Volume 1, Chapter 32: Left with No Choice but to Confess

Ever since Jiang Jinshu had asserted her authority, the maids and matrons at Elegant Charm Residence had become remarkably efficient. At her command, several burly matrons rushed in and swiftly dragged Pear Blossom away. Pear Blossom struggled in panic, crying out, “Young Madam, please spare me! Mistress, save me!”

Qin Aiguo could do nothing about it now. If he had not understood Zhang Pingze’s temperament, he would certainly have lost his temper long ago. Since Zhang had spoken that way, he must have had an arrangement in mind; that was why he had said it.

All of this, however, depended on one crucial prerequisite: that he possessed sufficient strength. Without it, going to the Primordial World would be no different from delivering himself to slaughter. After all, in the Primordial World, Great Immortals were as common as dogs, while quasi-saints wandered everywhere.

He had not begun acting this way only after Xiao Ruxun raised an army for the northern expedition. He had already started around the twentieth year of the Wanli era of the former Ming dynasty.

Long Yi’s wife, Amelia, had seen the Lone Wolf before and possessed photographs and related videos of him. Long Yi had deliberately brought them out for Wolf Fang, Ade, Teng Yuanzi, the SEALs, and the others to examine in detail. Thus, the moment they saw him, they would certainly not mistake his identity.

There were ultimately far fewer men of principle than spineless cowards. The reason so many men of principle seemed to be present at court now was that most of the cowards appeared somewhat courageous by following behind a handful of true hardliners. But if those hardliners were eliminated, who could say whether those cowards would become a second Yan faction?

“This was their recommendation, was it not? Do they have no confidence in it at all?” Jiao Ming found it absurd. If a doctor prescribed medicine to a patient but, were their positions reversed and they had the same illness, dared not take that medicine themselves, would that not amount to treating human life with contempt? Applied to matters of state, would it not be an obvious recipe for ruining the country and bringing disaster upon its people?

Mu Feng’s arrival was noticed by the three men locked in fierce battle. Zhongli Shan and Wang Zhuang’s expressions changed, and their hearts leapt into their throats. Though they did not know who this man was, judging from the techniques he displayed, he was more powerful than everyone present.

He felt that these local gentry still possessed at least the most basic sense of the greater picture and a measure of conscience. When the nest is overturned, how can any egg remain unbroken?

“No one is more suited to the task than she is. Besides, Yang Qingzhi and the others are not the only ones who need to prove their worth,” Zhang Pingze replied calmly.

Now that he happened to have the opportunity to come to Rome, Marin intended to seize it and make contact with this future pope. At the same time, he would offer him a small favor and cultivate a friendship with him.

Liang Yifan and Meng Qingyun could now truly be called a couple. While strolling through the amusement park, giving her a rose symbolizing single-minded devotion was perfectly understandable.

For some reason, Su Yinyin always felt there was something strange in the way Yuan Jinchen said the word “Dad.”

The three master and servant companions slowly left the gambling house. They followed the long street all the way to its end before boarding the Mo family’s carriage.

Meanwhile, Meng Qingyun rushed back upstairs, dropped heavily onto the bed, seized Ji Weiwei’s pillow, and began pounding it furiously.

After the waiter had taken their order and left, Lian Xin felt somewhat ill at ease. After their previous meeting, she had suddenly found herself unsure how she should get along with Su Yu.

“My wounds are healed! My wounds are healed!” Those words made Leng Moxi’s face flush scarlet. They meant that tonight would be their wedding night.

“Why are you crying? Nothing will happen to me. Even if I am sent to the Plane Prison, who says I will have no chance of coming back? Otherwise, Lord Moss might as well kill me outright,” Saber said.

Moreover, a full ten years had passed. Even if Su Yu’s feelings for her had now grown beyond those between ordinary friends, they might no longer be what they once were. Ten years was long enough to dilute and erase even the deepest affection.

Of course, what the world cared about most was the present whereabouts of the disciples of Wuwei Academy. Some cultivators had even proposed that the disciples of Wuwei Academy be appointed as Supreme Elders of the Spirit God Hall.