Volume One Chapter 66: Making an Exchange

“What? What happened to Shen Mo?” Wen Xuyu immediately stood up, her face flushed with anxiety. Her greatest fear was that someone would get hurt because of her—anyone at all.

“How about I gradually lift the layers of this barrier? When you start feeling the pressure, just let me know. How does that sound?” Meng Feifei suggested.

Having lost, the Eastern Undefeated slipped away quietly, but before leaving, he declared that before Yue Zanghua married Su Jingya, he would challenge him once more.

“There’s no ‘but’ about it. You’d better focus on reviving Ruo Zhi first!” Pan Yuhong interjected.

Like the rest of her teammates, she paid no attention to Ito, convinced their captain would “deal with him” appropriately. That was what everyone believed. The group split up and headed for the dining hall in small clusters, and as soon as they left, Ito “awoke” on the sofa. Disheveled and wan, he hurried into his room to freshen up before following after them.

Just as these words were spoken, a cold and commanding voice echoed across the empty ground.

Panlong had always possessed formidable strength. In its mind, weak enemies should simply be destroyed—there was no need for elaborate schemes. In the face of absolute power, all tricks were mere illusions.

“Don’t worry, big brother. A few days ago, our senior brother mentioned that we might be assigned as prefectural commanders or mid-level officers in the remote districts of You or Bing. Still, after discussing it among ourselves, we’ve all agreed to remain under our senior brother’s banner, even if that means a demotion…” Zhao Yun explained in a casual tone.

“Spoon, this time, it’s going to be tough.” Tangtang had been feeling rather dispirited, but Bai Shaozi’s words lifted her spirits—so long as he believed in her, that was enough.

“Very well, I should have expected this. Since you’ve already made your decision, I won’t trouble myself over it,” Feixue said, turning away and leaving.

A car like the Iron Rider with such a flashy license plate drew crowds wherever it went. Even passersby would cast curious glances at Tenglong as he drove by.

The three of them, intending to split up to search, suddenly realized the absurdity: suspended in midair with only a single high platform, how could they possibly search separately?

The man had never harmed her; all he did was take her away. But Lu Jiyou—who exactly are you?

Regardless of her injured leg, she ignored her inability to stand steadily and leapt toward Qin Shanhai.

That large stone was smooth, its deep blue surface bearing a pattern as if polished with wax.

“I’m here to listen to the Brahma Band. Ever since their last performance here, I’ve wanted to hear them again, but it seems they won’t play until today,” the Azure Emperor said, pointing to the notice posted at the door.

Shen Baibai, watching the people by the distant seaside, spoke to Bai Xule. As Shen Sui approached, he happened to overhear.

Old Master Zhou Hong knew more than most about what happened back then, but even he couldn’t say for sure what had truly transpired.

Sure enough, there were over a dozen bodies sprawled across the stairs as well. Beyond the landing, Grandpa Liu could see nothing.

The members of the Qiao family stared at each other in shock, mouths agape, but no one knew what to say.

A seasoned master would immediately recognize those golden specks of light as the glow of merit.

His greatest concern was the mounting rumors at the government office, most of which claimed Guo Zhuocheng was too young and inexperienced for such a senior leadership role. Others said he was indiscreet and outspoken, never knowing when to hold his tongue—just a big mouth.