Volume One, Chapter 61: Even if it truly comes to that point, it can only be Xunzhou Bian!

“Miss Wen, your younger sister isn’t here?” a guest asked, puzzled. “Could it be the wrong room?”

A faint, almost imperceptible fragrance drifted through the air.

Wen Qianxue forced a smile and turned to the pale-faced waiter beside her. “Didn’t you say my sister was in this room? Where is she?”

Xia Feng was a punctual man. Last night, he’d gotten up in a hurry and hadn’t dressed warmly enough, catching a chill. When he woke this morning, his stomach was upset; he’d had to make a quick trip to the restroom, which made him late.

Momo was his child—how could he possibly ignore him, or let him drift alone in the world? Caring for him was his responsibility as a father.

Early the next morning, Taishi Qian and Madam Wang led the entire family out to wait at the door, and Taishi Ci’s fiancée, Cui Yuan’er, watched eagerly toward the end of the street.

That evening, Shen Junwen wore a simply-colored dress—loose and comfortable—yet it still could not conceal her exquisite figure.

“If you really want to help us drive away the demon bugs, you should hand over your power. We are the true masters of Earth. If you follow me, be my right hand, what do you say?” This was a man of ambition, plagued by wild delusions.

Later, many from Qingshui Town who had family in Lianyungang gathered at the town gate of their own accord, each hoping for their loved one’s safe return.

His next target was the burly, bald man—Meng Han. He certainly looked fierce, but Chen Zhong did not feel any particular difficulty.

He had long imagined scenes from the world of cultivation in his mind, though until now, they were only guesses.

Qin Nan thought that Ninth Brother was acting most unusually tonight; he’d never seen him order so much wine before.

Jealousy gnawed at his heart like a venomous snake—painful, maddening, endlessly assailing him. When he endured it, all that remained was a blazing fire burning in his mind.

With time to spare, Chen Xiao decided to walk around, hoping to uncover some information about the royal concubine.

In the past, when the village captured snakes, there was never any talk of building temples or worshipping snake spirits. It just so happened that the snake disaster had struck the village now.

The Celestial Lake Beast’s vitality was gravely wounded. Its true form was a rare celestial treasure; if it were exposed, it would have little chance of survival among the many powerful beings in the Taiyi Mountains. The wisest choice now was to find a secluded place and enter seclusion.

Just this morning, he had lovingly made her breakfast, and when she didn’t eat, he worried she’d skip the meal. He even sought out her favorite breakfast shop so they could eat together.

Because of this, most in the Demon Realm no longer resented his human identity as much as before. Instead, they began to believe that not all humans were cunning and despicable—some, like Chen Xiao, were sincere and loyal.

He was always trying to make her laugh. Whenever he saw her smiling, the look of pride on Third Brother’s face could melt her heart.

As for work, the position at the department store had been handed to Shen Yunshu a year ago, when she turned sixteen.

There was no help for it—walking back so late at night would be exhausting. Chu Tiannan could only try telling a story, hoping to hitch a ride.

Lying in bed, I silently recited the Demon Suppression Secret Art in my mind. In a hazy daze, I had the most nostalgic dream.

Li Liang had already noticed this. He understood that the reason he could vent his anger was because Da Kui, Old Jiao, and Dongzi hadn’t managed to provoke him. In the chaos, he was able to remain calm and observant.

“Ali, you should go to Country A. Don’t delay; it’s getting late. I’ll handle things here, and with their help, there won’t be any problems,” Bai Ye said.