Chapter 105: Anger

The moment these words were spoken, Shu Ji’s face turned deathly pale, his lips twitching slightly before he murmured, “Those two look strangely familiar… I think one of them is Shu Yiming.”

At the mention of Shu Yiming, Liu A-min’s brow immediately knit together. The name brought Ouyang Zhuo to mind, and an almost imperceptible smile of triumph flickered across his face.

“So what are we waiting for…”

“What exactly happened?” Leng Yu wondered aloud, staring at the scene before him—it was as if the world itself were ending.

After Mu Chenghu had everyone clean up the battlefield, he ordered them to dig a pit outside the valley and bury the dead. Only when all was done did Mu Chenghu summon the group to haul the grain and weapons back up the mountain.

Yet even so, the auction catalog made Luo Zhang gasp. The sheer variety of goods was overwhelming—there was simply too much.

Qin Junyu’s expression was dark, his features twisted, a trace of crimson lurking in his eyes as his hand clenched tightly within his sleeve.

“Oh, come on! There’s no rule saying you can’t eat if you haven’t brushed your teeth.” He held a dumpling out to me, pouting as he watched me.

As Mu Chenghu made his way along, he noticed that quite a few teams had already given up their advance. They blocked the roads, preying on any refugees who passed by.

[Current] Tiange: I’ve no idea how many times I’ve cleared out the area, but after learning from past attempts, I’ve made sure to prepare thoroughly today.

“Pervert, such a pervert.” Xiaoxiao pointed at the floor; on closer inspection, there were white marks she hadn’t noticed before—she’d been marked without even realizing it.

That evening, as the people of Yan Family Village held a farewell gathering for Mu Chenghu and his party, he had his men bring out a good share of the game they’d hunted in recent days.

“White rice is delicious, no doubt about it, but it’s a pity to eat it plain without any side dishes,” Rong Si said regretfully.

Inwardly, Yao Guang was fuming, her irritation mounting. Propping her cheeks in her hands, she gazed at Jiang Seventeen, unable to voice the restlessness inside her—a most vexing feeling.

With a dull thud, the six-armed demon ape’s head was severed in an instant, rolling several times across the ground before coming to a stop.

In the end, Wang Zhengjun yielded to the logic of “if you’re well-endowed, you’re always right” and let Lin Xiaoxi drag her outside.

All the contact was by phone; if she couldn’t get through, it was only natural that others would fail as well.

If they couldn’t obtain the ginseng, Fang Jianjun’s son wouldn’t have long to live, and the Fang family would inevitably fall into decline.

The Lord of the Nether Hall suddenly turned around, but as before, he seemed shrouded in an invisible veil, making it impossible to discern his face.

After all, Accelerator wasn’t wrong—facing Ling Qianji just now, Misaka Mikoto had been so overwhelmed by the man’s presence that she couldn’t move. Such performance could hardly be called outstanding.

“Uncle Sun, what should I do now?” Jiang Fengya hadn’t expected the Fu family to be so unyielding.

Shokuhou Misaki and Lily stood aside, watching the drama unfold, unconcerned. In the end, it was Shiranui Hitomi who stepped in to resolve the matter.

The conversation was brief, but for Jiang Seventeen, it was worth more than most things in the world.

“Long Tian, I can’t give you too many men. You’ll likely encounter more enemies—do you understand?” Ye Qiu said.

She approached Ming Fei, but Ming Fei simply turned elegantly, sat down, and lifted the fragrant tea freshly prepared for her, savoring it.

With the ceremony complete, it was time for the reunion feast. Nearly everyone had fasted all day and their hunger was ravenous. With a limitless supply of food, they all ate their fill without restraint.

The Emperor’s reply was simple: Qi, the land of Chiyou, the land of the common folk—our descendants of Yan and Huang must see them destroyed.

Compared to the Danqing Magic Register, the Cloud Register had one more advantage: a talisman master could repair it without causing significant damage.