Chapter 3: Teasing Liu Changmian

Lin Zhaoyan kept her face stern, her sharp gaze sweeping across the man on the arena.

“How might I address you?” She pulled the sword from the door and tossed it onto the ground.

The man cupped his hands. “Liu Changmian, son of the Protector-General. I pay my respects to General Zhaoran.”

Liu Wei, the Protector-General, was someone Lin Zhaoyan had heard of. He was highly valued by Su Chengyun and stood at the head of the military officials.

Was Liu Changmian provoking her because of his own nature, or had someone instructed him to come…

When Tang Chunjing awoke, dawn had only just begun to break. It was barely half past five, and everything was quiet. Listening closely, she heard the wind howling outside. It seemed the weather was poor.

Lin Huanle was at a loss for words. During this period, he had nearly been kissed hard twice—first by Su Cen, and now by Lei Lei. How dangerous.

“Hmph! That’s only because you don’t know me. I, Nangong Xue’er, have always been eager to learn.” Nangong Xue’er lifted her chin, looking immensely pleased with herself.

That was because Han Lian was already very familiar with them. Perhaps she also possessed some unusual ability that allowed her, through their blood relationship, to obtain relatively complete information about some of their plans.

Ding Jing and Deng Jin were focused on Du Lu, and naturally failed to notice the movements of the Du family’s soldiers. It was not until daybreak that Yuantong noticed what was happening. After thinking for a moment, he ordered the soldiers to rest in shifts, but warned them not to let the Du family army discover them.

Of course, once Lin Huanle found the time, any law—whatever it might be—was bound to be broken.

The moment Zhang Yi entered, he felt a dense surge of spiritual energy rushing toward him. Looking more closely, he discovered that the place was indeed filled with crystal-clear purple stones.

She had not noticed it before, but now that she thought about it, Xia Jinqi also recalled that Lu Yiming truly was volatile. When agitated, he could even harm himself.

Tang Chunjing had no shoes on and could not get down from the chair. She drew up her knees and sat cross-legged, recounting to Gu Mingyuan the deductions she had made that afternoon.

Sigh! What a damn disappointment. The God of Wealth was the most talkative of them all, and he let out a sigh before speaking.

Still, several people were surprised. As soon as Zhou Hongsheng returned, he whispered a few words into Chief Li’s ear, after which the people from Huaguo took him away. Zhao Moheng went along with them as well.

“You understood perfectly, yet you’re still pretending to be confused here. You want to play this sort of trick on me? That means you never took me seriously at all. You’re simply looking for trouble.”

In Neon, teachers would tell students in sex-education class that masturbation was nothing to be ashamed of, so everyone felt rather free to speak about it.

Gu Miao asked Sha Beibei whether she wanted to get up and eat. If she did not, there would not be much left for her.

As a mercenary, Li Shixu was quite proud of himself. After all, this was an organization whose existence struck fear into countless tycoons and powerful factions. Today, however, the target of this mercenary was not some wealthy magnate, but an obscure old man surnamed Xiao.

“Huh? This is a dead end.” Baihua Alley ended abruptly, with nowhere else to go. They could only turn back.

For one thing, it was because Su Ze—already an idol in the hearts of nearly all the younger members of the Su family, and practically deified by them—had returned in triumph. The entire city had been thrown into an uproar, and every member of the Su family took immense pride in him.

Most unfortunate of all was Charon, the old man in the ring. From the moment he hid inside that special magical ring to escape the ordinary cycle of life and death, he became a thorn in the side of the laws of Heaven.

After drinking nearly all the water remaining in the jug, Chu Lingling finally felt the effects of the alcohol ease somewhat. She took a cup from her backpack, thought for a moment, poured the water from the jug into it, and then filled the jug with water from the cup.

“When you put it that way, he does seem somewhat different from an ordinary young man,” Fahai said doubtfully.

“What is it? Has something good happened?” Although Cai He still seemed somewhat angry, the obvious delight on his face aroused a little curiosity in Cai Xu.