Chapter 63: She Is a Guava?

After the police had given Fang Wenxue a stern lecture, they allowed them to leave.

As they stepped outside, they happened to cross paths with Qian Lai, Hua Rui, and the others.

Hatred, jealousy, resentment, and blame surged in Fang Wenxue’s heart all at once.

She pointed at Qian Lai aggressively. “It’s all because of you, a femme fatale, truly a femme fatale. A perfectly good reporter has been ruined because of you. I’m telling you, you’d better stay away from Brother Mu Ting.”

A sharp slap landed on Lu Xuehua’s left cheek, burning fiercely—Li Rangli had struck her, her palm landing squarely across Lu’s face.

“Hmph, no matter how many of them there are, I’d shoot right through them all,” sneered another man, slender and wearing a white headscarf, refusing to show weakness.

The bond between men needs no words; sometimes a single bowl of wine speaks more than a thousand sentences.

Though Liu Huo had fainted, he was not entirely without merit. Just before his consciousness faded into darkness, he distinctly sensed that his dragon claw had touched Yun Zheyue before him.

“…” Luo Qianhan watched Nan Liu Mo’s departing figure, his lips moved slightly, but in the end, he said nothing.

The bald man carried Gao Hu’s head on his back. By doing so, he refused to forget the kindness Gao Hu had shown him. For one whose heart remembers an old master, how could he submit to another?

The man in the jacket called out loudly, then leapt onto the nylon rope, his arms struggling as he moved towards the opposite building.

His heart was anxious; if she truly found the man she desired, what should he do? Kill him to eliminate all future troubles, wish them happiness, or something else? The torment made his heart ache unbearably. He doubted he could be so magnanimous; subconsciously, he feared it was impossible.

Just as the Hundred Ghosts had said, the surrounding flames transformed into serpents, striking at Gu Yu, who could only dodge with quick steps. After all, there were too many flames. If the Hundred Ghosts suddenly appeared and struck with a blade, wouldn’t that be a disastrous outcome?

Xue Yun was not yet at his peak, still unable to exert his full strength. He certainly did not wish to test their power—it would undoubtedly end terribly for him.

Suddenly, her waist was pulled tighter, and she heard Le Qiang’s low chuckle, which made her heart itch. She felt Le Qiang looming before her, his lips first brushing her forehead, then her cheek, the tip of her nose, and finally lingering on Bai Caicai’s lips, softly caressing them.

Only then did Du Fatty and the others breathe a sigh of relief. There had been several moments when they thought Xiu Jiayun was about to kill Huang Qianqian.

The next morning, Madam Meng sent four matrons to the Gu family, inviting Old Madam Li to bring the whole family over the following day as guests, to welcome them and celebrate their arrival.

“Old ghost, stop your nonsense. How is it defying the heavens? Who can truly explain the will of heaven? Everything Caicai has done at Daogang is worthy of her conscience. Without her efforts, Daogang would be nothing but a wasteland of evil corpses today—how could there be the green hills and clear waters we see now?” The blind empress retorted against the ghost eunuch.

After all, the barrier formed by the power of the battle body could only shield the body from the biting wind, not from the cold itself; and here, the temperature was at least dozens of degrees below zero, even hundreds. For Xiao Jue, a youth accustomed to living in the subtropical zone, such cold was truly unbearable.

Although the Five Poisons Palace still had three supreme experts, none of the three was qualified to become one of the palace masters.

“Roar! Roar!” The giant dragon circled the Gate of Hell twice, then flew southeast, roaring as it went. In an instant, it vanished without a trace. With the dragon’s disappearance, the collapse of the Gate of Hell ceased.

At noon on the second day, the boat reached Shangli Town, turned into the river branch leading to the Gu family estate, and docked at the Gu residence pier.

Bai Caicai secretly gave her cousin a thumbs-up. The Bai family, in truth, inherited the teaching philosophy of master stonemasons: do not vie for the lead, do not seek attention, but maintain self-respect and dignity, treading a steady and upright path. Advance when it’s time, retreat when necessary. Fear no trouble, but do not provoke it.