Chapter 113: Three Women, One Drama

After returning to Liuzhou, Ye Cheng and Old Geng had just stepped into their small pharmacy when they were greeted by an unexpectedly lively scene. Not only were Su Chan and Yang Yuxuan present, but Liu Feiyun, whom they hadn’t seen for days, had also returned at that moment. Even more interestingly, Qin Siyuan and Qin Zhiqiu were there as well.

As soon as Ye Cheng spotted Qin Siyuan and Qin Zhiqiu, he could pretty much guess the purpose of their visit, seeing the radiant smiles on their faces...

“Moreover, I gave him my first kiss, and we’ve been intimate before.” The thought of Guyu forcefully kissing her twice made Yi Ren blush deeply with embarrassment.

Wen Yu was truly unprepared for this: suddenly trapped by someone at the mid-stage of the myriad transformations realm, and that razor-sharp Thunder God’s golden blade was pressed against his throat.

Duan Jun, just like last time, came out to greet them at the entrance, personally ushered them into a private room, brewed tea for them himself, exchanged a few casual words, and quietly withdrew. His manner was exceedingly attentive without seeming overly familiar, leaving Wang Peng with the impression that he was nothing like the opportunist Qin Meifang had described.

Ji Shumin hadn’t yet reacted before Zhong Qing pinned her down, her face burning. Just as she was about to fight back, Zhong Qing’s cheeks puffed out; with a retching sound, she vomited all over her.

She glanced around the hospital room, realizing her clothes were gone. Moreover, her handbag and phone had vanished as well.

There were several metallic clangs as the cold blade pierced through Yinxin’s armor. Drops of blood stained her blue robe and seeped into her heart.

“I’ve just received word—Cai Guangliang’s case has been handed over for judicial review. He’s not coming back,” Chai Rong said, dragging a chair to sit beside Wang Peng.

Guyu’s uncontrollable videos were not unheard of. It turned out that Ximu Yan was not blinded by rage, but understood that Xiyan was everything to Guyu. If he humiliated Xiyan in front of all the players, not only would he relish it, but the others would be thrilled too.

“What are you doing?” Kongyu asked almost instinctively. Seeing the fierce look in Guyu’s eyes, he realized he’d spoken out of turn.

Anyway, Old Bones surely knew that everyone had cursed him thousands of times already, so he didn’t mind hearing another insult in his presence.

Chu Qin’s words over the phone were hard for Shu Xin to accept; how could things suddenly change so drastically?

“All right, you two. Enough nonsense. Hurry up and take her away; it’ll be bad if someone comes later,” came a calm voice, devoid of any emotion.

“Fine, hurry up. If I faint from hunger, what will you do? You wouldn’t just execute me on the spot, would you?” Li Xin gave Lu Mei a strange look as he spoke.

“I almost forgot, Sister Duanmu is from an exorcist family. With your compassionate heart, why not help them put an end to their pain?” Xing Jue laughed wickedly, with a hint of arrogance.

The wind howled past her ears, but she was already like the dead, devoid of sensation.

This Xing Jue truly possessed remarkable strength. The blue-violet radiance was something every cultivator on the Nine Heavens Continent recognized.

“Bang!” Li Xin kicked the old man’s face, sending him flying, and at that moment Hua Shireng made his move.

“Don’t worry, Captain,” Huang Yunfei said, leaning back in the seat of a Toyota jeep.

Li Xin explained to Su Xinlan that Han Lei and his companion were classmates as well, which eased her suspicion. Still, many wondered why she remembered only her parents and not anyone else; it was a mystery that baffled everyone.

Ordinary immortals—no, not even the strongest—might not possess a supreme artifact. As for holy-grade artifacts, that was something most immortals couldn’t even dream of owning.