Chapter 63: If you wish to die, I do not mind helping you on your way!

Hearing the words "love at first sight" and "that person of yours," Pei Dongzhou's gaze darkened slightly.

Was this Cousin Shen's true intention? It wasn't enough to provoke him; now she was provoking so many other men. Did she want to drive every man in the capital crazy before she was satisfied?

Yet, what kind of person was Li Yi? If Li Yi ever found out her true identity, Cousin Shen would certainly have a bitter reckoning coming her way.

"You're allowed to fall in love with Susu at first sight, but I'm not allowed to fall in love with that young lady at first sight? Just don't let me catch her—"

Since everyone present was reasonable, no one pushed things to absolute extremes. Luo Yin perhaps had not yet made up his mind, and Li Ye, knowing that Luo Yin was merely stalling, naturally refused to pressure him. Instead, Li Ye made his stance clear: whenever Luo Yin decided to pledge his allegiance, a coveted seat would always be waiting for him. This was his display of sincerity.

It was not until Ma Chao from Shanghai walked silently into the training room that Wang Xiu finally let out a sigh of relief.

"Grandfather Situ, Grandfather Situ, please spare me! I was wrong, I'll never dare do it again. I was wrong, Grandfather Situ, I was wrong. I will correct my ways, I will definitely change." Situ walked step by step toward Lu Xuan, his footsteps sounding like death-knell drums in Lu Xuan's ears, shocking his soul with every single beat.

In an instant, all eyes turned toward Naruto. Though remnants of hatred still lingered among them, the gaze was vastly better than before.

"Wait! Wait! Phew—we finally made it just in time." Just as Linghu Yixue was about to strike, Ye Feng's figure appeared once again.

Speaking of Ye Ling's explosive temper, Manyun really shouldn't have provoked her. Perhaps Ye Ling only grew a fraction gentler when resting safely in Li Ye's embrace.

"Junior Brother Tiancheng has no particular issues; he simply wishes to remain in the New City. I didn't agree to it, so this matter must ultimately be decided by His Majesty," Li Ye briefly explained Zhang Tiancheng's thoughts.

Clearly, there were still a few blind fools who regarded Wang Jie as a lamb waiting for slaughter. But the outcome could well be imagined: pair after pair of terrified eyes told everyone that this seemingly slender youth was far from what they had assumed, and moreover, terrifyingly formidable to an absurd degree.

Following the Nine-Pointed Armored Leopard's angry gaze, one could see a pitch-black cave entrance not far away. When the leopard looked toward that cave, its eyes were filled with extreme vigilance, evidently aware of a presence within that it deeply dreaded.

"A-Yuan..." He turned his head, seemingly wanting to say more. However, his body was already being pulled toward the entrance by the matchmaker who had hurried over. In the blink of an eye, I could hear the deafening sound of firecrackers erupting at the doorway, while Xiao Ziling stepped out of the room accompanied by a retinue of officials.

"Hmph, a hundred yuan? Do you take me for someone who lacks a hundred yuan?" Zhang Donghai took a hearty bite of the duck, watching the fatty drool with a thoroughly delighted mood.

At a country-style farmhouse restaurant, a normal meal rarely cost more than several hundred yuan. While not particularly high-end, the environment was decent—clean, tidy, and elegant. The retro-style decoration added a distinct flavor of its own.

Seeing that the situation was turning against him, the man with red pustules hurriedly retreated to the doorway and let out a whistle into the hallway. Immediately, the sound of multiple footsteps echoed from the corridor, proving that his words were no lie—there was indeed an ambush in this area.

"A man's treasure; consuming this can prolong your staying power in the boudoir. However, taking the medicine requires a period of abstinence—the longer you abstain, the more enduring you will be once the blade is finally unsheathed," Zhang Donghai said with a smile.

The man lying on the ground stared at Xiao Yunfei's retreating back, a vicious look flashing across his eyes. He gently picked up the handgun lying beside him, raised the muzzle, and aimed it right at Xiao Yunfei's back.

Yongren acknowledged the command, just as an object slipped out from the inner garment of Fang Jingrui. Upon closer inspection, it turned out to be an oil-paper parcel.

As for Mo Fan, though desperately eager to obtain the wind-born beast, his mind remained clear. He had just sent a jade slip to Huang Shi, informing him of his plan and telling them to stall as long as possible until he could personally verify what was truly happening here.