Chapter 80: A Night of Gossip

On a cloudy evening, as night descended and a fine drizzle began to fall, Lu Qingfei donned a dark overcoat but still felt cold, so she wrapped a scarf around her neck and took a cab to the art gallery.

As the car approached, ancient trees, nearly a century old, lined the road, and the cityscape shifted from towering skyscrapers to old Western-style houses. The oval-shaped hall, designed specifically for auctions, spanned three stories. Rainwater glistened on its façade, shimmering under the lights. The gentle rain, illuminated by street lamps, looked like pearls strung on invisible threads, and Lu Qingfei gazed through the curtain of rain.

This was a sign of surrender. I hadn’t intended to use my forces, fearing that, if provoked, the beasts would turn on them. Only now did I realize that this straightforward, forceful approach was more effective.

Yet Lu Yu didn’t need a work of art; he only needed a ‘spoon,’ a very large one.

He smiled. It was just as well. Huo Yu called him unexpectedly, saying he had an urgent assignment and needed to return to the unit, so he couldn’t take care of Gu Jiujiu. Gu Jiujiu had already been entrusted to Song Jingchen.

The Poison King, witnessing this, pupils contracted. This person could tread in the air, hovering, and that fleeting glimpse of the soul just now—could it be…he had entered the Divine Realm?

With a flip of his hand, two jade boxes appeared: the Withered Wood and the Earth Treasure Lotus Root, handed over personally to his senior sister.

He wore the white servant uniform of the manor. A-Liang deliberately rolled through the thorns, his body drenched in blood, looking terrifying.

“Pfft~” Watching the blazing, gossipy light flare in his wife’s eyes, Gale Wind spat out his tea. Thankfully, he managed to turn his head just in time, or else it would have sprayed all over his wife.

Not only did Boss Xin’s body change, but soon his head began to deform, eventually collapsing entirely; even his skull seemed to liquefy.

During this period, it became a contest of strength—whoever had greater power would be more likely to win. If the child’s soul had indeed been pushed out by Old Wang’s ghost, it was clear the soul was no match for the ghost.

Demons conjure images of evil and sin. At the mention of the demon race, most people instinctively react with fear and disgust, keeping their distance. They forget that the demons and the gods are essentially the same; the former are fiercer, the latter gentler, yet who can truly know another’s heart?

Would the Jiang family cut Pan Longguang down? Long Yiyao did not know. She sat in the office at Imperial Plains, eyes cold as she watched the stock fluctuations of Shengyuan Group on her computer.

After Tong Yujin finished her nightly wash and was about to rest, Xia Yan, who had washed first, seemed already asleep. Tong Yujin leaned in to admire her beautiful husband before climbing into bed, but before she could see him properly, she fell straight into a broad and powerful embrace.

Shen Mianmian explained that Hu Da was a protector in Shen Lanfeng’s household, different from those servants whose contracts were not held by themselves.

In the temporary cell at the capital’s Court of Justice, a middle-aged man with a prominent forehead had no idea that, three hundred miles away, a family was having a late dinner, their meal delayed until midnight because of his case.

Yan Xi’s sniper rifle was better suited for long-range shots. For targets at close quarters and densely packed, a rifle was more appropriate.

Big Brother’s obsessed fan: Sir, won’t you forgive me? I promise never to upset you again! I heard people who get angry often age faster.

Xu Rou felt a sharp pain at the nape of her neck while washing her hands, then lost consciousness. When she awoke, she was in a dark, gloomy room, hands and feet bound with rope, even her mouth sealed with tape.

Sensing the overwhelming hatred radiating from Frankie, Iceberg sighed silently, then turned and walked away.

Late at night, Yun Shu and Yan Li, dressed in black, slipped into the Marquis Fu Yuan’s mansion under cover of darkness. He kept watch outside while she went in alone to find Zheng Xiaoran.