Volume One, Chapter 92: Acquitted

“Get out…” Lou Tian’en’s eyes widened. “You are not welcome here!”
“Relax, I only came here today to tell you something you don’t know yet,” Wen Qianxue said, her face twisted with malice. “The money for your surgery came from Wen Xuyu selling herself. Last time, I even arranged for two thugs for her. Tell me, isn’t she stupid? Just for an old wretch like you, she agreed to all of the Wen family’s demands?”
“That’s impossible…” Lou Tian’en’s voice was hoarse, his chest heaving violently. “Xuyu told me her husband treats her well now. Don’t you try to scare me with your lies…”
Wen Qianxue sneered, then pulled out her phone and played a recording. It was Jiang Lihua and Wen…
However, not long after, a piece of news suddenly shattered the peace of Luoyang. When the news reached him, Geng Qing was at Prince Liang’s residence, arm in arm with Madam Zhang, bantering with Zhu Wen.
“If you’re interested, follow me—we can work together to collect this remaining root.” The shadowy figure drifted lightly, as if making an inviting gesture.
Just as he was about to reach out, there was a sudden snap from the side. In the dead of night, the noise sounded like thunder, startling Lady Wang into a shiver.
As soon as he spoke, Yelü Abaoji abruptly put down his water skin. The doubts in his mind suddenly unraveled, and he let out a cold snort, drawing the gaze of nearby soldiers.
Every time, he would choose dairy cows in lactation, and would only target their udders, never harming them elsewhere.
For the past two days, Liu Xun had followed Zhao Yang closely. Since handing over the camp’s command to Magistrate Huang, it seemed Huang had been intentionally pushing him out.
“Old man, I’ve a few more places to go. I won’t chat with you—let’s catch up another time.” The old master, growing impatient, urged him to leave.
Seeing Leon charging over, the archers looked down on him, and immediately, a volley of arrows rained forth.

The fish was exquisite, vibrant with spiritual energy. Its body was sleek and graceful, shimmering with translucent hues of pale blue as it lazily swam, radiating an almost ethereal aura.
“You do know quite a bit, but unfortunately, you got one thing wrong…” Lei Yu pointed at the sky with his right hand.
“On the tenth of the third lunar month, Qiao Yu and the others finally rescued Yun Sheng from the He family. They should have crossed Qingzhou by now,” replied Feng Junyang.
Did he really not want her anymore? Had he kicked her away so early, would he even have come here? If that were so, would he have had any mood to share a ‘farewell meal’ with her?
Fu Chengjue said nothing, simply walking over to sit in front of Shen Yinchen. Upon seeing this, Ye Rongzhen raised an eyebrow, wondering what Fu Chengjue meant by this. Was it that, in his heart, she had never been a worthy opponent?
“Go to the hospital? Is that necessary? It’s just a piano lid. Even little kids wouldn’t care about something like this. Are you really so delicate?” Shangguan Ao looked at Shimin with displeasure.
Long Mobai said nothing this time, quietly making the bed and lying down on the floor, though his eyes never left her silhouette.
Their bodies fit together perfectly, as if made for each other by fate. Yet, with each act of intimacy, their hearts grew ever more distant without them realizing it.
Long Lie and Zhi Peng smiled at Ao Tian. They, of course, understood his meaning—this time, he was truly going to play all his cards at once.
“Get lost, or I’ll kill you!” A man from the Black Panther gang, seeing that Yuan Ye refused to leave, pulled out a gun and pressed it to Yuan Ye’s head, shouting.
After a long while, she finally finished the ‘medicine’. Tang Meng lazily nestled in Ling Sinye’s arms, finally able to speak, repeating her earlier questions—about Tang Ying, and about her own willful decision.
On Peng Zheng’s left was another comrade, our fellow villager Xie Jian. This guy had decent military skills and was always joking around. I hadn’t expected that, like me, he would rush back from the frontlines.
“You want me to make pills?” Qi Huan exclaimed in shock. Even Master Xu Lingzi never dared ask her to do that. Mo Ye truly had remarkable courage.

Though I knew it was silly to apologize to monsters in a game, I couldn’t help but feel these creatures had minds of their own, able to discern right from wrong. Well—maybe the blows I’d taken since coming to this world had simply driven me mad.
The flow of time inside must be far faster than on Earth. As the old saying goes, a year inside is but a day outside. Of course, it might not be so exaggerated, but it’s probably something along those lines,” Zhou Tianshuo said calmly.
Zhang Fang’er’s eyes brightened at these words, but recalling her earlier rudeness to Lan Caiwei, she felt a bit embarrassed and stood aside with an awkward smile.
Seeing this, Lan Caiwei sent Azure Bamboo and Moonlight away, leaving only Lan Xiang in the room to await orders.
Given the chance for a comfortable life, who would willingly choose risk? Especially the Yang family, who had always lived in luxury, their members unused to hardship, making them all the less inclined to take such chances.
“Leave the goods, or our demon clan will never let you go.” The furious roar of the third elder of the Sacrificial Hall pierced the sky, but no matter how hard the three old men tried, they couldn’t catch up with Qi Huan and her group ahead.
Though my head injury was serious this time, I finally woke up, and after a week, was allowed to leave the hospital. A faint scar remained on my left brow, but luckily, a bit of fringe could cover it.
“So what if they’ve been taken? Would anyone dare lay a finger on me?” Seventh Master said with no small amount of pride.
Before long, the nine-headed pheasant spirit and the jade pipa spirit were summoned by King Zhou. Daji conferred with the two of them about her anxieties. Both pledged their allegiance to Daji, and only then did she make up her mind to secure King Zhou’s reign.
From the moment she first saw Song Cheng, Wu Xing’er had compared herself to her, only to helplessly realize that, in both height and figure, she fell just a little short.
The Invincible One’s hand suddenly flicked, shifting from palm to fingers. With thumb and forefinger, he deftly pinched the massive spear of light. The spear writhed in his grasp like a living serpent, as if trying to break free from his hold.