Chapter 80: Sooner or Later, You Will Regret It

A tap of his finger—agreed.

Where did you get this information?

Oh, Second Young Master Xiao found out? How do you feel about it? Need Feng Su’s help?

She certainly knew how to twist the knife.

He’d rather die than ask his arch-enemy for help.

No need. Miss Li is always welcome here.

After a quick glance, Li Jiuwei decisively blocked and deleted the contact in one go—she’d gotten addicted to poaching talent!

The jewelry exhibition would last three days.

Everything here was supremely opulent and majestic, yet the wooden furnishings carried an elegance, setting them apart from the ordinary.

“Who’s there!” the bearded man suddenly shouted. Inside the tent, everyone—including Yi Shuweili—grabbed their pistols and pointed them at the entrance.

“Hahaha, boss, you’re such a coward. If I were you, I’d rush out there and pin her to the hood of the car!” the employee boasted, rolling up his sleeves as if ready for a fight.

Li Yu could fully understand. Searching for relatives you’ve only just met—how could anyone not be anxious?

Although Ning Hao was greedy and lecherous, with a host of bad habits, none of it diminished his status in their eyes.

Wei Luan had grown up without ever exchanging harsh words or quarreling with him. But today, hearing such remarks from Wei Ziqi, anger rushed to her head, and she spoke thoughtlessly, hurting him.

The sea clan princess was knocked against the wall, and the blood-stained sword drew near her face.

“Look, there’s a stone stele over there,” Liang Xiao, sharp-eyed, spotted an ancient monument standing tall above the river of the underworld.

With her long-nailed hand, she gently brushed aside the sword hovering before his brow. As she made this gesture, Ran Hong made no move at all.

“All right, just keep watch for me. If anything strange happens, come find me at the temple,” Li Yu mused aloud, thinking this arrangement was quite satisfactory.

“Am I just being paranoid?” Ye Han muttered inwardly, nerves frayed to the brink. His strength was fading, and the mounting psychological pressure was almost unbearable. Fortunately, that evil impulse seemed to have been a trick of the eye—otherwise, he would have failed here for certain.

“I can’t trust any other man, but with you, I have a thousand reasons to be at ease.” Yang Xue’s gaze toward Lin Yifeng remained calm and unwavering.

Now Liu Weiwei was truly panicked, glancing around at the others. Usually silver-tongued, she found herself at a complete loss for words. At this moment, Guan Shan finally arrived, supporting Ling Sui Feng.

The black-clad leader was forced into a desperate defense by the captain's fierce assault, regret swelling within him. The Tiger Guard cavalry were simply too formidable! After witnessing their mounted archery, he didn’t even have the courage to spur his horse and flee. Unless he could immediately widen the distance, he’d be nothing but a sitting duck.

She laughed, her delicate frame trembling as her laughter grew ever more manic, like a woman driven mad. Her crazed, mournful laughter filled the air, tears streaking her cheeks, blending with the bitter autumn wind that rose without warning. Dead leaves whirled in the desolate mountain air.

“…” Lin Yifeng had intended to explain, but in the end he could only smile wryly, wave helplessly at Officer Ling, and turn to leave the Red Mansion at once.

“How should I know all that? Damn it, can’t you clear up the mess all at once?” Ye Han exploded, furious.

His teeth had bitten through his lip; the salty tang of blood spread across Meng Ke’s tongue. He jerked his head, the night sky and flickering flames reflected off his expressionless baby-faced mask, making him appear all the more ruthless and cold.

Hearing Zhang Ziqi’s words, Lin Yifeng smiled and nodded. Moments later, another plastic ring landed neatly atop the head of the cartoon figurine the shopkeeper had just set out.