Chapter 38: Rescuing Zeng Yue

Su Yao shared her plan with Mu Xingjue. He had no objections to exposing Yang Hui's true nature to everyone, but he felt that following the Black Boss to find the treasure was far too risky.

They had no idea how many men the Black Boss had or whether they were armed with firearms, so relying on their small group was certainly not a viable option.

"No, let’s handle the matter with Yang Hui first. As for tracking the Black Boss, it’s too dangerous—what if he has guns? If the treasure is meant for you, it will come to you in time."

078 You’re going to have a rough time when you get back! The children in this kindergarten are all from wealthy or influential families; who among them doesn't have a background?

Just as Jin Yannuo could not accept Qiao Yasuan, she truly could not bring herself to accept Jin Yannuo either.

Meeting Ximen Hao’s cold, ruthless gaze, Bai Zhanfeng couldn’t help but tremble. She gripped the table and took a step back.

Although Elder Feng was thinner than before, his spirit appeared surprisingly good. If it weren't for the fact that everyone knew he had fallen ill recently, one would never have guessed it just by looking at his demeanor today.

In truth, one couldn't really blame Shu Chi for overthinking. When she brought these matters to President Xiang, wasn't he also more surprised than anything else? In the end, he hadn't taken a stance on her concerns.

"I, the Crown Prince, have bestowed it upon you—keep it safe!" Ling Siye barked sharply, picking it up again and throwing it fiercely at her.

This question itself was sensitive. Furthermore, the nature of the man before her was unpredictable; the more nonchalant he appeared at a critical moment, the more unsettling it felt.

Sang Li couldn't help but sneer. She truly admired Consort Rong for daring to say such things. The moment she arrived, Sang Li knew this was like a weasel paying respects to a chicken—she had no good intentions.

"Do you think you can escape?" Xiang Yu laughed coldly, suddenly lunging forward as a lightning-fast blade of light swept past.

For Chu Yan as he was now, although he could not compare to a supreme expert like the King of Wisdom, ordinary treasures were no longer of much significance to him.

"As you command, Young Master!" He held his young master in high regard. He was the youngest Earth-tier expert in the Holy Court; though not yet titled an Elder, he already possessed the strength of one.

Of course, that was only true for the present; this battlefield had undoubtedly been filled with restrictive spells and lethal traps in the past.

However, how could that be possible? I looked at Addison and thought of the ancient tomb in Myanmar. A sudden spark of inspiration hit me: if Daji’s tomb also contained black meteorites, then it would all make sense.

What is currently curious is that while this patient’s condition hasn't caused much impact, many people still attach great importance to it.

At this moment, Tian Mo had no heart to consider such things. In the middle of running for his life, what else was there to think about?

"Black Dragon pays his respects to the Domain Lord!" Black Dragon knelt on one knee, his attitude deferential and his tone equally respectful.

One had to realize that the silver-robed and gold-robed mercenaries on the field were the backbone of the Langtian Mercenary Group—the elite they had carefully cultivated and their very foundation. If they were all lost here, the Langtian Mercenary Group’s title as the premier mercenary group in the Western Territory would likely be forfeit.

Young Master Bai shook his head. There was no point in dwelling on these things now. Forget it; he would first study this object. It looked quite precious, though he had no idea just how valuable it truly was.

Master Fumo had never imagined that just two days after leaving Divine Fire City and returning to his sect, before he could even get a good night's sleep in his cave dwelling, he would have to return to Divine Fire City once more.

After hearing the so-called revelations from this middle-aged man, Chu Guan was at a loss for words for a moment.

Facing the web of swords closing in, Liu Jun wrapped himself in true essence, raised his hand, and unleashed the Heavenly Dragon Divine Sword, the eighteenth form of the Heavenly Dragon technique.

Caught completely off guard, Wang Feng was startled and nearly allowed that mysterious energy to surge from his index finger and thumb into his own body.