Chapter 51: Matters of the Li Family

“What?” Wan Shun asked with a laugh.

The little one spoke up excitedly, “I heard that the principal of the commune middle school received a signed letter of accusation, reporting their model student, the pride of the school, Wang Tian. The letter claimed he’s lazy, greedy, sly, disloyal, unfilial, and cold-blooded—a rebellious son. It said he has a clever mind but lacks respect for his father and doesn’t possess the virtues of diligence and honesty. At home, he ignores and bullies his father, even cutting off their relationship, failing in all his duties as a son.”

Though it sounded melodramatic, if these things were true, and that stubborn girl found out, who could say whether she’d still accept her family after learning the truth?

The next moment, the towering weeds before her burst apart with a roar, collapsing like rotten wood and revealing the scene behind them. Beneath a dilapidated house sat a young man in blue robes, cross-legged, eyes closed in profound silence. Though his breath was as gentle as a dragon’s, a quiet power radiated from him.

To be honest, everyone in the criminal investigation team was already simmering with frustration toward Qin Jianshe.

She felt that no matter the time or place, as long as His Highness was by her side, a single word from him could put her at ease.

But Gao Shun didn’t care. No matter how hard the opponent’s shield, his assault troops would eventually break through—it was only a matter of time.

Liu Xiaoxiao gave a general description of Mo Zihan, and Yu Fulai repeated it, responding to her. He pondered deeply, but no matter how he searched his memory, he could not recall anyone matching the description Liu Xiaoxiao had given.

Liang Mingyue hadn’t expected to run into Li Haorui in the corridor. Without a word, he pulled her straight into a nearby office, pinned her against the wall, and questioned her with dissatisfaction.

So he decided to take Chu Yi, the most obedient and honest person in his family, with him to the borderlands, leaving his most trusted aide in the White Tiger Kingdom to protect Chu Qianli’s safety.

Compared to the wild beasts who walk on four legs, their speed was already the difference between an ox cart and a rocket.

Just then, on her screen, two flashing characters stood out with piercing clarity—Lin Qing.

Once she understood this, Qiao Jinwen’s expression softened a little, though her mood was still somber.

Back home, when Ling’s mother saw her looking pale, she chased after her, asking if the victim of the car accident was someone she knew.

After dinner, Ou Yanzhe accompanied her for a stroll beneath the colonnade. The summer night was deep blue, insects sang in waves, and not far off, the castle’s lights glowed brightly. The roses were in full bloom, their riotous blossoms filling the air with rich fragrance, turning the surroundings into a sea of flowers.

“Let me send you on your way,” Liu Cheng said, pulling with his right hand. The golden serpent tightened instantly, blood oozing from the corners of the three men’s mouths, their eyes bulging, until, with a muffled bang, they exploded where they stood.

“It’s a miracle your poison didn’t kill me,” Lu Jingli said, patting his chest in relief.

Though everyone knew this was all her plan, as long as no one spoke it aloud, it was seen as her painstaking effort for the family’s main branch.

As for the man’s excuse, he claimed he needed to work hard outside to earn more money for the family, so his wife and child could be happy.

At this moment, within his spiritual perception, a murderous, demonic energy was rising from that land—blade-like and fierce, as if it would shatter the heavens and obliterate the world.

“Heh, my royal brother heard that the master of the Yun family had arrived at Yanmen, and made many preparations. Yet, unexpectedly, you turned east, leaving him sorely disappointed.” In Dai, Prince Jing called Lu Sheng ‘Imperial Brother’, but outside, he switched to ‘Royal Brother’. Perhaps even he hadn’t realized how little confidence he now had in the kingdom of Dai.

Gu Famiwei remembered that there had been some friction between Mizuki Tsukimi and Hatsuharu before; perhaps Tsukimi wanted Saten to stay and help smooth things over, so she agreed immediately without noticing Saten’s look of terror.

“I’m just a simple farmer, what do I need a powerful spirit beast for? It’s useless!” Mu Ziyu pouted, but inside, she was already overjoyed.