Volume 1, Chapter 54: The White Lotus Saintess, Another Encounter in the Small Courtyard

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As these placid words faded into silence, Cao Mo merely let out a gentle breath.

The faintly fragrant purple veil draped over her face drifted slowly downward.

Lowering his gaze slightly, he looked at the Imperial Noble Consort standing close at hand—a woman of flawless, saintly purity whose every movement exuded an alluring and bewitching charm.

Lin Nan nodded in gratitude to Brother Hu, only to see Brother Hu’s eager gaze fixed upon her own face.

Wu Qingtao stopped talking. In the center of the plaza stood a massive three-legged tripod, roughly three zhang high and exuding an ancient, rustic aura. Wisps of white smoke rose from the tripod from time to time, dense and lingering, swirling above the giant vessel.

With that, Madame Wu Sun made to pull Xie Wangshi’s hand toward her own face to slap herself, but Xie Wangshi pulled her hand away with a rigid expression. Thereupon, Madame Wu Sun began to wail and beg as she started slapping her own face with loud smacks.

Walking to Mo Guihan’s room in just two or three steps and seeing Mo Xiunian squatting nearby with his face covered, Mi Qing patted him on the shoulder and went in to inspect the place herself.

How could he not understand? He simply did not want to burden Su Wanqiu with such a heavy load. If that were the case, he believed Su Wanqiu would never wish to learn so much about this from him.

"There is nothing that needs to be kept secret from you, Miss. His Majesty is neither in the palace nor in the capital, but before leaving, His Majesty left word that you may rest assured."

Holding the black wooden scepter horizontally before his eyes, channeling his full vital energy into it with eager anticipation and readiness, he struck at the critical moment as the scepter spun rapidly. With wind rising beneath his feet, he vaulted into the air, concentrating all his vital energy on the very tip of the scepter.

Cheng Feng smiled and said, "It’s saved for you. Miss Yingyue has been in the back kitchen; I’ll go call her." With that, he scurried inside.

"Xuanxuan, Brother Junzhi has failed you both, we’ve dragged you into this..." Fu Junzhi said with a bitter laugh, shuffling a bit closer to Xie Xuan as the two of them leaned against each other shoulder to shoulder.

Some people on the first floor of the villa had been killed with blades, while the third floor was utterly devastated by explosives, with most having died from gunfire. Such firearms were entirely commonplace; anyone with money could purchase them on the black market.

"You were the one injured by the martial arts expert at his side? Looking at your injuries, they aren't too severe. You could easily find a place to recuperate—why barge into my place? Just to prove to me that you're innocent?" Meng Fan asked.

Putting on a hypocritical front, Zhang Liang told Yang Baixue to drop the matter, remarking that if Meng Fan found out he was the one asking, he probably wouldn't just refuse to answer, but might fire him outright.

The American Information Center later became the Central Intelligence Agency; individuals lacking intellect, cognitive depth, or the ability to analyze and synthesize information could never hope to enter it.

Neither Ye Lusheng nor Cao Liuse had gone to sleep yet either. Ye Lusheng packed up everything that needed to be brought along the next morning and had Zhuo Gui take it to the side chamber to be settled.

The giant elephant marched forward relentlessly on massive hooves, completely ignoring the hacking and slashing of various generals. It strode on as if entering an unmanned realm, trampling wildly everywhere, leaving the lives of everyone hanging by a thread.

Yet, since the other party approached with a smiling face, Mo Fan could not completely disregard the dignity of family head Yu. Besides, regardless of whatever conspiracy the Yu family might be plotting, he would be leaving for Qionghua before long anyway.

"Let's risk it!" Chen Junxiang put on his glasses and took a deep breath. He knew what the consequences might be—it could very well trigger even greater danger, but for now, he had no other choice left except to take a desperate gamble.

"Twenty-two! You guys play slowly! Oh, and the team from Sector B has already set off, so manage your pace!" Monkey said to the computer screen with a smile.

"I’m going with you to Luoyang this time, Brother Chen. Help me find a good hospital; my whole family wants to get a health checkup together," Zhang Donghai said.

Watching the fleeing azure dragon, Yang Yi paused for a moment before his lips curled into a faint smile. Then, lifting his foot and executing the carefree wandering movement technique, he arrived directly in front of the azure dragon in the blink of an eye, blocking its path of escape.