Volume One, Chapter 28: Willing and Content

After taking the phone, Qi Yunsheng secretly asked his master, "Why go through the trouble of wasting money on that coward surnamed Duan?" Master Huang patiently instructed him, "It is to ensure no word leaks out. I won't be at ease until I see him board the train back to Shandong. Until then, you are to keep a close watch on him." Realization dawned on Qi Yunsheng, and he nodded repeatedly in agreement.

Such signs of fading life were certainly beyond human intervention. However, Gao Wen, though young at the time, was no ordinary person and happened to know the method for defying the heavens to alter one's fate.

The fire element pierced through my elemental armor and entered my body; amidst a wave of scorching heat, my vitality plummeted sharply.

In an instant, the entire situation began to be controlled by the Student Union team. Being able to maintain a balance for so long had been the limit for the Pantheon team, and as Xiu Chongkai and the others broke free from their restrictions, the Pantheon team surged past zero outs, becoming unstoppable.

It was not just Qiao Qian; even Qiao'er and Qiao Ying were startled by Jiang Qi's ferocious expression. Especially after catching a glimpse of his bottomless eyes, they were momentarily rendered unable to think.

He had considered that Hao Xin might feel repulsed by his mother's arrival, as he himself despised Ling Qing, but he had not expected Hao Xin's reaction to be so intense.

The man in black smiled bitterly, spitting out a mouthful of blood that landed on one of the stone statues and seeped into it. With a dejected shake of his head, he looked toward the distant, endless void, his eyes filled with infinite desolation.

Yun Zhong was already an elderly man with little time left. Naturally, he had heard of the Great Qin Marquis of Dingguo, Xing Chu. With such monstrous talent, heaven-defying luck, and powerful martial legacies, how could he not be tempted?

"Ultimate Spirit—Fractured Star Eye, Nightmare, Mental Upgrade. According to the old rules, once someone reaches this level, they must be expelled." Gao Xin did not look at Ling Ming, but instead glanced at Dongfang Li. That fellow was so protective of his own that he hoped he wouldn't do anything reckless.

After boarding the Ptolemy II, Chu Xuan spoke directly. Murong Chen did not waste words either, moving straight toward the Philae Temple, where they successfully obtained the third target, the Osiris Temple.

After Bai Ling became pregnant, she realized that Wei Linhai had no intention of being with her. An unwed pregnancy was a scandal for Bai Ling. Although her parents were furious, they were the first to stand up and protect her, yet they still believed the child should be aborted, otherwise, Bai Ling's future would be extremely difficult.

In truth, they wanted to call for the witch doctor, but remembering what the clan leader had said the night before, they abruptly changed their words.

"I said it doesn't hurt anymore, so why haven't you sent me to the infirmary yet?" The more she heard, the more annoyed she became, eventually coming up with this excuse.

Liu Feng still looked hesitant, but given his lowly status, he thought nothing major would happen and simply lowered his head, bowing respectfully before exiting. Yet, for some reason, he always felt a barrier between himself and this man, whom everyone else viewed as a gentle and refined gentleman.

'System, does he despise her because the original Tang Rao refused to accept Yang Mei?' Tang Rao asked the system in her heart.

With a "bang," the cup shattered, and a cold aura permeated the entire room, as if it were about to freeze everyone solid.

The matron's expression remained calm and respectful, appearing truly grateful for the trouble caused to Su Muyao.

Seeing that Li Yuanbai was genuinely giving him the items, Wang Juntian felt like a mouse discovering a treasure. He swiftly tucked the storage bag away, clutching it tightly to his chest.

Muyao only felt that Ling Xiao's gaze was becoming increasingly strange, not realizing at all that she had just struggled at the edge of death.

After filling a large bowl, Fang Dazhi began preparing the second dish, mushroom soup with shrimp strips. This was simple: add some water, stew it all in a pot, and when taking it off the heat, add some dried kelp and fine salt; the taste was acceptable.

However, the stream of concubines coming to Yongning Palace to inquire about her health was endless. She knew clearly that these people were not concerned about her; they just wanted to use this as an excuse to see the Emperor. Though she disliked it, she had to brace herself and meet them one by one.

Xia Haitong wore a sweet smile as she spoke, while Li Siqin looked at her as if she were a thorn in her side.

The onlookers were already in an uproar. At the headquarters of the Yuelong Gang, where gang members were everywhere, people usually received shouts of reprimand for merely glancing twice at the gate. Now, over a dozen golden figures, accompanied by more than a hundred silver ones, were weaving through the headquarters like swimming dragons.

Situ Xiao comforted Madam Li and sent men to the Zheng family to find Zheng Jiqing. The messengers returned to report that Zheng Jiqing had fallen ill from the shock and could not meet them. Situ Xiao immediately returned to the Young Marshal's Mansion to make arrangements, ordering a city-wide search for Meng Zhu.

"Let's fight them to the death—!" someone from the Sanlong team shouted immediately. Ling Yu remained motionless, staring at him with cold eyes, a slight arc forming at the corner of his mouth.

Duno laughed triumphantly, shaking his large, hairless head from time to time: "I didn't expect that all of this stemmed from the trouble you caused by killing the Black Steel Ant Queen, which shifted the disaster onto others. We have benefited. Hahaha..." Duno could not help but laugh as he spoke; it seemed he was truly delighted.

After leaving the woodshed, Song Daowu did not go anywhere else but headed straight to the Buddhist hall in the west courtyard. The air outside was cold and bleak, while inside came the rhythmic sound of chanting and wooden percussion, reminding Song Daowu of the desolate and beautiful scenes from novels, like snow falling outside the Hanshan Temple.