Volume 1, Chapter 71: This Servant Deserves Death

Zhang Xuance's voice rang out once again: "Why are you keeping your head down? Put your clothes on."

Blocking Lin Tian's path was not a stone wall, but a middle-aged man with a pale complexion, a stiff and icy body, and covered in a thick layer of dust. Judging by his appearance, he had been dead for untold years.

After lighting the candle, she turned her head sideways to listen intently, seemingly trying to determine Jun Buyu's location through sound alone.

Nangong Changyun and Yu Fan unleashed their movement techniques, flickering as they prepared to cross Changyun Mountain. The air at the summit was thin and bitterly cold, with the mountain gale howling furiously. The pelting, granular snowflakes struck their faces, stinging like knife cuts.

Lu Yun walked over and, mimicking Fang Luqing's posture, tilted her head to look out the window while deftly dismantling a Mauser C96 pistol. In a very short space of time, she reduced the handgun to a pile of parts. Then, she skillfully reassembled it, disengaged the safety, cocked the hammer, and raised the muzzle to aim directly at Fang Luqing's chest.

Lin Ying and the others also detected the softening tone in the voice. Furthermore, none of them wished to start a major conflict at this moment. Sensing the opponent's slight hesitation and compromise, Lin Ying and his companions were quite willing to let the matter drop smoothly. Stepping forward with a calm and confident demeanor, Lin Ying cupped his hands in a salute, a faint smile on his face, and spoke with neither servility nor overbearing pride.

"Don't be in a rush; I have something to ask you!" Fang Li motioned for the two of them to sit. Besides, Ding Dong was going to be involved in his affairs anyway and could not be considered an outsider, so there were truly some matters that didn't need to be kept from him.

Lin Feng rarely participated in the company's management; at most, he occasionally kept abreast of its general current status. The company was basically run single-handedly by Xia Ruoxi, which left Lin Feng completely in the dark regarding these issues.

Though spoken as lightly as a breeze, everyone knew deep down that putting it into practice was far from easy. Every time the Underworld Soil manifested, it became an object fiercely contested by all the major factions. When properly combined, it could reverse yin and yang and snatch lives from the jaws of death! How could anyone possibly surrender it so easily?

The aetheric substance dissolved from the corpse was extremely scarce, amounting to only around four or five liters, yet it filled the vase to the brim.

As for the medicinal herbs to be used in these two products, he already had a clear plan in mind. He only needed to run a few minor experiments and obtain the medical manufacturing license before production could begin.

He Hansheng stripped off Xu Xingran's soaked garments and wrapped her in Zhao Tianqi's clothes.

Once she failed to calculate it, the audience would then learn that Yin Liyin was not part of the production crew and realize she was a fraud.

He picked up the talisman paper once more, and just as he was about to set it ablaze, a gust of wind blew in from the front, knocking the talisman paper right out of his hand.

When she wrote this character, this plotline didn't exist at all, so she hadn't bothered to research how people bought houses in ancient times.

She saw Xun Zhenyu walking alongside Yin Liyin with a beaming smile, solicitously asking whether she had been getting along well during her time away.

Wednesday always had plenty of eccentric ideas, but her physical execution couldn't always keep up with the wild notions in her head, which sometimes inevitably landed her in trouble.

The commotion that night had been far too massive, unsettling everyone's nerves and leaving people gossiping and inquiring behind closed doors.

He Hansheng was in a very poor state right now, and considering he was a patient, he didn't want to provoke him any further.

As they penetrated deeper into the heart of the mountain, Mulin discovered nothing outwardly, yet his intuition told him that something was increasingly amiss.

The Fire Dragon King instantly understood Xuan Mo's intentions. Moreover, these words left Ma Hongjun overjoyed; after all, even as a mere remnant soul, the Fire Dragon King had been a tier-one deity in his past life. To receive instruction from him would be profoundly beneficial beyond measure.