around the time of the Mind Cultivation Realm.

Just like now, as soon as he quieted his mind, the four long-nosed mice searching ahead suddenly stopped and turned his way, for they could no longer sense Xu Mo's presence.

Chen Kaidong had also been bound, a look of utter grievance on his face. Seeing this, Ke Han was left with an indescribable feeling.

Even in chaotic times, some would rather stand alone than become dependent on others. No matter how much freedom they once enjoyed, it could never be the same as before joining—eventually, they would still be bound.

"Brother, just wait a little longer. Our big boss is no ordinary man—when you meet him, you'll see your fortunes soar!" Scarface persuaded.

But given his position, if he were to choose a car too low in price, Li Zhenhua and Liu Hai would never dare to provide a high-performance, expensive model.

Xia Tian had not expected that just when things were wrapping up, something like this would happen. At the time, he thought there was little suspense left, so he left Maple Manor, unaware of all that transpired afterward.

He had more pressing matters now. The Shen family had performed well, securing fifth place—just enough to qualify. Over the next ten days, he would devote himself to training that young man, using all the pills and martial skills he had brought from the Yan Yun Sect, certain this would greatly increase his strength.

The frantic voice, laced with modern slang blurted out without thought, revealed just how utterly overwhelmed and irrational she had become.

The soul is directly connected to the primordial spirit. Once the Dharma Body is shattered by an enemy, the soul will appear within the primordial spirit. Even if the Dharma Body has yet to be condensed at the Earth level, the primordial spirit would not be instantly destroyed by the foe.