Chapter 113: No Return

Cao Mang threw Mo Hanlu directly into the blood pool, with Ye Xingmei and Bayonet assisting with practiced ease.
Mo Hanlu’s constant stream of curses soon dissolved into piercing shrieks of agony.
In the first room, Master Suyun could only recite Taoist incantations repeatedly, trying to calm her mind.
Soon, she realized with astonishment that she was actually able to channel her Taoist arts, her expression one of utter disbelief.
Her door...
The lingering shadow in her heart dissipated, chased away by the playful bickering between Zhu You and Bai Jingjing all along the way. Lingse smiled, feeling that with them by her side, the pain in her heart was truly not so unbearable.
"Jingjing, really..." Gu Lingse pursed her lips in slight helplessness. By deliberately making her father wait in the parlor, Jingjing was giving him a show of force.
Even if someone had tampered with his memories, the saintly cultivation he had accumulated over the years was sufficient to allow him to sense that something was amiss.
The sky was overcast, and the path on the ground was indistinct; the general outlines of the Ouyang estate were blurred and difficult to discern clearly.
There could be no disturbance at the venue, or else there might be additional accidents.
An emperor lacking ambition, easily swayed, yet arrogant and conceited—that was enough for the various factions to remain untroubled for several more decades.
"It’s not so much a setup, just hiding the most important thing behind a pile of insignificant ones," Director Wang chuckled, revealing the whole truth.
Thinking this, she stumbled out of Mu Xuncheng’s room, and as she opened the door, she nearly collided with Old Zhou, who was walking from the opposite direction.
As he spoke, Xiao Nai habitually raised his arm, intending to pat that fluffy head. But Lingse had already stepped back, dodging his touch.
She had sent the driver to a nearby shop to buy ice cream; suddenly, she had a craving for it.
"That blondie, from today on, Li Yun is your boss. You will listen to everything Li Yun says," Li Hao said before walking away, fearful that these people might chase after him. In Li Hao’s eyes, he preferred a life of solitude. No attachments, no burdens—how wonderful. He could pursue whoever he wanted, with no one to hold him back.
"I wonder how the war against Japan led by Zhou Tao, Song Jingang, and Hu Si Zheng is going. There should be some preliminary results by now, right?" Yu Ming gazed at the eastern sky, murmuring to himself.
Because he had failed. Whether it was the promise he made to that figure to protect her, or the vow to find himself a gentle and kind companion, he had failed to keep them.
When Li Ning had jumped off the cliff and left Feng You, he was not even as tall as Feng You’s chest; now, he was only half a head shorter. The two looked at each other and walked away, their loud laughter echoing as they departed the prefectural government office.
"Water and fire merging—Yin and Yang are nothing more than this. Both body tempering and Qi refinement are divided into Yin and Yang. What do you say?" He seemed to be asking his avatar, but considering the avatar lacked the capacity for thought, how could it possibly answer him?
"Li Hao, things are a bit strange. The shares have been recovered, and the Wu and Gao families have withdrawn from their alliance with the Ma family, yet the Li family’s stocks are still falling. Your father and I suspect something is going on behind the scenes," Du Li said anxiously.
Morning is usually a refreshing and delightful time, but for the Tang army in Xia County, this morning would be the final moment of their lives.
Yang Lefan followed Yue Yue into a high-end clothing store. Yue Yue’s eyes lit up; she touched this garment and tried on that one. After a long while, the sales clerks became impatient, starting to make cold, sarcastic remarks from the sidelines.
Yuchi Jingde, however, felt no fear. To him, life resided in battle; what he craved was the opportunity to kill the Goguryeo people. For this, he even refused the option of exile. If he could die on the battlefield against the Goguryeo, he would have no regrets, even in death.