Volume 1, Chapter 115: Acting Cute and Getting Away with It

He exposed his scars to the woman he loved most with his own hands, but only to push her away.

Because of Lu Bailin's affairs, his life had been threatened these past few days; it was not yet the right time to reveal his identity to her.

Zhu Tianqi had gone mad and was capable of anything.

"Su Jibai wouldn't have such ugly scars," the man said with certainty, before adding, as if trying to cover his tracks, "Would he?"

Wen Xuyu was filled with shock. She took two steps back, then lunged forward to embrace the man in the wheelchair.

Lu Baiqian felt his thin shirt grow damp, bringing a wave of warmth.

"Are these scars of yours from the fire back then..."

Was it him? That Heaven-Cursed Shaman named Yan? How did he get here? Why was he with the people of the Golden Flame Court? Why was he held in such high regard by a Shaman King, and why was he looking for the Ancestral Beast?

A master of inner strength was already a formidable expert in their own right, and one who had achieved grandmastery was a cut above the rest. This was evident from Yu Wei's lofty status in the Jiangbei Military Region at this realm.

Nan Ziwan scolded herself repeatedly in her mind. When facing Qiu Qiao, she thoroughly concealed her thoughts, terrified that Qiu Qiao would see right through her little schemes.

"Master Wu, has something happened?" Seeing the solemn expression on Wu Shanchuan's face, He Churan's heart sank.

Li Qian nodded. Knowing nothing about this herself, she took a few looks before pointing out a lively, splashing fish to the staff member.

Lin Tian felt this was not normal at all, as if the forces of White City were using the forces of Sand City and Desolate City for military drills or mere entertainment.

Yu Qingqing heard almost everything even through the phone, so she and Nan Ziwan obediently waited at the entrance of "Brilliant Life."

Ye Lingyi followed with some confusion. It was clear that he seemed very anxious; Ye Lingyi found herself suddenly curious about what could make someone like him so impatient.

"Qianqian, don't you think we look like..." Li Shen trailed off, leaving the sentence unfinished.

She knitted her brows and, after careful consideration, wrapped the yellow talisman around her palm. Closing her eyes, she took a deep breath and reached out once more to touch the wall.

"An evolved beast. There is a terrifying evolved beast down there," Qin Li said in a deep voice.

Hearing the system sprite say this, Liu Jianing finally recalled that in the beginning, he still needed to use a phone to access cheats.

Old Song was a normal man, and his mind was reasonably sound. Ah Huang and Ah Kong could both testify to that.

Just as Li Lin was preparing to rest, Yuna and the other two returned to the Imperial Capital. Although it was already very late, they still went immediately to report their mission back to the organization.

"You can rest easy on that. No matter how reckless Li Ke is, he wouldn't dare do anything to your father. The only concern is what he might do to Brother Qian's family. He probably won't harm them, but he will definitely use them to threaten Brother Qian—there's no doubt about that," Li Desai said calmly.

In less than five minutes, the beating of drums sounded again. This time, in addition to the Wei auxiliary infantry, a scattering of archers was mixed in. Although these archers had low attack power and short range, it meant the Wei army now possessed multi-dimensional strike capabilities.

Under the orders of Jia Long and Qiu Zhixing, a large number of second-class and third-class soul reapers disregarded their own lives, unleashing the full extent of their abilities.

"I still feel that talking to you is very comforting, because I've already gotten used to you," Liu Jianing said, feeling a deep sense of melancholy at this point.

At a time like this, if they wanted the archers of Shouye to stop shooting, the best way was to kill the ones firing the arrows.

Although it was daytime, the dense forest of tall trees provided enough shadow for Mai Zhuo to activate his divine ability, though it was not as effortless as it would have been at night.

Involuntarily, a slight curve appeared at the corner of Shi Yuechu's mouth, and the glance she cast toward Gu Qianqian out of the corner of her eye carried a hint of approval.

Following the line of sight, Zong Keke was actually sitting next to Qi Fan, followed in turn by Qi Fan's mother, Qi Fan's uncle, Zong Keke's father, and a middle-aged man with a nose as high and straight as Qi Fan's, who also shared a very similar bearing—this was probably his father?

He then ordered the bodies to be cleared away. The guards of the prince's estate were instructed to handle the aftermath, such as the funeral arrangements and compensation for their families. As for the two from the palace, they were sent back, and new hands were dispatched to guard the prison once more.

As long as it was a male, he would always feel a sense of crisis, let alone having to personally send Gu Qianqian over now.

But looking at the rough sketch drawn by one of the student soldiers before him, Qin Feng sighed softly, finally giving up on this overly beautiful pipe dream.

He naturally understood his mother; she would likely like Jian Jie and respect his choice. However, it would be difficult to bring it up with his uncle, since he had, after all, let down his uncle's good intentions. Furthermore, it would also be hard to explain to Zong Keke's father.

"Thank you, Master, for fulfilling our future!" Xuanfeng bowed with hands clasped, appearing respectful on the surface but secretly breathing a sigh of relief. The next step was to truly win Lu Qi's trust through practical actions.

"What happened? Your face looks like it's been dusted with flour. Don't tell me another giant monster has shown up?" Sixi looked up at Shangguan Qingyun and asked.

The spiritual beasts on the ground felt a wave of intense healing energy spread through their bodies. The unprecedented comfort made them all bow their heads and howl softly in a display of friendliness.

In Chu Yun's eyes, perhaps the two were somewhat related. Faced with such a situation, one possibility was coincidence, and the other was out of respect for China; the likelihood of both was about the same.

Otherwise, given Tai Yixiao's character, he would not have conceded Park Eun-hye's victory, which meant he would not have admitted to losing the bet to her.

"How could I have misunderstood her? If you don't want others to know, don't do it. Let go of me, and let's hear it—how exactly did I misunderstand her?" Yan Chun said probingly.

When Mu Yize received the call from Xia Xin in China, he was both pleasantly surprised and terrified! At this moment, Mu Yize was incredibly conflicted, unsure of how this matter would be handled.

"And who is this?" Only now did everyone realize Chu Yun's presence, and Zhou Tian turned to inquire about him.

The old man's short sword was extremely sharp, nearly piercing the White Wolf Horse's belly and disemboweling him.

"If you can't get along, just leave him. There are plenty of men in the world, just find another one!" Lin Fengyu said with a grin.