Chapter 32: Tone It Down

Upon hearing the rebukes from the crowd, Qin Yu’s expression turned cold.

He turned to Zhao Qiang beside him and said, "Write down the names of everyone who just spoke. Investigate them thoroughly and see if they have committed any illegal or illicit acts!"

Once these words were spoken, the officials who had just been defending Sun Jian were suddenly seized by panic. Though their eyes were filled with rage, they dared not utter another word to offend Qin Yu.

This was a blatant, unvarnished threat.

...

He truly wanted to hide her within his own body, carrying her with him wherever he went, never letting others covet or harm her.

After repeating herself several times, she finally collapsed to the ground, exhausted. The rain continued to lash down mercilessly, and she began to sob, covering her face in agony. It felt as though it had been so long since she last cried that she had forgotten the very sensation of it.

Yet, upon hearing Fang Cheng’s question, she hesitated for a moment. Gritting her teeth, she stepped forward and sat down firmly across from him.

Her eyes were red with excitement, and she appeared flattered. Her voice was soft and gentle, her words as sweet as honey; she flattered him with such finesse that it felt like a spring rain moistening the earth—silent and subtle—making her seem sensible, obedient, and eloquent.

Baili Yanyu did not seem to mind. He elegantly set down his teacup and toyed with a folding fan in his hand.

Though Qin Yue was different from Luo Feng, her dominance was even greater. Su Jinyan had no intention of joking with her.

She was the owner of the company, the largest shareholder, yet he was merely an employee acting as if he were the master in her presence.

The white-haired old man waved his sleeve indifferently. The remaining tens of thousands of people transformed into points of light, merging into his body.

How could she possibly hand over Qianqian in such a state? That man was like a lunatic, manipulating people in the palm of his hand. If Qianqian really fell into his clutches, wouldn't she become an accomplice, or even a traitor?

"Alright, I understand!" Ling Xi nodded, signaling that he would certainly come to pick up Lian Rong and take her to his home.

Of course, the final magnetic field resonance was not something visible to ordinary people. It was merely a unique perception Li Min developed after coming to understand his own biological magnetic field.

Many people have had this peculiar experience: if someone stares intensely at your back, even without making a sound, you can still feel that someone is watching you.

However, since Zhe Kecun had fled from Xinzhou, he should not have remained in Raozhou. The combined forces of the various garrisons in Raozhou amounted to no more than ten thousand men, which could hardly assist the Zhe Family Army. Yet, Zhe Kecun was confident that as long as he did not split his forces, he could crush Fang La’s massive army in a head-on battle—which was truly playing with fire.

The sky gradually darkened, and in the blink of an eye, it was night. Some of the less patient spectators had already left early, and even a few half-baked apprentice enchanters could not endure the ordeal and departed.

Now that Xu Ming was asking Zhang Wei to share his opinion, Guo Bin lost all hope. In Guo Bin’s view, since he had poached Zhang Wei’s clients and often made things difficult for him, the other man would naturally want him fired and would surely take the opportunity to kick him while he was down.

In the current nation of Wa, many experts capable of contending with demons remained hidden in the shadows, and within its borders lay a vast number of super-demonic beasts. If the Republic’s entire cultivation community were to suffer heavy losses while purging these demons, Japan might seize the opportunity to launch a sneak attack, which could easily leave the Chinese cultivation world permanently crippled.

Lei Mingxuan had always been a woman of her word, but now she deeply regretted agreeing to my request; she simply could not stand by and watch when it came to my affairs.

My parents were from the old school. You could convince them that one might earn a few thousand or ten thousand in a game, but tens of millions? They would never believe it; they would be certain it was a scam, a trick. They might even force Chen Luo to quit the game entirely.

Her mature, alluring body emitted a mesmerizing fragrance. Water droplets slid down her long, toned legs, and her sheer nightgown clung to her frame, faintly revealing two deep, swirling indentations on her chest that were enough to make a man’s eyes bulge.