Chapter Twenty-Nine: Fend for Yourself

“Cheng Feng said there was a mission, so he called them all away,” Uncle Zhong said indifferently.

“All right, I understand, Uncle Zhong. You should go downstairs and rest.”

Shao Chengling escorted him outside the room. After making sure no one was nearby, he turned back to Wanqi Yue and got straight to the point:

“Sister, that steward of your household is no ordinary man. I made some inquiries and learned that he owns quite a bit of farmland and property. There are five holdings in all, both inside and outside the city. For a mere steward to possess such wealth...”

Zhang Ting sat down before Hu Xian'er and studied the faintly amused expression on her exquisite face. Her enchanting eyes in particular seemed to possess a natural power capable of devastating men, while at the same time appearing able to see through everything and lay bare the human heart.

Yes, he was courting death. Only someone bent on throwing away his life could do something so suicidal, and only such a person could display such boldness.

“Quiet. It’s far too quiet here.” Qing Hong gathered up the hem of her garment caught in the bushes beside her. A trace of doubt flickered through her ice-cold eyes as she sensed the eerily silent village in the distance, her slender brows drawing together slightly.

“Then let them go.” Major Qiao Hui brushed the ash from his cigarette and forced out a careless remark, leaving the sergeant gaping in astonishment.

Without exaggeration, this was a gigantic pie that had fallen straight from the heavens. Even Lü Jinfu was left somewhat dazed by the impact.

“The latter, the latter.” Wang Chao instantly brightened. He sprang up from the blue-brick floor, threw the power switch, and dashed back into the room as though he had been fully revived.

By then, Xi Ze had already stored all the gold, silver, and jewels inside the Elf Ring. After the fierce battle, nearly a third of his treasure had been lost, but Xi Ze himself had suffered no real injuries. Only his mental energy had been overtaxed, leaving him somewhat listless.

“This subordinate is slow-witted. I beg the general’s forgiveness.” Although these men lowered their heads, the emotions radiating from them could not escape Qing Hong’s keen senses. Disdain and mockery—yes, that was their true opinion of the so-called general.

“If you need such a long preamble before telling me, it probably isn’t good news,” Duanyang said.

Because this place primarily tested one’s mental resilience, Panlong, whose system had been installed by Mei Xuelian, was naturally unaffected. Feng Yixiang and Amaterasu, however, were both extremely agitated. Amaterasu in particular already harbored many dark aspects within her heart, and under such a trial, she became even more dangerous.

“I can’t let the Ghost King turn his attention toward Ruolan! I have to keep his attention firmly fixed on me!” Qi Longhai thought silently.

In the silent depths of night, the entire building lay steeped in lifeless stillness. Even Ming Han sat quietly on the sofa, his eyes calm as his index finger massaged the space between his brows.

My eyes were red as I helped Da Dezi to his feet. Then I reached behind me, drew the Kusanagi Sword, and said to him, “Go destroy his server. I’ll deal with it.” By then, I had already made up my mind to avenge those few Qingfeng disciples.

Clearly, Lanshan was not human. He was a divine beast known as the White Tiger who had assumed human form. As for that supreme existence of the demon race, there had to be some connection between him and Lanshan; otherwise, Lanshan could never have addressed him as “Uncle Gu.”

It was only after meeting Lan Feng that, although he became Lan Feng’s servant, he also learned a certain expansion technique. Only then did his life of hiding and fleeing from place to place finally come to an end.

It had been a long time since he had strolled around the city, and many of the things that had newly appeared there aroused Chen Xuan’s curiosity.

Sweat dripped from Mo Fan’s forehead like rainfall, but at that moment he had no time to care about it.

In just a quarter of an hour, Zhang Yang had completely devoured the high-grade poisonous creature. His body had also fully adapted to the venom of the Blue Silk Venom Spider, and he no longer needed to fear a backlash of poison while devouring it.

Only then did Liu Quan understand. He laughed and said, “So we’re chasing rabbits.”

With that, he took his leave and went off to put more effort into the rabbit hunt.