Chapter 83: Arranged by the Gu Family

Qian Lai placed the chicken in the kitchen, grabbed two bottles of soda, and beckoned Tang Yazhu to sit with her in the pavilion.

Tang Yazhu followed her to the pavilion, sitting down and absentmindedly running her hands over the soft cushion of the lounge chair. Her eyes lingered on the swing in the courtyard, the stove inside the pavilion, and the surrounding garden and vegetable patch; tears streamed down her cheeks like rain.

Qian Lai handed her a soda and asked gently, “Why are you crying?”

Tang Yazhu took the soda, gulped down two mouthfuls, and wiped away the tears at the corners of her eyes. “Comrade Qian—”

Suoxin returned to her car. As she drove, she uploaded photos of her wall of figurines to the internet and put them up for sale. She also messaged a previous client on WeChat.

The letters were all written in large red characters, looking disturbingly like… like human blood, deeply unsettling.

Tan Qiuyan was still pondering the meaning of those words when, upon hearing this, she took a roasted chicken from her spatial pearl and handed it to Qingqiu Jiusheng.

“By the way, Master, I’ve always forgotten to ask—what is your role in the sect?” Lin Fan asked casually along the way.

Regrettably, ever since Gao Yi sent out that message, it was as if he had vanished from the face of the earth; he never appeared again.

Just as she was about to return to her room for some fresh air, she happened to notice Ye Chen’s marker on the county map, so she grabbed her bag and keys and locked everyone else inside before leaving.

Bai Xiaobai and Gao Yi ate as they asked what else needed to be done. To their surprise, Suoxin refused all of their offers to help.

Caught unprepared, Chen Hailian was sent flying by a kick, crashing heavily against a tree, his head planted in the ground.

After graduating from university, Ni Dahong, thanks to his remarkable acting skills, joined the National Theatre. For a long time afterward, he had no roles to play and could only hone his craft within the troupe.

As she spoke, her appearance changed drastically once more. The ringtone grew ever more urgent, and her skin seemed to peel away, revealing a grinning skull beneath.

He would never forget the moment when Chen Xuan’s chief eunuch forcibly wrenched the Azure Dragon Sword from his hands. All he could do was look on helplessly, his eyes pleading, as the eunuch took away his beloved sword and left with Chen Xuan, taking with them his honor and boundless future.

“I can spare you, but from now on, you must never again prey on the common folk,” Chen Erya declared with righteous conviction, leaving no room for negotiation. “Yes, yes, we promise! We’ll never do anything like this again!” Wang Zhen knelt on the ground, kowtowing and begging for mercy, all traces of his former arrogance gone.

His daily routine was to arrive at the Jiang family’s clinic before dawn to practice martial arts, wait for Jiang Lianzhu to give him a massage and take his pulse in the morning, and if she wasn’t busy at noon, he would wait for her to cook lunch. If she was busy, he’d go home, but in any case, he spent at least most of every day at the Jiang family medical clinic.

Above Chen Xuan’s head, the Sage’s Array still hovered, radiating a holy light that suppressed the dark and evil force within him.

He rather envied Bellamy’s epithet; although it wasn’t all that elegant, it was straightforward, without any odd connotations, and it reminded people of “Iron Fist” Garp and “Black Arm” Zephyr.

After all, anyone who set their sights on Longteng Pharmaceutical Group first had to ask themselves if they could withstand the fury of the War God of Dongling.

“That’s enough. I see I was wrong about you. I waited for you, day after day, hoping that one day you would make me your queen. I never imagined you would…” Consort Yang Qiong’s words became incoherent. She had lost all reason and flew into a rage, heedless of everything.

Wang Li was also given a control panel, with detailed instructions written in Daxia language explaining how to operate this unmanned engineering team.

You must understand, no matter what level of player you are, as long as you play tennis, you will have habits.

After hearing Yanagi’s words, Marui and Jackal instinctively spat on the ground. Who would have thought that Niou had been hiding his true strength all this time?

“Yes, sir!” Kimura Gota and Ishida Jun, under Nagasawa Yushan’s gaze, suddenly felt a prickling sensation on their backs and hurriedly snapped to attention, saluting him with utmost respect.