Volume One, Chapter 35: Just Deserts

“Damn it, don’t think just because you’re a young girl I won’t curse you out. Don’t mistake my patience for weakness.”

Yuan Danfeng’s fury intensified as he listened to Su Tong’s words, unleashing a torrent of curses without restraint.

Even the viewers in the livestream couldn’t bear to watch.

In the midst of his tirade, Yuan Danfeng’s phone suddenly rang. He answered, accidentally putting it on speaker, and the sound of someone weeping bitterly came through for all in the livestream to hear.

When he appeared again, he glanced at the houses below. Then, with a flash of white light, he transformed into a refined, middle-aged Taoist. In a blink, he vanished.

Her heart was filled with longing, but also with fear. Though she hadn’t spoken of her uncle and aunt for a long time, the wounds they had inflicted were etched deeply into her soul. The pain caused by her only relatives was unforgettable, and to claim she was unaffected would be a lie.

It was the aura of the Spirit Gathering Talisman that disturbed the Five Thunder Formation and the Divine Power Talisman; the agitation of the aura ignited the divine fire, resulting in all these reactions.

“I came to tell you some good news—the Emperor is already discussing with the Astronomer Royal to choose an auspicious day,” Gu Qingzhi said with a smile, looping her arm through Xie Yaoguang’s and pulling her to sit together.

The more she thought about it, the more afraid she became. Would she be able to resolve the current troubles and change the hardships of the future? If not, would things only get worse?

“How have I not shown my gratitude to you? Didn’t I crawl to your feet, quietly guarding you, wanting to devote myself to you and serve you? But before I could confess, you kicked me away, acting as if you didn’t care at all.”

An Yu placed the tea on the table, fetched two more teacups, and then sat down beside me.

With those words, he raised his sword and charged at Xie Yaoguang and Zhuo Jing. Having anticipated such a move, Zhuo Jing hurriedly pulled Xie Yaoguang aside, then swiftly brought a whistle to his lips. At the sound, ten black-clad figures emerged from the woods, standing guard behind Xie Yaoguang.

She had never liked being maligned over such matters, especially now when Ye Linchen had only just stepped into court politics. If such rumors were to spread at this time, who knew what kind of disaster might befall him.

From this perspective, Jesse was actually rather grateful for the world’s misunderstandings about him. At least he didn’t have to worry about being caught and sentenced to death.

Cheng Xian walked over and pried Iman’s hand away. Seeing her big brother treat her so well, Huanhuan gazed at Cheng Xian with eyes full of adoration.

Ever since Zhao Jingdong arrived, the simpleton had fallen silent and the gambling game naturally dispersed. Yet those who loved a flutter didn’t leave; they milled around indoors, gloating over the commotion.

Of course, there was another reason they knew nothing about: if they chose the uphill path, the unconscious Lin Xiaoxiao wouldn’t make it.

“Do you know, in the Pool of Karma, which three types of people cannot reveal their karmic ties?” Shakyamuni asked.

“Why aren’t you answering? Is it true that if I hadn’t come back, you would never have looked for me?” Mu Ran knew she was being unreasonable, but she couldn’t help herself.

After speaking, Yi Jiazhen withdrew his hand from Tong Ran’s head, restored her mask to its original place, and stepped back, studying her as though admiring a doll he had just dressed up himself.

“You’re injured, miss. Whatever it is, let’s discuss it once we’ve descended,” Kong Xuan said with a smile, flying first toward the woods below, unconcerned that Ye Feng and Yaoguang might try to escape.

Because it was an affluent district, even though there weren’t many people around, professional security teams frequently patrolled the area. Public safety here was always top-notch. Especially after a recent burglary in the Yi family’s home, security had been increased and there was no possibility of any danger.

Iman saw nothing inappropriate in his casual manner, because at the last banquet she attended with him, everyone had called him “Director Cheng.”