Chapter 43: I Hope You Keep Your Word

“When you die, everything you own will be mine!”

A billion meant nothing to Cao Mang, who remained unmoved. Lu Zhongjiu, frustrated, swung his short sword, but it never found its mark.

A kick landed squarely on his stomach, sending him flying and crashing down beside his fiancée.

The young woman shielded him, her voice sharp, “Stop! If you don’t, Master Suyun will never let you go...”

Or perhaps, was it that my eyes had been so overwhelmed by the shock that I was now seeing things wrong?

Herlan Naxi suddenly fell silent, unable to finish his thought. He eyed the chubby girl with some irritation and watched her quietly. Then, abruptly, he reached out and clumsily wiped her face with his hand, not stopping until she was too busy crying out in pain to weep.

At those words, Shi Xinyue seemed to freeze, her whole body tensing. Instinctively, she took half a step back, but perhaps out of pride, she quickly straightened to conceal her fear.

In the end, the cat-headed monkeys squatted by the roadside, watching as the humans’ vehicles sped away. They squeaked a few times, then melted back into the forest.

But as soon as her feet touched the ground, another fireball shot straight toward her.

For Qin An, Lu Li had always been a figure of admiration; in his eyes, there simply wasn’t room for anyone else.

The memory of that last crisp slap and the heavy thud that followed made Ji Wei shudder with fear.

Was it really okay to publicly sow such blatant hostility right in front of others like this?

On the other side, the Prince of Zhen Nan was beside himself with worry. He longed to check on his son, but for fear of disturbing Yun Rou and Gu Zhan, he could only fidget anxiously in his seat.

As the countdown neared two, the portly middle-aged man considered the other’s strength. If he didn’t duck out for now, he’d be in too much trouble—so with a grimace, he blurted out his offer.

Irene, though skeptical of such blunt honesty, decided to take Li Mu at his word since he had said it.

This, at last, brought Xu Zuoyan some relief. Chunxin had said the same: staying would only bring trouble to Gao Lingyun. Sending him away was to protect both him and Gao Lingyun.

With that, Ye Feng turned away, picked up the manual from before, and tried to recapture some insight. But, alas, what’s missed is missed; water that flows east never runs back.

That day, many vehicles traveling along National Highway 104 were told that roadwork ahead required them to take a detour. Soldiers in camouflage, armed and alert, stood sentry every few paces, sealing off a five-kilometer stretch around Youling so tightly that not a soul could pass.

Though Ling Yi still knew little about the mysterious figure, the sight of the so-called vessel of the Broken God looking like this suddenly made him uneasy.

On this day, the Jiuquan Satellite Launch Center in Huaxia conducted the first short-range anti-space flight test of the “Huaxia Azure Dragon.”

He withdrew his hand and gently rotated his wrist; it still ached from when Kunpeng had gripped it.

“Sister Lan, what is it? I was just sleeping, right in the middle of a wonderful dream when someone woke me up,” Mo Mo complained, voice full of grievance.

Otherwise, with a single charge led by Kunpeng and his forces, the Wu army would be crushed in an instant.

“No, don’t!” Zheng Xichen cried out, clutching Fang Lin’s arm tightly and staring at the person on the video, his heart aching, his mind reeling with dizziness.

Fu Guibao and Chen Yingying were both astounded. Even Cheng Zizai, usually impassive, was left dumbstruck; in his own crude ranking, Inspector Zhen immediately shot into the top ten.

But now, the arrow was drawn and could not be held back. With a low shout, her jade claws grew sharper, ready to pierce Ye Chunyang’s skull.