Volume 1, Chapter 65: Surely They Weren't All Killed Off, Were They?

Meanwhile, in the Luo family dungeon.

"Why are you only just getting here?"

"Do you think it's easy for me to make a trip here? You know how sensitive my position is right now, don't you?"

Wang Yao let out a cold snort.

"Duan Jiacheng, watch your tone when you speak to me, or else I can't guarantee the safety of your family!"

He hadn't even realized it himself, but he was now thoroughly enjoying the sensations of increased strength and perfected technique brought about by the training process.

The blood that had been surging rapidly through his body began to slow down, and his boiling blood gradually grew calm.

However, if mere smoke grenades could save their lives, then Sun Yaosheng and the others would simply be far too weak.

Hearing Melody say this, Kurapika's pupils shrank sharply, and he couldn't help letting out a sigh before finally revealing his origins to the other party.

Tsunade had only two disciples, him and Shizune. Shizune clearly wasn't the fighting type, which meant the only one left was him himself. And when Orochimaru had previously investigated Tsunade's whereabouts, he naturally should have looked into the instances where he had stepped in to fight against others.

Facing Zhao Shiqi, who had fallen silent, Lu Xiangsheng let out a long sigh facing the heavens. In truth, even before Zhao Shiqi could finish speaking, he had already grasped the subtleties within. Yang Sichao and Gao Qiqian were indeed plotting against him, because Yang Sichao had proposed a peace negotiation with the Later Jin Tartars, a suggestion that Lu Xiangsheng had rejected without the slightest hesitation.

With his eyes unfocused and staring straight ahead, Chong Houhu's mouth hung open as well, half-open and half-closed like a toddler's, with saliva occasionally dripping down.

The pitch-black dark clouds slowly shifted and changed, resembling a massive prison cage tightly trapping the mortal realm. It felt as though a true dragon were awakening within the mortal realm, causing the heavens to rage and seek to bring down a divine punishment.

"Ah, forget it, forget it. What's meant to be won't miss you, and what has to be faced cannot be avoided. Since things have already reached this point, I'll just marry them both." Cheng Yaojin waved his hand helplessly and said.

Still dressed in his gentleman's attire, Satz gracefully forked a piece of food and asked Netero.

"Why would that fox come to warn us?" He had only told his wife about the nine-tailed fox's first warning and kept the second one to himself; after all, he was still resisting the marriage arrangement with the Fu family, and he didn't want his wife to worry excessively.

The gathered ministers now wished more than anything that they had never set foot in the Longevity Hall today. Whether it was the late emperor's empress or her lover bickering, any of these things could be earth-shattering secrets, and anyone who heard them might forfeit their life right then and there.

Old Master Guo had always instructed the younger generation of the family to observe propriety, remain steady, and practice humility. Yet deep down, he knew very well that most people merely gave lip service to these teachings, often paying respect in public while defying them behind the scenes. Perhaps this was why the Guo family's advancement stopped at being imperial merchants, with very few clan descendants dedicated to scholarship; while a few were busy with the family business, even more of them were freeloaders living off the clan.

However, driven by the desire for excitement, a need for revenge against Chuxue, his arrogant personality of maintaining a boss's demeanor, and a stubborn insistence on saving face, he claimed that the entire plan had been given to him by Teacher Yan, and that he had already executed it to the halfway stage. He knew very well in his heart that lowering his head to beg her would be useless; she was not someone who could be moved by others, and he was exceptionally vicious.

Murong Han subsequently sat down on the bed as well, and before long, he felt his eyes growing too heavy to keep open. "Why am I suddenly this exhausted?" Just as Murong Han finished speaking, his eyes quietly closed.

"Go back and ask the shopkeeper if he knows what kind of person this White family girl's sworn brother is." Although Madame Guo was overbearing, she also possessed a brain. Just a few steps after walking out of the shop door, she gave instructions to the elderly maid beside her.

This left Valjean no more certain of where he was going than Cosette was. He surrendered himself to God just as he surrendered himself to her; he felt as though he were holding the hand of someone greater than himself, believing that an unseen presence was guiding him.