Chapter Sixty-Six: The Gentleman of Renown
The restaurant was divided into two sections: the outer room with dining tables and the inner room as the kitchen, both spaces connected so that the owner could attend to customers’ needs at any moment. It was dinnertime, and the place was packed with diners. An elderly couple was busy working in the kitchen.
With no vacant seats, the three of them could only stand aside and wait.
Lu Yalan glanced around uneasily, her expression troubled.
Mu Chengyao asked, "Are you uncomfortable?"
Luo Chengying silently blamed himself for not considering that someone like Lu Yalan, accustomed to refined living, might not be used to such a humble place. He suggested, "Shall we try another restaurant?"
Lu Yalan quickly waved her hand, realizing they had misunderstood. She explained, "I don’t mind where we eat, but isn’t it a bit inconvenient to have a conversation in a place like this?"
Now that he knew she was his half-sister, a weight seemed to lift from his shoulders. At least he no longer had to feel caught in the middle, torn between conflicting loyalties.
The security guard was a man in his forties, a true countryman who had worked at Mingcheng Elegant Garden as a guard for several years.
The dense barrage was blocked by the shields on the city tower, but it was still threatening, causing a stir among the people.
That day, the sunlight was especially bright. Golden rays bathed her, as if cloaking her in a radiant glow—warm and dazzling.
Xiaowu had no idea why she had sought her out or why she was convinced there was something between her and Gu Tianlang, but she knew she had to clarify everything.
Mike coughed up blood; he was truly not an ordinary person. Damn, why did someone as normal as him attract so many bizarre and twisted people?
At the mention of a wedding, she panicked and hurriedly protested, "What, a wedding? No, we’re not—I mean, we hope to return to our own country first..." Before she could finish, she saw the disappointment on his face and couldn’t continue.
Meanwhile, Black Wuchang charged forward, wielding his black chains. Yu Mazi, after a glance, also charged in with a colorful whip. "Sword Master, forgive us," White Wuchang said before joining the fray.
"Qianqian, I love you. I really do," he whispered, pressing her hand against his cheek, trying to draw warmth from her to fill his fragile heart.
"Well..." An Youran hadn’t finished her thoughts when the heir beside her took over the conversation.
All four, including himself, scattered in all directions, terrified that Lu Sheng would smash down and leave nothing but their remains.
Ouyang held a bowl of sour plum soup, sipping as he directed his men to check the list one by one, all while keeping an ear on the old folks’ gossip.
If the ancient mother insect were still at its peak, it would be hard to say whether Wang Yu’s mental spike could break through its defenses. But in its current weakened state, it stood no chance against such an attack.
The crimson flame spun in the air after incinerating the man in the gray robe, lingering until every trace of Yao Beibei’s presence vanished, then returned to her fingertip.
In the distance, the nine great Beast Kings looked coldly upon the battlefield, watching the flying flesh and raging energy with not a flicker of emotion.
"Sea of consciousness? Isn’t that only accessible after reaching the Vein Purification stage and slowly comprehending its opening?" Bai Ziming said he had cultivated for over a year before opening his sea of consciousness. Who knew when hers would awaken?
"I never thought that way. I still need to look after you for Mom’s sake, and isn’t An Xianger here to keep you company too?" Jin Yunmo replied, at ease.
Arriving at the entrance of Pine and Bamboo Studio, Mingde got off the carriage. Before he even stepped inside, bursts of laughter reached his ears.
Recently, Prince Yong’s mansion had been restless, with rumors that the Fourth Lord sought a title. Of course, these were just rumors. It seemed Consort De, worried that her fourteenth son was away from the capital and that Yinzhen’s influence would grow, deliberately spread such talk to stir up trouble behind the scenes.
Not to mention Zhou Tianbao running amok here, turning the police station into utter chaos; even Zhou Hu, after leaving the force, was gathering people to investigate Zhong Liguo’s family affairs.