Chapter 73: An Auspicious Start

It was now the Wang family’s turn.

The Wang couple, sensing the despair and fury radiating from the Yangs, swallowed hard in silence. They reminded themselves that their situation was different from that of the Yang family. There was no will in their case, their son was mentally challenged, and they had never divorced. Rightfully, the money belonged to them.

Wan Shun slowly curled his lips into a smile. “Are you certain that Wang Tian is your son?”

The couple stared in surprise. “Of course he is!”

The others were also confused by the question.

Although the city was built in the desert, it was like an oasis within—bustling streets filled with people coming and going.

Originally, they had managed to keep these matters under wraps, but for reasons unknown, the secret suddenly leaked. In the end, everyone in Atlantis knew about it. Most troubling of all, they had no idea who was responsible. Though the temple was under suspicion, there wasn’t a shred of evidence.

Han Xiao was startled for only an instant before Liang Anshi’s sword-light came crashing down upon him. The terrifying, domineering six-pointed star shot at Han Xiao, and in the blink of an eye, it was about to strike him.

A mere cultivator of the Ninth Cycle had utterly crushed a peak expert at the fourth level of the Divine Realm, leaving the latter without even a chance to fight back. This was simply unheard of.

Ye Lei pretended to casually brush his storage belt, but in reality, he’d directly exchanged for three computers from the system.

Han Xiao arched a brow and smiled. He hadn’t originally intended to bring his two disciples along, but since they asked, he saw no harm in letting them come.

In this battle, it was Viktor who suffered most. His offensive methods relied solely on soul attacks and summoning various entities.

When Lin Tian hung up and handed the phone back to He Shang, he saw that He Shang was looking at him with wide-eyed astonishment.

The burly man felt as if someone had stepped on his head. When it came to confidence, he couldn’t match Zheng Tu, but at the same time, he was unwilling to back down.

Guo Bing sat opposite Director Zhang, observing the forced, mechanical smiles on everyone’s faces. Gu Xi, meanwhile, kept a close eye on Su Wushuang, watching her every move.

The other members of the Mo family looked haggard. Night Mo Xing swept his gaze over them, his emotions unmoved, though his eyes lingered a moment longer on Mo Chi and Song Sisi, his brows faintly furrowed.

Scenes from years ago seemed to replay in her mind at that moment, filling her with an ominous foreboding.

At the last instant, she summoned all her strength to embrace Qin Jinyu, turning her back to the murderous blade.

Wei Xiao, who had skipped too many classes and was hounded by scandal, sat in the farthest corner, trying to minimize his presence.

The “Scabbard” possessed certain sensory abilities even more powerful than the “Sword” itself. Directly above them, at the very top, he sensed something indistinct yet elusive.

“This is the temporary dormitory of the Federal Police,” he explained in a low voice as he led Huai Zhen inside.

Perhaps being High Feng’s chief adviser wasn’t as easy as it appeared. Even with the emperor’s daily favor, there were bound to be days when one fell out of grace.

Especially since his movies had started gaining traction because he and Gu Xi frequently appeared together in public. In terms of fan attention, at least half came from Gu Xi, whose influence on social media played a crucial role in his career.

As for how Weilong found out, Li Yu didn’t ask—people with money always had wider avenues, with information sources that seemed limitless.

It was clearly a disaster. Wei Ziqi had never heard such words from Wei Ziyan’s lips—he simply didn’t dare. Wei Ziyan’s bluster and bravado were only ever displayed within the inner chambers among his sisters.

Zhou Miao’s mind nearly exploded in that instant. Bai Siyuan was also present—why did they never consider Lu Heng’s feelings? Their actions were simply outrageous.

Leng Ziyue believed Tang Guo’s abnormal behavior was due to her inability to accept the breakup, which left him feeling even more guilty.

Already furious, Dickenson was impatient and didn’t bother to lower his voice. His words rang out through the entire church, drawing everyone’s dissatisfied glances. When they caught sight of the scorpion tattoo on Dickenson’s face, their eyes brimmed with loathing.