Volume One, Chapter 79: Is the Crown Prince of the Zhou Family Really This Attentive?

Shen Chaowu looked up in surprise toward the doorway.

Against the light.

She couldn’t make out Zhou Jingdu’s face clearly.

She could only vaguely see the slight curve of his lips, cold and mocking, not at all friendly.

Her heart paused for a few seconds.

It was difficult to describe what she felt in this moment.

“Damn it, barging into the Lu family estate and causing trouble—do you have a death wish?” Old Li scrambled up from the ground, drew his baton, and lunged at Liu Haoran, swinging it toward his head.

If Prince Lian wanted to deal with her, it was surely to unsettle the minds of the court officials. The very moment everyone left in search of her would be the perfect time for him to launch a coup. In order to delay her and buy himself time, he must have already made the most meticulous arrangements.

The monk Xuanku’s face instantly turned a deep purple when he heard this—there were truly such shameless people in the world? But on second thought, the mask itself was faceless and skinless. The insult on the tip of his tongue was forced back down.

“Oh dear, Brother Mai, you’ve messed up my hair,” Yu Mu dodged Old Mai’s grasp, fixed her long hair over her shoulders, then took a colorful hair tie from her crossbody bag and gathered her thick hair into a wavy ponytail.

Heaven and earth were completely sealed off. The icy chill of the white flames made even the avatar condensed from Xu Feiyue’s Dao tremble.

Treasures: Life-Extending Pill, Azure Lotus Earth Flame, Fallen Heart Flame, Heaven-Shrouding Concealment Array, Primal Sword Array, Three-Thousand Blazing Fire.

For someone devoted to cultivation, his mind was occupied only with how to grow stronger. Apart from that, few things lingered in his memory—let alone people, whom he’d never cared about.

Xu Feiyue smiled, lingered no longer, and with a movement, soared into the sky, hurtling toward the distance in search of a new target.

“My disciple has luck as vast as the sky—he’ll be fine. What about your side? That fellow from the Ninefold Netherworld still hasn’t shown himself?” Qingyangzi asked, his eyes bleary with drunkenness.

The leading elder was shocked at first, then overjoyed, while the others’ faces were filled with disbelief.

Lu Hongyu was a bit stunned. He had never managed the family business and didn’t quite understand what was happening. He picked up one of the documents and glanced at it—it did seem to be written by his second uncle.

A fierce murderous intent flashed through Qin Changhuan’s slender, enchanting eyes. She murmured something low, then drew the soft sword at her waist with a swish, striking straight for the man’s face.

The immense spiritual power contained in the pill instantly flooded the meridians of all six people, and the overwhelming momentum of their simultaneous breakthrough shot straight into the sky.

“What is he doing? Bring him here at once!” the emperor said excitedly to those beside him.

The fire was growing ever larger, threatening to spread further. In that terrifying crimson glow, people saw the buildings begin to distort.

Long Yi smiled faintly, making Qi Yu feel a little puzzled. She sensed that Long Yi’s attitude toward Long Ye had changed, but couldn’t quite put her finger on how.

“How could this happen?” Jiang Yilang stood dazed, seeing that the once neatly arranged tents in the mountains had been burned to charred remains, and outside the camp only a few clansmen were left weeping in despair.

Behind him followed Li Zhengyi. His skin looked smooth and fair, and his entire physique appeared more natural than many years ago—almost as if he were truly human.

After he spoke, Assistant Bei snuck a glance at Tang Zhi. Tang Zhi’s gaze was still fixed on his computer screen, his handsome face devoid of expression. Understanding the situation, Assistant Bei said nothing more.

This question, at least, received a response. The person above her spoke with a hint of laughter in his voice, as if he had already seen through all her thoughts.

“How would I know? Don’t slander me! Weren’t we supposed to leave at three? It’s already past four—why are you still lingering here, wasting time over Xiao Han’s irrelevant affairs? The police will handle his case,” Lin Yuxin urged.