Chapter 57: A Challenge in the Court

After a moment, Wu Xiuwen arrived.

This time, he wore a slight smile on his face and bowed respectfully, saying, “Sir.”

Qin Yu glanced at him and responded with a curt “Hmm,” ignoring him as he silently pondered how to teach that scoundrel Ge Tianyun a lesson.

Seeing Qin Yu’s cold reception, Wu Xiuwen gave an awkward smile and stood quietly without speaking.

Ling Dongwu heard Mu Zicheng’s words and felt a surge of joy, but fearing that he might notice, she forced a composed expression, her lips twitching slightly as she struggled to contain her excitement.

She recalled that over five years ago, when she first encountered Ai Ling, it was an instant recognition—she saw in her the shadow of Su Ran Hua from Wan’an Temple. That was why he decided immediately to take her away.

In the Valley of Lost Souls, a group of white-headed ginseng children lazily stretched their countless tendrils, lying on the jagged cliff rocks basking in the sunlight.

Luo Xuan took the waist token from it, then miniaturized the huge demon beast and tossed it into a crevice in the rocks. Even if it woke up, it would be unable to escape for some time. With that, he leapt down from the edge of the chasm, descending slowly against the rising earth’s heat.

Qin Fengzhan suddenly fell silent. This was his fault; he had failed to protect the one he loved and had not even clarified where those people had gone. He had lost. So he did not want to respond to Master Feng’s questioning.

Rui Canji looked back but, of course, did not see the stern Immortal Master of old. Instead, she caught sight of the snow wolf fox’s bright purple eyes peeking through a narrow slit between two intertwined, fluffy white tails.

Watching Qiangwei suddenly fall silent, Liuguang realized he had likely touched on the most painful point in their relationship and felt a twinge of guilt.

Xiao Haotian—why did he come to mind again? Now he was emperor, with a vast empire and beauties at his side. How could he possibly care whether she had caught a cold or not?

Yang quietly asked, “Has Yue Tong eaten breakfast?” Old Lu shook his head at the barely touched bread and replied, “She’s having a blood test.” In other words, Li Yue Tong hadn’t eaten either.

Yi Long seemed to realize this as well, his expression growing solemn. But then, as if recalling something, he smiled.

Otherwise, why would I come to the Ancient Martial Gate to find you? She didn’t dare say this aloud, fearing that Jin Changfeng would lose his composure if he heard it.

Speaking thus, he even pushed him outside as if it were a parting of life and death, which explained why Feng Ming was so filled with doubts.

Jian Ruocheng was no ordinary late-stage Qi cultivator. She had already made a name for herself in Zheng State, even the entire Sword Sect regarded her as an enemy. At this juncture, to keep Jian Ruocheng around without an unavoidable reason would be unjustifiable.

However, from another perspective, it was somewhat comforting—after all, she still had over a decade left to live. Jian Ruocheng smiled silently.

“What’s wrong with you today? Is Laura’s problem very serious?” Joanna noticed Charles’s unease and asked, worried that Laura’s condition might be grave.

Tan Zhao heard the soldier’s report that the Silver Tiger Mountain forces were beginning to flank around both wings. He only had a thousand men, prepared to block one side of the enemy, while the other side was naturally guarded by Yao Qi. So he was completely at ease.

If Jian Ruocheng were still the CEO of the Century Tower in the previous world, she could have coolly tossed out a “lack of trust” with barely a flicker of her eyelids. Only by virtue of her CEO status could she afford to look down on a sect leader.

The western plains of Taiwan concentrate most of the island’s indigenous population. The plains are narrow and elongated; walking eastward one or two days leads into mountainous regions, most of which remain forested. The plains have many rivers, but most are not navigable.

“You don’t look as rosy as before. President Qin really doesn’t know how to take care of people, does he?” No sooner had Yin Xiaotian said this than she pressed her lips together nervously, glancing toward the hotel.