Volume One, Chapter 50: Why Did You Push Me!

“Kids shouldn’t speak nonsense!” Mrs. Yu gave him a slap, then looked up at Yuan Yanzhou, her face alight with joy. “Child, why didn’t you tell us before?”

So the two of us grabbed our flashlights and hurried out of the house again. Meanwhile, the two brothers across the way remained fast asleep, utterly undisturbed by our discussion.

Hearing the shouting, Zhang Weifeng jolted awake—he remembered Calderón was attempting a breakthrough! They were calling for him at this moment? Could it be…?

Ouyang Pingting shook her head in exasperation and handed the sword to Chu Xunyu. “There’s nothing more for me here. I’m going back.” With that, her figure vanished.

Madam Ren was silent for a moment after hearing this. She mulled it over for quite some time before her tense expression finally relaxed.

As for Zheng Sen’s reaction, Wang Fu was stunned. Zheng Sen actually refused to reclaim Taiwan? How could that be? Such a golden opportunity, and he was handing it to him for nothing, yet Zheng Sen didn’t want it. If not for the tens of thousands of immigrants on Taiwan Island, many of whom had ties to the Zheng family, Wang Fu would have replaced him on the spot for such an attitude.

Back then, Xiuyun was single-minded in her ambition to rise above her station. She played hard to get with Fu Ting—even as a maid, she held herself with more poise than a proper young lady. Fu Ting, accustomed to a life of indulgence, was intrigued at first, but soon lost interest.

“You don’t need to prepare anything,” Su Mei said to her with a smile, but in the next moment, her face became puzzled. She turned to Yu Moli, and in that brief instant, Yu Moli’s eyes dimmed. She slowly leaned back in her seat and closed her eyes.

Not long after Fu Geng and his companions left, the city’s military police arrived. Their leader was Deputy Commander Feng Yong, whom Fu Zhuang recognized. They greeted each other courteously, exchanged a few polite words, and then, led by Feng Yong, proceeded to the end of the alley.

If all these people before her died, surely no one would know who was responsible. In that way, she could both obey Luo Lan’s orders and stop them at the same time.

The middle-aged man in white smiled broadly at the scene, his eyes brimming with mockery.

“Does Her Highness Princess Jing’an also agree to let her stay at the Lu family?” Madam Liu asked Chen Zhonglu in confusion. The Princess Jing’an was not known for being agreeable.

“Thank you for saving my life, brave warrior. I am Guan Chong, a guard of the Mi family in Xuzhou. I was escorting a caravan north to Beiping and Jinyang, but when we reached Qinghe, we were ambushed by these bandits, bent on killing us.” Though the arrow wound in his shoulder was deep, Guan Chong remained steadfast, gritting his teeth as he spoke.

With another wave of his hand, the seals binding the two men were broken, their blood and energy restored, and their cultivation returned as well.

But now, Chu He had used the Eye of Truth and seen that this fellow harbored an energy as vast as the starry sky—overwhelming and terrifying. Whether he could wield it, though, remained unknown.

I picked up the towel beside me and wiped the sweat from his brow, then touched his skin with my hand, feeling the warmth slowly returning.

Aunt Bai trembled, helplessness written all over her face. Tears welled in her eyes as she gazed at the Marquis of Chang’an—like a pear blossom bathed in rain.

Ye Han gathered his thoughts, recalling what Bing Lan had just told him and the way her expressive eyes seemed to speak volumes. Suddenly, everything became clear, as if waking from a dream.

A bit uneasy, I let my gaze settle once more on that figure. It was only a simple silhouette, yet it radiated unparalleled grace.

The entire world seemed frozen, locked in place. Mist rose from the scorched earth, black ashes drifted slowly in the air, and Bai Junye leapt down from the tiger’s back. He stood bewildered at the edge of the deep pit, unsure what to do next.