Chapter Seventy: The Man in Red

The man in red silently darted toward Qin Xiaomo, and in a flash, a gleaming dagger was pressed against her throat.

“So you’re a girl?” The man in red gave a seductive smile, leaned in close to her face, and whispered beguilingly, “Were you trying to spy on me while I was bathing? What exactly did you see?” As he spoke, the dagger slid slowly from her throat to her eye.

Qin Xiaomo’s entire body tensed, instinctively leaning back as far as she could. Suddenly, inspiration struck. She slowly reached up, her hand brushing against his face as she said, “I’ve been blind since childhood. Today I just wanted to bring some food to my family. I thought I knew the way, but somehow I walked for ages and never arrived. I don’t even know how I ended up here.”

The man in red was caught off-guard...

In Chengdu, Li Xiang devoted himself exclusively to a single task, and since most errands were handled by his subordinates, his schedule was relatively relaxed. Xiao Yu, on the other hand, was responsible for everything around them, and for the foreseeable future, he would also be supporting Li Xiang’s logistics. He was so busy each day that his feet barely touched the ground.

As I remember it now, the first song I ever learned was taught to me by him—a song about a love that never breaks up. He said Wang Sulong was his idol. So when we broke up, my music player still had nothing but Wang Sulong’s tracks. Perhaps he never knew that while I often teased him, I quietly paid attention to everything he liked and cared about.

Li Weiguo had not finished speaking when he looked down to see the blade of a knife protruding from his chest. In utter disbelief, he turned around, only to see that the person who had stabbed him in the back was none other than A-Long Blacksteel.

Xie Yanchuan couldn’t understand why Shen Yang was so concerned about his sister. Still, his sister was in the palace—even if she were sent to the Cold Palace, with the Emperor’s protection, nothing would happen to her.

Su Dingfang was certainly different from the others. He did have the physique of a future great general. While everyone else was retching miserably, he was still bursting with energy, running all over the ship without the slightest sign of seasickness.

The man’s eyes were long and narrow, his nose aquiline, his lips thin. His features alone were enough to leave one feeling uneasy.

“What’s this...?” Li Sanhu tilted his chin toward Cheng Yu. When Cheng Yu turned around, the tattoo on his face had vanished.

He had absolute faith in Zhou Ruomin’s singing, or else he would never have asked her to perform at the Spring Festival Gala.

The bottle of red wine contained 750 milliliters, and Fang Tianfeng alone drank nearly 300 milliliters. Normally, a full glass holds about 120 milliliters, but seeing the number of guests, Ning Youlan was quite frugal, pouring only about 30 milliliters for each person—just two or three sips to finish.

Hephos laughed. “I understand now—ha, I finally understand.” He reached out, gripping a magic crystal tightly, desperately absorbing the power within.

Carub roared, “Fifty-nine, sixty, sixty-one...” The three of them hurled their swords and spears like torrential rain, stabbing the three elderly criminals before them full of holes. The force was so great that their bodies were sent flying into the air before crashing heavily to the ground.

“Sister? What happened?” Xiao Mengyu saw that Li Jingyun looked grave after her call and asked with concern.

“I’m sorry, I’m still working on the suppressant issue. I won’t give up until the very end,” Li Jingyun said as she walked straight toward the memory core.

Qin Tang gradually disappeared from everyone’s sight. Those occupying the area looked at each other, then glanced at those opposed to their occupation.

This was a district in the southeast part of Warner City. The drop site after leaving the warehouse wasn’t far from a main road.

“Your Majesty, you don’t mean to do it here?!” The heroic spirit Archer’s concern was noted by the Second Prince, Rolo, who turned to Lelouch in surprise.

“Kunming?” George’s face took on a puzzled look; evidently, the successful banker knew little about this southwestern city.

So, here and now, everything had come to a halt for them.

The demise of the Twin Dragons Gang brought a sense of relief to the people of New City; yet at the same time, they worried another ‘Twin Dragons Gang’ might emerge. Their feelings were complicated. Fortunately, the military strictly regulated the new powers springing up like bamboo shoots after rain, and for now, there was no sign of another Twin Dragons Gang.