Volume 1, Chapter 50: Returning in Triumph! (Part 2)

Although this is merely a serpent condensed from water-system magic, its actual power is on par with its master.

"It is very simple. Just work harder at what you do best!" Mandolan said with a smile.

This was rather frustrating; I didn't dare go upstairs at all. Whether I took the elevator or the stairs, there was a high chance of running into my stepmother. It was simply too dangerous.

The hooded man was forced to halt his interception of Wang Yang, whose figure had already moved far away. The hooded man seemed to have given up on pursuing the obstruction.

Ouyang Feifei's company immediately dispatched a large group of bodyguards. Ye Lengfeng had no desire to get mixed up in what came next; as long as Ouyang Feifei was safe, that was enough.

Was this considered sophistry? I told myself, fine, you are not wrong, but is there any need to be in such a rush to see your new mother? You haven't even finished the divorce proceedings with your stepmother yet.

As for Xia Wuxue, watching Ye Lengfeng's departing back, she was filled with a sense of curiosity and appreciation for this mysterious and powerful man.

Fang Zhilang said, "Let us not force an elderly person to endure the pain of a white-haired person sending off a black-haired person. Moreover..." She glanced sideways at the old man.

"Tch... Such a slick tongue. Whose man am I?" Xia Xue pretended to show disdain, though her heart was already brimming with sweetness.

This was a dragonman who had been lurking for who knows how many days, hiding here since the outbreak of the rebellion. As for the reason, perhaps it was to gather intelligence, or perhaps it was simply being abandoned.

The three of us were already harboring suppressed anger inside. Stirred up by my instigation, we were instantly ready to ransack Cheng Yan's dormitory. Damn it, the score from the afternoon had to be settled clearly. Although it wasn't Cheng Yan's own people who beat us, we couldn't go after those thugs from the streets right now; heading to their turf would undoubtedly be seeking death.

Lin Xi bathed and purified himself in incense, donned plain dark robes, knelt before the memorial tablet of Lin Qing, kowtowed deeply three times, and burned three sticks of incense into the burner.

I frowned. With such an adorable expression, Zhang Mengfei was definitely not putting on an act. Yet, why was there no sign of virginity? It wasn't that I was narrow-minded; if she had told me beforehand that she wasn't experiencing it for the first time, I certainly wouldn't have said anything.

The majesty of heaven and earth was gradually revealing its insuperable might. Yet, situated within such an environment, Liu Chuan remained extremely calm. In truth, Liu Chuan's consciousness at that moment wasn't entirely clear. Previously, he had only ever watched Lu Ding do this; now, he was directing everything himself! How could he not be nervous?

Walking into the center of the bustling market, I suddenly heard the peddlers' cries being uttered in human speech, and I could understand every word completely! I hurriedly ran over to ask: what place was this anyway?

If I had thought of it sooner, perhaps I could have stopped Shi Yifan. But now, saying anything was already too late—he had already obtained the Golden Core. What would he do next?

"Elder Mi, you may head down first. I will look around." Fang Yan swept his gaze across the surroundings and walked unhurriedly down the mountain.

"What is it?" Zhang Yang glanced in that direction, yet perceived nothing out of the ordinary.

As a result, Zhang Mengfei glanced sideways at me and let out a cold snort. "Hmph, carry me or not, if you won't, I'll find someone else to." With that, Zhang Mengfei walked ahead.

Since the imperial Prince Zhao clung to people, Prince Zhao's father could naturally cling on quite openly as well. Moreover, taking advantage of supporting his son to casually hold a hand or wrap an arm around a shoulder was entirely normal.

Because Liu Qi and his companions were almost all born into wealth and nobility, they easily understood the concept of a masterless servant. As for a servant with a master, they found it somewhat harder to grasp. Not only did Elder Xing show no impatience, but he also explained it to them in detail.

Demon hunters hunt not only demons, but also corrupted mages who have been seduced by demonic power.

At that moment, I suddenly heard a strange sound, resembling the heavy breathing of a giant toad, though much louder, and the source of the sound was coming from the direction of the stairs.

Upon realizing this, Liu Qi immediately notified the other nine people, informing everyone of this sudden development and instructing them to arrive at the portal within ten minutes without fail.

This message was quite out of the ordinary. Although it did not yet carry an unquestionable, commanding tone, it was clearly a notification rather than something meant for discussion.

Seeing that Liu Mingjiang was still as cheerful as ever, laughing, joking, and bantering with them just like before, the tense nerves of the various commanders involuntarily relaxed, and they chuckled along in relief.

A low roar echoed from behind the house, and I smiled faintly. Perhaps Yunjin knew that this journey ahead would once again be fraught with unpredictable fortune and misfortune.

As the sun gradually slanted toward the west, Yutao came over. Seeing Ruihua carrying a full bucket of water and trembling as she headed toward the kitchen, she hurriedly stepped forward to lend a hand.

"Mr. Xu, see you tomorrow." The cute receptionist girl greeted Xu Bai as she passed the guard room on her way out, only to be dragged far away by Du Yueyue in a hurry.

"Scoundrel!" Cang黎 instantly flared up, rebuking him harshly, "Behind my back and the Madam's, you presumptuously took Yu'er out of the valley—that alone is unforgivable. And now, you don't even know Yu'er's whereabouts. I..." As he spoke, Cang黎 raised his right hand, looking as though it was about to descend heavily upon Shui Ling.

Hearing Qian Jin's words, Yiyi slowly moved over to sit beside him and began to eat. Qian Jin glanced at the wine glass, noticing that Yiyi had no intention of drinking at all.

Knowing this, Fang Yan formulated a brilliant plan in his mind to rally the seven of them.

The flashing lights pulled Fang Yan's thoughts back to reality. He knew that his mission at this moment was to discover the whereabouts of Duan Tianzhang and the others' families; only by doing so could he better understand the Xingzhong Society, and perhaps even unearth the mastermind behind the scenes who wanted him dead.

"Even if it means exhausting every single warship, I will annihilate them!" Zheng He and Ji Gang vowed inwardly.