Chapter 121: You Dare Stop Me?

Lin Moyan's mind was in a state of utter turmoil; she had no idea whose words she could trust. Moreover, she was genuinely worried that her brother would do something to harm their father. To her, the family fortune was of secondary importance at best; her father was what mattered most. Thus, she resolved that regardless of whether her brother was scheming behind the scenes, she must go and see her father. What if his illness had something to do with the man before her, Ye Cheng...

"What is so good about that wretched wench? Has Your Majesty refused to visit Mei'er for all these days because of her? Mei'er misses Your Majesty so!" With those words, Qin Mei'er swayed her hips and stepped forward. Consort Zhao, refusing to tolerate such blatant seduction in her presence, gave her a harsh glare and quietly stepped in to block her path.

This paralyzed man was truly overthinking things! Even if she were anxious—which she wasn't—what could he possibly do about it?

"The Mortal Shedding Realm..." The Qi Master of the Blood-Sucking Demon Sect roared and fled. A pair of bat wings, condensed from blood-red true qi, unfurled from his back as he soared away like a bolt of lightning. Yet, the sword light, brilliant as a blazing sun, illuminated the entire world, casting its piercing clarity into every dark corner.

That night, Ling Yun did not summon her to serve in his bedchamber. He merely sent a palace servant to tell her to rest well and ensure everything was properly prepared.

"This news is of grave importance. Second Master Lao, we truly owe you and Master Hou our deepest thanks," Wu Anfu said.

"I'm at the airport, about to fly back. Where are you?" Her voice was laced with exhaustion as she struggled to conceal the grief in her heart. Hearing his voice now, she realized just how deeply she had always loved him—but was it too late to mend things?

"Ha, a loyal dog indeed." Liang Xuan's mockery carried a trace of admiration; after all, those who could endure such brutal torture were rare indeed.

Wu Anfu understood. While Cheng Yaojin appeared reckless and simple-minded on the surface, he was actually incredibly shrewd. It seemed they would have to keep the robbery of the imperial convoy a secret for now. However, Shan Xiongxin had likely already set his sights on Cheng Yaojin and You Junda; this matter would not be settled easily.

"My goodness, what are you two doing in broad daylight?" The door behind them swung open, and an elderly woman stared in surprise at the pair huddled close together.

Xiao Yu nodded expressionlessly. Without asking where the other was going, he climbed into the carriage and ordered the driver to set off.

Mengmeng, on the other hand, felt increasingly proud and self-satisfied. Zhang Shuai felt rather embarrassed, but he could not withstand her overwhelming enthusiasm.

This person was none other than the long-absent son of Dongfang Yunkun—his cousin, Dongfang Mingliang, who had taken over his position as president of the Dongfang Group.

Lu Xi looked at her. Though a tempest raged in his heart, his face remained entirely blank. He closed his eyes, took a shallow breath, and when he opened them, they shone like stars. He looked at her, his voice as gentle as ever: "Do we know each other?" Every breath he took brought a stab of pain; forcing out those few words was the absolute limit of his strength.

In another unknown corner of the Myriad Spirit Realm, Luo Caiyu looked up at the light screen overhead. Her beautiful face was pale, and her fists were clenched so tightly that her nails dug into her palms, yet she was entirely numb to the pain.

Luo Caiyu was not surprised to see the Blood Blade Ancestor flee in panic; he was already at the end of his rope, and if he did not run now, he would likely never get the chance.

Finally, less than a day after he was deposed, Baiyun Luo's severed head was hung outside the Hall of Merits.

If he died, he would never find her again. He would never see her radiant, flower-like smile, nor hold her warm, jade-like form. The thought filled him with terror.

Starting the car, Lin Xiaohan drove in the opposite direction of City B, carrying Zuo Muyang, who had once again been knocked unconscious.

In the next instant, Qi Ming flashed before Lu Ye. Bending down, he snatched the Thunder Inscribed Bow from Lu Ye's grasp with one hand, while thrusting his other hand directly into Lu Ye's abdomen to rip out his sacred core. Just like that, a Silver Core Realm expert of Zou City perished at Qi Ming's hands.