Chapter 75: The Idol of a True Brother

“So what?” Feng Su was indifferent. His shamelessness left Shen Moxu momentarily speechless. What was supposed to be a ‘candlelight dinner’ had now become a date between Feng Su and Li Jiuwei. Shen Moxu’s eyelids twitched uncontrollably!

“President Feng, about that piece of land in the east of the city, why don’t we discuss it?” Feng Su lazily lifted his eyelids, a cryptic smile playing at the corners of his lips. “That land is under the management of my second sister.”

Hearing this, the faces of Shi Zhixin, Zhen Kongzi, and the others grew darker and more sullen.

Sheng Lingyun merely snorted softly, raising his short bow and releasing two arrows at once. The arrows shot forth like lightning, arriving before their time; their heads struck the spear shaft, piercing straight through and successfully deflecting the javelin’s trajectory. The two Yulinshan attackers missed, and Sheng Lingyun’s subordinates managed to escape.

Satomoha, standing to the side, was already frightened out of his wits. Though he too was a believer, to him, this world was already paradise. Originally, it was Xiang Yu who had volunteered to be the vanguard, but the young master had instead given this opportunity to him.

They had spared no effort dealing with the pesky, fly-like media to keep those people from disturbing the couple’s peaceful life.

It was a vast expanse of dilapidated thatched cottages. A few miles further south lay the most famous town within dozens of miles.

Number 10 was definitely not the wolf—Song Qiao trusted her instincts. Her probing this morning had yielded no reaction from Number 10. She remained convinced of her judgment from the night before: Number 10 was most likely a divine card, and one that needed to act at night.

His voice was hoarse, like that of a traveler finally about to drink water in the desert. If Jiang Jiu saw this scene, her heart would surely ache for him.

Even in ancient times, though the marriage process might differ from the modern one, one thing was certain: the groom had to be confirmed, he would go to the bride’s home to fetch her, escort her out, and only then would there be drums and gongs on the road. The bride’s family would also carry out the dowry.

Seeing that their master had arranged all the disciples’ cultivation matters, Lu Linglong said softly, “All right, junior brothers, take a good rest today. Tomorrow, you will train with me!” Her voice was filled with care and expectation for her juniors.

Everyone knew that lately, the eldest senior brother had changed his ways, becoming quite friendly with the outer disciples. It was best not to ask too many questions about such high-level affairs.

Jiang Xin held him, her head nestled against his chest, breathing in the faint scent of fresh grass that lingered on this boy, a fragrance that made her feel utterly at ease.

Qian Renxue was brought back to the imperial capital by Yue Guan. She felt as though she were searching for something, yet had no idea what it was she sought.

Having come to terms with this, the system felt much more at ease. Quietly following Qiao Shian’s lead, it drifted into sleep as well.

“Come on, bro, are you serious? Dropping from sixty percent to just five percent—do you think the Void City Lord’s Seal is that worthless?” The sly-looking man was furious.

Of course, if you’re injured, you may withdraw early, you don’t have to stay the full hour.

Though the Department of Immortal Enforcement had only a dozen or so members, apart from Sikong Rong and Wang Fei, the weakest of them had reached the peak of the Inner Qi realm. Gu Qing was at the mid-stage Bone Tempering realm, Pan Xiuning at the peak of the same, and Deputy Commander Yang was even a Martial Artist of the Gang Transformation realm.

During their test at the Soul Fighting Arena, Flender and Liu Erlong had prepared sturdy masks in advance. The unprepared Grandmaster, however, was left to be suffocated by his own martial spirit, thanks to his teammates’ mischief.

The next day at work, Zhou Leiluo reported that they had already investigated Lin Qiang. Apparently, Lin Qiang was currently negotiating with another company and was considering a job change, which explained his frequent sick leaves. He shouldn’t have had time to contact Wen Shizhuo.

Upon reaching the palace, the three no longer concealed themselves, flying straight towards the Emperor’s residence, the Hall of Heavenly Purity. Covering the distance of a thousand meters took but an instant.