Volume 1, Chapter 27: Brother, Hold Me

"Master?" Si Jiuyi was truly stunned this time. She had always felt that she was not the type of person to have a master, yet in those fleeting images that had just flashed by, she seemed to have truly seen the youth before her guiding her.

Wen Da finally beheld the long-desired fiery red divine fruit. His subordinates also unearthed an endless supply of the divine fruit from beneath the mountain soil. There was hope for the Camel People at last.

They were finally gone! Hearing the footsteps and laughter gradually fade away, Zhaoyun breathed a sigh of relief and slowly lifted the cloth covering her head.

Six consecutive songs, all of which ended just as they had begun. Xie Zheng answered three correctly, Jiang Yan answered two, and Pando answered one.

The drumbeats intensified. The man in black robes held the mallets in both hands, striking the great drum with force. He curled his lips slightly, his dark eyes filled with... expectation.

Because the major factions were clearly short-handed, they naturally had no choice but to pin their hopes on the common people of Sage City.

Qin Changhuan did not take it to heart. Just as she was about to step forward, she suddenly sensed something and whipped her head around to look toward her rear right.

Of course, perhaps she was overthinking it, for as she reviewed her actions over this period, she had not revealed a single flaw.

Her eyes were wide open, and she stood tightly on her tiptoes; even with her brows knit in a frown, she remained beautiful.

"Too noisy." Murong Hong’s reply was brief and crisp. His voice carried not a hint of warmth—a coldness that rivaled Murong Quan’s.

City Lord Yun was lost in deep thought, wondering whether to ponder the safety of Yun City or the concerns regarding the promise he had made to Sun Wukong. He remained silent.

Wang Wei signaled with his eyes. Heng Wuhen and O’Neill, the two slaves with the greatest martial prowess, followed behind the three monks alongside Wang Wei himself.

Feng Aotian laughed aloud at his embarrassed appearance, then turned gracefully and continued walking forward.

Qiao Yan returned to her room to change her clothes before heading out to follow Yuchi Hong to the boathouse. She remained silent the entire way, her stifled emotions having nowhere to vent, leaving her to nurse her own frustration. Yuchi Hong was also in low spirits, silently preoccupied with his own thoughts.

"This is impossible. You could never love a man like this. There must be something wrong here. I cannot let this man remain; he dared to harm my Fenghua—I shall have him torn apart by chariots!" the Empress Dowager said indignantly.

Their bodies were not large, only about two meters long, and just thick enough for a person to wrap their arms around. What was quite eerie were the two protruding, semi-transparent cicada wings on their backs, which allowed them to hover more than half a meter above the ground.

"What does that matter? As long as I can see you, I feel very happy. I don’t feel tired at all." Luo Xiyang was afraid that Yin Yuxin would suddenly feel unwell; he wanted to stay with her forever, watching until the child was born.

"You have no way. I have even less. If I had a way, I would have made you 'become' a person who loves me first," I said with a shrug.

How ridiculous, sorrowful, and lamentable it was. All of this he could only keep bottled up inside, letting it rot in his gut. He could not mention it to Mo Qianxia, nor could he tell anyone else; only Zhang Lei, the person involved, understood the bitterness in Lin Mohuan’s heart.

After the matter was explained, Xing Xuan and his parents were not very willing to accept it. Although Fu Ping did not intend to force them, the village chief wanted Xing Xuan to go. Thus, he discussed it privately with his parents, clarifying the pros and cons.

Ming Yao had traveled all the way here and was exhausted. Only when she arrived at the Marshal’s Mansion in Dragon City did her mood settle slightly, though she still waited anxiously for Long Quan.

On the side, Bonn looked at the injured Dominic and Quinte with astonishment, his eyes full of bewilderment. Hadn't Dominic and Quinte gone out to chase the thief? And wasn't that thief one of his own men? Since when did the Botu family have such powerful assassins capable of wounding two Platinum-ranked experts?

After all, those were four Gold-ranked experts. To someone of their Silver-ranked strength, they could easily fight a hundred, making them incomparable.

"How could it not be precious? My master, Du Yuesong, saw this bronze mirror today. He seemed to have never seen such a thing either. He even held it in his hand to observe it carefully for quite a while, yet he found nothing within it," Yu Feng replied.

Gu Fan withdrew his attention upon hearing this, his heart filled with a complex mix of emotions and worries.

The one who had gained the most over these three days was naturally Gu Yu. After absorbing the Ice Soul Origin Bead and the Sky-Piercing Thunder Pellet—two supreme medicinal pills—his strength had surged to the Star Soul stage, making him a powerful expert with the force of four star-nebulae.

His arched brows grew serious upon seeing the area at Fan Xueyi’s chest. The white shirt, soaked through with water, clung to her body, revealing a delicate hint of red. Jian You immediately reached out and, without warning, pulled open Fan Xueyi’s collar, exposing her snow-white chest.

He had originally intended to let Chen Xingui come to Shanghai to play so that Luo Cheng could ruin him, but he hadn't expected the brat not to show up.

Seeing that she had truly signed, she was thrilled and immediately went downstairs to push open the door to the interrogation room.

At the current stage, Xie Zhengye’s raw strength in the 200-meter sprint certainly could not hold up against Spearman.

Lu Zhen did not have the time to check why Fu Shencheng was exuding the scent of blood. She worked with the medical staff to load Fu Shencheng onto the ambulance. She had intended to turn and leave, but a resistance blocked her path forward.

Wang Ye had been pondering this question ever since he was on the road, but until now, he had not understood the reason.

Qin Zekai followed suit. It was almost visible that Lu Zhen was chasing after that white object in the shadows.

Zhao Yuxi replied without hesitation, her heart also deeply shocked; she had not expected that anyone would dare to openly take action against the family.