Chapter 59: This Is a Trap

“Stay away from me... I’m too old to handle any more of this...”
Master Suyun sobbed and pleaded for mercy, but when she saw Duan Xiaoshu and Zhou Lichun enter the room, she quickly held back her tears and put on an air of inscrutable wisdom.
Cao Mang turned his head and shouted, “You...”
Nana, terrified by Heng Xi’s questioning, hid behind Yuanyuan and burst into tears.
Knowing that Dugu Lanruo was pregnant—and that this would be the legitimate eldest son of the Liu family—and with Qin Qiong away on business in the north, Liu Ruyan insisted on personally taking care of matters. This was a major event for the Liu family.
Han could see it at a glance. She immediately intensified her assault, crossing her hands before her chest, forming graceful gestures with her fingers, circling them in front of her heart, then thrusting them toward Jincheng. At that moment, countless lotus flowers bloomed from her palms. These lotuses were all translucent and exquisitely beautiful, making it almost impossible for anyone to bear harming them.
“Haha... Then let this so-called Meng be buried with me! I don’t need to be saved by the enemy who killed my beloved ones!”
Blood trickled from the corner of the Scorpion Beauty’s lips, yet she remained defiant.
The sun was setting, but the airplanes at the airport continued their busy operations. People hurried on, each pursuing their own path.
If it had been anything else, Yuan Taiyu might not have believed it, but when it was said that a win-win was a true victory, Yuan Taiyu accepted it.
“Are you admitting your own defeat?” Yan Zhengxi regarded him with utter disdain, her tone so contemptuous that it sent a surge of anger through Zhong Li.
Xiao Ran carried Ling’er downstairs in his arms. He had intended to leave, but seeing that dawn had not yet broken, he hesitated, unsure where to go. Glancing into the lobby below, he saw most of the staff bustling about, just risen from sleep, busy cleaning and preparing breakfast for the overnight guests. The aroma of dishes wafted from the kitchen.
Seeing the two of them arguing so fiercely, the maids could no longer stand by and do nothing. With quiet understanding, they split into two groups: one pulled An Youran away from the door and seated her at the table, while the other stepped forward to stop Han Erqi, whose face was livid with anger, from leaving the room.
The child looked only four or five months old. Even after being dressed, he continued to cry incessantly. Ning Yuanlan held him, her heart melting with tenderness.
The response was that, after a long stalemate, the Wei general issued a message: “If you do not surrender within three days, the city will be slaughtered.”
The four figures in black stiffened, uncertain whether to rise and beg forgiveness or continue with their tasks, so they remained frozen in place.
Xu Qi carefully examined the situation and knew that Sun Daoheng was already within the realm controlled by his own qi. Sun now could only rely on his own power; he could no longer draw on external forces, nor could he contest Xu Qi for the world’s energy, let alone clash with him using the might of a domain.
After the time it takes for half an incense stick to burn, Mi Dou was sweating profusely and collapsed to the ground, exhausted by the horse stance. Perhaps it was time to try a different method.
Thirty thousand taels of silver had bought two mountains of medicinal herbs. Those who had been waiting had waited a month, but nothing had happened.
Xu Qi was long accustomed to scheming, his mind inscrutable. To him, such a spell had innumerable uses.
Though Zhou Yin had not targeted Lin Tianxuan and the others directly, the oppressive aura radiating from him still forced the rest of the group to retreat a few steps, their faces ashen.
“Abin, did you notice anything when you entered the mail room?” asked Ershen, remembering that Abin had been the first to go in on the first floor.
A chill settled in Li Yunchen’s heart; the worst had happened. This darkness resembled the Buddhist Three Thousand Great Worlds, with intersecting planes. He had been separated into another space, now in a different dimension from Duan Tianling.
To ensure the smooth execution of his suddenly hatched plan, Xiao Nu once again focused his divine sense, manifesting four arts—Beast Taming, Alchemy, Sword Control, and Soul Attachment—and engraved them into four blank Dao patterns.