Chapter 86: An Inside Plot

Shang Kun’s face changed dramatically. He had warned Boss Cui earlier to be vigilant for his own safety and to guard against a sneak attack, but he hadn’t expected their adversaries to move so swiftly.

Their original plan had been to hit Chen Sheng’s private restaurant the following day to force Jiang Yuan to show himself, but with Cui Xiangqun’s ambush tonight, the plan was completely derailed.

What’s more, it was already late at night; Shang Kun could only muster about a dozen men on such short notice.

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Gongsun Qi’s gaze flickered evasively. If this had happened before, he might have been able to protest his innocence, but even after they left the inn, someone still tried to assassinate them. The fact that there were no survivors was precisely because those people didn’t want his identity exposed.

Fu Ruoheng wholeheartedly agreed with this suggestion. Splitting into three groups and dressing identically meant no one would recognize them, and they might just manage to shake off their pursuers.

Sheng Jiucheng glanced at Zhang Mingcheng beside him, lifted a hand to pat his shoulder, and the two exchanged a silent look before boarding the tricycle to wait for Li Ximei to come out.

Elsewhere, Rusliya felt as if she’d been struck by a speeding truck, crashing through the castle wall and collapsing limply inside, clearly having lost consciousness.

Upon hearing this, Yuan Ji’s eyes glimmered with a hint of amusement. Clearly, he didn’t take her mention of an argument to heart.

Jun Su’s arrival made the Eastern Palace even livelier. The princes all watched with glee, while only the crown prince’s expression turned ashen. He’d intended for Fu Ruoheng to make a fool of herself at the Eastern Palace—ideally, she would never set foot outside Prince Su’s residence again. But who could have predicted Jun Su would come back around so unexpectedly?

Zhang Ze treated Mina with great kindness. Aware of how much she’d suffered, he took special care of her in every respect.

Within the Sheng City underground base, Tsuna and the others had all gathered, staring at the white-haired young man before them—a figure both familiar and strangely changed.

Ripples layered across the mirror’s surface, appearing even more potent than Ye Xuan’s attack back then.

“All right! Let’s not worry about Fei Xing for now!” Tan Xiangxiang replied, a little sullen, after Chen Ran’s reminder.

White Snow Spring was a business under Bai Tianxian, Swan’s elder brother. It was an international six-star hotel—among all the top-tier hotels in the capital, it was considered one of the very best.

In the Infinite World, most ranged players were concentrated in the support and damage-dealing classes. For instance, support-based Taoists and DPS archers were both extremely common ranged professions in the national servers.

Bian Bufu’s body suddenly faltered, and he tumbled backward to the ground, landing with a heavy thud that sent a cloud of dust billowing up.

“I understand. It’s just hard to accept, but I’ll follow orders.” Upon hearing this, Xiahou Wei was helpless, but still resigned himself to reality.

Everyone held their breath in anticipation, eager to see how Emperor Hengxi would respond next.

The terrifying crescent-shaped energy crashed repeatedly into the gentle protective barrier, which only rippled slightly before diverting the terrifying force aside. The blasts struck the ground, kicking up a cloud of dust that soon enveloped Tathagata.

The more Lei thought about it, the more troubled he became. He reviewed all the hostile forces and potential threats since the start of the mission—even, for a fleeting moment, suspecting Li Jiahao or that Chen Zhipeng was behind it. But after careful consideration, he dismissed those doubts.

Their early arrival had been kept secret from everyone—not even Ye Kaicheng knew that Ye Daddy would be coming along.

A brand-new stone stele was buried deep underground. Through the biting wind, one could just make out the bold, sweeping inscription on its face: “The Tomb of Tang Yiyong’s Beloved Mother, Lady Tang.”

Lu Qingyi hurried across the river, stepping on the stones. Anxious to get away, she lost her footing on the second stone and slipped, tumbling into the water.