Chapter Sixty: Setting Out

Ever since Mu Chengyao paid a visit, the Lu family’s attitude toward Lu Yalan had visibly changed. Where once they looked down on the second young lady, and later avoided her, now they treated her with utmost respect wherever she went.

Thus, Lu Yalan’s days became quite pleasant. Any good things that came to the house would be set aside for her, and now and then, the stewardesses from various courtyards would lead people over to deliver fine gifts. For a time, the once quiet Yilan Garden bustled with frequent visitors.

Lu Yalan understood these gestures were all for Mu Chengyao’s sake. Now that she received them, she would have to return the favor doubly in the future. But to reject everything outright would make her seem arrogant now that she had found favor. After a moment’s thought, she decided to accept only the gifts from elders and some inexpensive delicacies, declining the rest.

At that moment, Du Lei reached out and grabbed an icy blade, its chill condensed into a sharp edge.

How could he even talk about fighting back? It was clear he was now being utterly crushed by Lin Hao.

But just then, he received two shocking pieces of news. The first: the supreme ruler of the Mountain Kingdom, who was also the highly respected Chief Speaker of Rock City, Varo, had fallen gravely ill, and doctors had been urgently summoned to treat him. The second: Varo’s younger brother had been murdered.

Once might be an accident, twice or thrice a coincidence, but when every perpetrator always ends up dead, it’s a real curse.

So, as early as last year, he’d already planned to leave for the Hanhua Kingdom. Yet, unable to part with his homeland, he hesitated. Now, there was no time for hesitation, so he took his whole family and left home for Hanhua.

That feeling was like a feather endlessly teasing the tip of your heart—intoxicating and unsettling all at once.

“Of course it’s true. I just used a little charm, not sleight of hand,” Li Jundu declared with righteous conviction.

“From the way you say that, are you dissatisfied with the Supervision Department?” Du Lei asked with a smile.

Several members of the Nanjing Youth Team lounged nonchalantly on the field, but the team captain still went over to Gao Chuan’s side.

Yet, as soon as they reached the government building, they ran into trouble: the security guards refused to let the car in.

The agonized wail of the Blood Priestess Gloria echoed through the sky as the Flameborn’s figure slowly bent and crumpled.

You colluded with the ship’s leaders to conceal the spoils, deliberately drove down the purchase price of the loot—did you really think we knew nothing at all?

“It’s true,” Yu’s father said excitedly, but then hesitated. After all, Weisu’s background was still a mystery—maybe he was a crime boss. What if the job he’d introduced was… The thought sent a chill down his spine. At his age, he couldn’t take the rough games of young men anymore.

But then Qian Tu thought it impossible. As the second-best gambler at the “Win Money” casino, even he didn’t think he could guess the point count every time. Which meant this young man before him, not even twenty, was even less likely to pull it off.

Haierde had met Zhou Nan when Zhou was sixteen. At first, he hadn’t paid much attention to this somewhat shy and introverted boy from the East.

What no one could see was that two stars on Gu Yun’s chest were continuously channeling white light into his body, healing the injuries from his earlier clash with Ji Quan.

Releasing just one or two songs a year was enough to cause a sensation for him, because all this music had stood the test of time.

Xiao Chen used all his strength to wedge his sword into the door crack, but the gap was as fine as a hair and couldn’t admit the blade. The sword struck the door, sending up tiny sparks and a harsh clanging sound. It was like a scene from a ghost story, as if some dreadful power had sealed the house.

Wu Xiong, his head bowed, was still unwilling, and swung his trident horizontally at Lü Bu once more. But now, his attack had little force, and Lü Bu easily seized the wrist holding the weapon and squeezed hard.

It was not yet the end of the workday, and Gu Nianzhi was in her office, drafting next year’s work plan.