Volume One, Chapter 54: A Misunderstanding

Xiao Junhe sat in the back seat of the car and, from a distance, saw the two people standing across from each other at the entrance of the neighborhood. Who could have predicted that as soon as he got closer, he would overhear Xie Jingling’s heartfelt confession? A faint, mocking smile curled at the corner of his lips. Wasn’t it a bit late to be pouring out such deep feelings now? If you had known this would happen, why did you act as you did before?

“President Xiao, it’s Miss Yun. Should I stop the car and say hello?”

“That’s enough, get out! Go back and tell Edward, if the supplies don’t arrive the day after tomorrow, he shouldn’t bother coming again!” bellowed the Duke Protector.

From the time they arrived, to when they took over the place and made their demands, scarcely twenty minutes had passed.

Then Yuan Qianjiao saw a pair of fierce eyes fixed intently on her. Even badly wounded, that person was still far more formidable than the defenseless Yuan Qianjiao.

He Qing frowned, closed her eyes, and tried to concentrate, but the faint, sickly odor drifting through the air was no hallucination.

“We can’t leave now. If we go back, my father will scold me,” Cheng Ying said immediately, with a pitiful look.

Yet inside, Old Master Lin suddenly started gasping for breath, his whole body trembling uncontrollably. His fingers quivered, and his face alternated between red and pale, as if he might collapse at any moment.

“What?” The teacher from the academic office had been somewhat critical of troublemaker Yu Ying—after all, Wang Xiaoxiao was his colleague, and the person complaining was only a student. As a fellow teacher, he naturally felt inclined to side with his colleague.

Lu Shaodan and Yu Dandan found their thoughts strangely aligned in that moment. Recalling all these messy things, they both sighed softly, a deep melancholy settling over them.

Just as my strength was about to give out, a fully armed squad charged over from the opposite side of the Southern Garden, led by a formidable-looking general. I thought, since they’re coming from inside, they must be reinforcements.

—I’ll guard the Temple of All Gods for you. As long as I’m here, you needn’t worry about the main base. But from now on, I won’t leave the secular world with you.

“The Fourth Young Master’s household servants are all first-rate fighters, yet more than forty of them were defeated by a mere dozen opponents. Clearly, the other side is anything but ordinary. They came in disguise, hiding their identities, moving about furtively and in fear of exposure. Young Lord, what do you make of their background?” Zhao Zhongwei inquired.

“Very well, very well!” Huizhi Cong glanced at Hua Yuji beside him, reached out to take her hand, placed it on his own, and gently patted the back of her hand in agreement.

“Mist Energy” showed no restraint, swaggering in and plopping himself into his easy chair, rocking back and forth.

“As you command!” At a time like this, there could be no hesitation—the Chief Law Enforcer understood that well. He agreed at once and then relayed the order to several law enforcement disciples and brothers, sending them out to notify everyone.

With a twist, the Carefree Master transformed into a bird and flew out the window, circling above the Fragrant Pavilion below. He saw Long Leyan rushing out and followed closely behind her, heading toward the palace.

“They’re all armed,” Liu Shi noticed the movements on the other side, recognizing the telltale gesture of reaching for a weapon, and quickly whispered to Han Wei not to act rashly.

“Brother Han, let me introduce you. This is Engineer Li—both of you are experts, you should get to know each other,” Han Tian finally spoke, just as Han Wei’s killing intent flared. Clearly, his earlier silence had been deliberate.

Qin Fengyi personally wrote a memorial to Emperor Jing’an, harshly criticizing those royal relatives and Pei San for their incompetence. He made it clear: don’t expect those good-for-nothings to hold him back from pacifying Prince Gui.

“Enough! Even if you have a naturally alluring body, you can restrain your seductive aura—so why are you releasing it now?” Mei Xuelian was no pushover; each word struck at Ye Zishui’s most vulnerable spot.