Volume One, Chapter 32: Are You Not Allowed to Stand Up for Justice When You See Injustice?

Despised by all... seeking warmth in one another!

It was unclear which word touched a nerve in Xie Qiqi, but she suddenly felt that the youth before her was not as wanton and unrestrained as he appeared.

"Young Master Feng... I do not wish to marry yet. Please, choose your words carefully!" Xie Qiqi said, feeling flustered.

The man held her tight, racing ahead without a moment's pause. As he employed his lightness skill to move swiftly, Shi Qingran, opening her eyes in his embrace, could only catch glimpses of his scarlet robes.

Even if the head of the Zhao family were truly dead, he would not be afraid. However, there was one thing: a powerful clan like the Zhao family would surely have left behind something like a "heavenly lamp" for every disciple.

Following the seniority of the family genealogy, Wang Funan was of the ancestor generation, and Wang Yuquan should have addressed him as Great-Granduncle. The Manchu people had strict rules; one was not allowed to talk back to their elders, so Wang Yuquan had no choice but to stop jumping and cursing.

The boy did not even lift his head, merely sticking out his tongue while secretly circulating his internal energy to strike the young man from afar.

Of course, one could also anticipate that after showing off so arrogantly on their high ground, OMD would certainly find a way to prove themselves.

Then, he stared at his bleeding, severed arm with an expression of utter disbelief, letting out a shriek of extreme agony.

After Jun Nuo and Rao Yao left the room, Jun Nuo watched Rao Yao, who remained silent, protecting the private seal given to him by Fenghuang Wu with the utmost care.

"We were in the backyard admiring the moon. Nianchu grew tired and fell asleep, so I brought her back. Why? Is there something you need from us?" Seeing the expression on his face, Jun Nuo frowned slightly.

"Reporting to Your Highness, I did not return to the Prince's mansion. After receiving the Emperor's secret order, I went to wait by the entrance of the secret passage; it was Xiangye who went back to inform the Princess." At that time, Xiangye only thought it was a bit strange and had no idea it was a trap set by the Prince.

It was this very sentence that Wuming had remembered for so long. He had never forgotten the debt of gratitude he owed Mu Qian for saving his life, yet he had personally... desecrated the corpse of her grandmother.

"Brother Feng, if I were the opponent, since the goal is to completely drive Mu Ran out of the music industry, then upon learning that she is releasing a new album, I would definitely find ways to obstruct it—for example, by targeting distribution channels or promotion on various platforms. There are plenty of ways," Sister Juan said, shaking her head as she explained to Gao Feng, who wore a puzzled expression.

This entire family, although descendants of Chiron—the son of a demigod and a wood nymph—had in reality spent very little time with Chiron himself.

"How is the situation? Have they been spotted over there?" Taking the compressed biscuits and drinking water tossed to him by the others, Lu Chan sat beside the map weighed down by stones. As he opened a bottle cap to take a sip, he looked up and asked Wang Zheng, the scout who was watching through binoculars from the cliff face.

A blood-red moon hung high, and the black mist grew ever thicker, as if trying to shroud the entire moonlight. Outside, the open-air dining table was barely illuminated by the faint, dim light of a single white bulb, while people bustled to and fro around it.

"But didn't you faint outside today?" Ye Lingchuan still could not stop worrying.

"With your martial arts, He Feilong and his lot are already left in the dust; it is only Du Feiyun's master who is beyond your reach. Fortunately, he wishes to be a free spirit wandering the world, and by then, he will likely be far away," Fu Zongbai said.

Because she and Xu Feng shared the same speculation regarding the contents of the drawer, a speculation that was eighty percent likely to be correct. Of course, she could face this outcome with equanimity, but what about Lingchuan? Ye Lingchuan, who had always taken such pride in his brother—would he be able to accept this dark side of her and Su Yue?

Xu Bin and the sailors were stunned, never having dreamed that Wu Dong's men would be so formidable, killing so many pirates in such a short span of time.