Chapter 23: Kneel, and Stay There Until You Admit Your Wrongdoing

Chuntao was also dumbfounded. At such a critical juncture, Xie Yihan summoning Jiang Yutang must be related to Yun Qianqian's disappearance, but what did that have to do with her young mistress? Her young mistress had done nothing at all. In fact, she had nearly been abducted herself and was a victim! Chuntao was somewhat confused and could not help but ask, "Guard Chu, may I ask why the Heir Apparent has summoned my young mistress?"

Li Suizhu set down his teacup and sighed. It was no wonder she had been wracking her brain to get out; she must have heard some idle gossip.

The captain and his crew hurried to repair the hold. Outside, the sky was pitch black, and the rain poured down like a waterfall, blurring the boundary between the sky and the churning river. Experienced sailors sensed that something was wrong; braving the torrential rain, they reinforced the ship's anchors once more and added three extra layers of tarpaulin to the cargo hold.

Bi Anmo looked resentful: "Mom, have you forgotten how considerate I was to you when you were having a cold war with big brother?"

"That is—" However, when Moke's gaze fell upon Li Xue's face, his expression shifted slightly. Li Xue's left cheek was visibly flushed, and the faint traces of finger marks could still be seen.

Li Fan had assumed it was Uncle Qian's men who had arrived, but to his surprise, it was Zhang Gongming and Wu Fei who stepped out of the vehicle.

The back mountain consisted of sheer cliffs and precipices; who could climb up to the resort without professional climbers and specialized equipment?

This news left the group unable to even contemplate the implications, as they knew nothing of what had happened back then.

Emperor Yongxian cast a glance at him, stood up, lowered his eyes to straighten his dragon robe, and stepped out of the hall with a composed expression.

As a company owner, he naturally understood this; one must always plan for the long term.

Upon hearing this, Sun Yun’s expression changed. Although he had hoped to use assimilation tactics to make the foreign tribes forget their homelands, facing the attacking Xiongnu again, the mutiny his teacher had warned him about might truly come to pass.

Watching his receding back, Lin Xi felt a strange, indescribable sensation swelling in her chest.

Riske let out a cold snort, consumed by fury. A rich red light erupted from his body, and with a casual wave of his hand, a ball of flame shot toward the Azure Vulture Beast and the night sky.

Watching from the side, Qiu Ye narrowed his eyes. This guy actually had a prosthetic limb. If he were whole, would he still be able to suppress him with speed? Seeing that this person was not much older than himself, he was surprisingly impressed.

It was even clearer than what he could see with his own eyes. This feeling was exactly like using the Hidden Mist technique; he knew the entire area shrouded in fog like the back of his hand.

"Asking you is a waste of time." Gu Wenliang trailed his long robes to the wardrobe and opened the door.

By ten o'clock, the turnover of Chen Dahe's shop had reached thirty thousand, a figure that pleasantly surprised him. The news from the other three shops was much the same.

"Wait... how did your clothes get like this?" His sharp eyes had caught the disarray on Lin Xi's person.

Lin Xi blinked. She hadn't begged him for help, so why was he fishing for a reward? Yet, the fact remained that he had helped her, and coupled with the grace of saving her life, she felt that no matter what she did, it would be difficult to repay him.

Waiwai waved at them: "Goodbye. No, never see you again." Reaching the mouth of the cave, Waiwai stretched out her hand and gripped the edge. The moment she touched it, she suddenly felt the surging power in her body dissipate, and her weight plummeted. Alarmed, she hurriedly exerted force, her fingertips digging desperately into the rim.

As he rounded the final bend and saw the six people from the two sides standing opposite each other by the broken bridge from afar, he secretly rejoiced that the business deal between the Luobing Dynasty and the Blood Corps had not yet concluded.

I nodded thoughtfully. He Ya was certainly not the same person she had been two years ago. If it had been the He Ya of two years ago, she would have rushed in recklessly, but now she had Ruirui, and more importantly, she had a family.