Chapter 38: You Promised to Teach Me

Si Yao’s heart hung high in her chest, and after a moment, she nodded in assent.

Her shallow golf skills stemmed entirely from watching Xing Jue play with others. His posture was elegant, his expression casual, the white gloves loosely clasped in his hands—every bit of it radiated a noble air and confidence that the young Xing Jue never possessed.

Si Yao mimicked his stance to begin. The ball veered several meters off the green, wobbling and tumbling into a distant hollow.

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This was why, upon hearing that Lu Xuan had slain numerous innate deities, Shi Tatian’s first reaction was to return to the ancestral grounds of the Shi family.

Especially since Japan is one of the birthplaces of modern fast food—instant noodles, a staple of countless students’ memories, were invented there, and the quality of such foods is notably high.

The officials managing royal affairs had all been chased away by scolding, leaving Ye Xun even less reason to speak. He discussed inspection matters with Zhu Changluo and then took his leave.

Thinking of Prince Ning’s demeanor, he wished to let him witness the bold spirit of military men ahead of time.

Hearing the anger in Ye Xun’s tone, Zhang Qi finally gritted his teeth, fell silent, bowed deeply, and after leading the others in kowtowing to Ye Xun, rose and waved to guide them out with long strides.

After these thoughts, Ye Bai gathered his aura and followed the two middle-aged men. As for old Zhu—hmph, that greedy fellow would get his lesson when the opportunity arose.

Li Fengyun knew Ning Ming would not joke about mortal danger. Instantly, his divine talisman ignited, divine power surged into his body, and Li Fengyun was determined to see what could be done with these flowers and plants.

As he spoke, he drew the knife from his belt! Elder Li no longer retreated, hurriedly intervened, and grabbed his hand firmly.

Money stirs the heart; without such a high price, those at the munitions factory would not dare to take such risks.

At this moment, on the other side of Yan Hong’s face, a blood-red divine mark appeared. Crimson and glistening, it was exceedingly beautiful and captivating.

Water Spirit rushed into the house in a flurry, closed the door behind her, her face still pale and terrified, as if she had been chased by vicious beasts.

Leerdo suddenly opened his eyes and sat bolt upright in bed. An inexplicable sense of dread swept over him, as though something ominous was unfolding.

But that was a matter for the future. Wu Feng and Lu Xiaoying, the two involved, were entirely ignorant and could not have foreseen it.

“No, we’re back to the starting point! Look, I carved my mark on this tree!” Cheng Ye said grimly.

Though these bodyguards were frightened, they forced themselves forward. They knew that venturing inside might cost them their lives, but offending the Zhao family would mean annihilation for their entire family.

Even so, this level of basic food consumption remained out of reach for them; their pouches of copper and silver coins were neither full nor sturdy enough to indulge.

As he spoke, Wang Po traced a strange step on the ground, his hands drawing a luminous talisman in the air, which he sent forth with a final motion.

Unfortunately, Leerdo knew nothing of the conversation between Xiao Yifei and Zhang Zipeng. At that moment, he was flying toward Mo Ling City on a two-legged dragon, his mind filled with both the satisfaction of a plot succeeded and worries over the current situation.

And what of it? Life is short, and to find someone you love is already a rare blessing. Why waste time on trivial calculations instead of loving them well?

“She doesn’t have the Sacred Dragon Totem, so why has she come here?” Xiao Zhiyi wondered. But as soon as her words fell, her expression shifted to surprise, for she saw that beside Ling Yin, who was flying rapidly toward them, was a massive pillar—clearly, the Sacred Dragon Totem.

Everyone, including the Fang family’s patriarch, felt their hair stand on end. The giant eagle was far too powerful for them to resist. The damned mountain was shrouded in an array, preventing escape by flight; otherwise, how could they be so helpless?