Chapter 122: The Half-Faced Demon Mask

Firecrackers popped and red lanterns paved the way as the sounds of music and celebration drifted in from outside. Hua Xunxiang gazed at the embroidered silk quilt of the dimly lit wedding bed, where red dates, peanuts, longans, and lotus seeds had been arranged in concentric heart shapes—a traditional blessing for the early birth of a noble son.

"Has she arrived?" Hua Xunxiang sat on the edge of the wedding bed, draped in a crimson robe embroidered with golden thread. She wore no crown, and her makeup was light, perhaps because she had already anticipated the outcome of this marriage.

The servant, unable to mask his delight, replied, "City Lord, I have people watching nearby. If she dares to show her face, they will intercept her. I guarantee your good fortune will not be disturbed."

The three people on Shangguan Wan'er's side were merely at the third level of the Qi Martial Realm, a level of strength they did not fear.

Feng Youxue had all but severed ties with Feng Youruo, so she naturally no longer cared about maintaining appearances.

Although the exterior appeared to be a row of old houses, passing through the dining hall revealed a hidden world. A rectangular courtyard, laid out like a traditional quadrangle, featured ancient, elegant architecture that was truly refreshing to behold.

To put it plainly, she wanted Ye Leng. At the very least, Shen Leng was a powerhouse; being defiled by a man of such strength would be easier to bear.

"This toad, known as the Nine-Poison Azure Toad, is my natal gu-insect. Its venom is incurable; one touch means instant death. Furthermore, this creature is twice as fast as I am. Huang Bihai, can you block it?" the Miao ghost boasted triumphantly.

In truth, with good domestic security and strict gun control, one rarely encountered desperate thugs. Though he had more money than he could ever spend, his social circle was incredibly simple, and his friends were few—let alone enemies.

Ye Chen’s brow was stern, and beneath his harmless exterior, a majestic and peerless aura gradually began to rise.

Zhou Qian spoke loudly, brimming with triumph. She had regained her usual arrogance, clearly feeling she had found something to lean on.

When the group stepped out of the vehicle, the hospital seemed to have been notified in advance, with all manner of instruments already prepared.

In recent days, the Ye family had finally obtained intelligence on the Stein family, learning that they possessed the formidable strength of the Four Guardians.

Liu San likely didn't realize that he hadn't just crossed Kexin’s red line; he had also stepped over the lines of Ma Yong and the others. Even if Kexin didn't seek revenge, her brothers, Ma Yong and Zhao Xu, would certainly make him pay the price.

"Regarding Oono Ichiro." Lin Canghai got straight to the point as soon as he arrived.

However, the white-haired old man remained motionless. He was completely unmoved, and it was clear that even such celestial nectar could not sway him.

"Heh, I don't think I can interfere with the rest of it, so I'll be heading back. There's still plenty to do at home," Ma Yong replied with a smile.

Gong Ze briefly recounted what had happened, though he focused heavily on the incident involving Chen Yun.

She clenched her fists tightly, clear tears streaming down her bright eyes as she watched that handsome figure vanish from before her, slipping away into the distant horizon.

"Why are you looking at me like that?" Zhang Mingyu asked, seeing Jiang Shan staring at him blankly, seemingly with no intention of letting him pass.

"That... what’s wrong, dear?" Lin Canghai wondered why Zhu Junzi had kicked him out of bed.

The boiling water and hot oil that had once caused massive casualties among Li Kezhou’s dark creatures proved useless against the orcs, who charged without fear of death. Whether the corpses were whole or scalded and mangled, they served just as well to build the height of their mounds.

Li Kezhou had already witnessed the medical standards of Kassel. Honestly, while they didn't quite compare to the instant remedies found within the Gate of Causal Plunder, they far exceeded his expectations for a mission world.

The Kashima Shrine was vast, filled with ancient architecture reminiscent of the Tang Dynasty. Most eye-catching was the red gatehouse at the entrance, standing about thirteen meters high and five meters wide—one of the three great gatehouses of Japan.

Li Kezhou understood perfectly. He did his best to conceal the joy in his eyes, feigned a thoughtful look at Billy, and then tilted his chin toward Huan Xiang.