31 Acknowledging Kin (Part Two)

However, my father is getting on in years, and he felt that my eldest brother could not effectively lead the Hai family to prosperity. Thus, he abruptly convened a family meeting, cast my brother aside, and passed the position of young master to me.

Regrettably, the agility of the Succubus was far beyond what a Golden Behemoth could match. With a slight flutter of her wings, she easily evaded the Golden Behemoth's attack, while simultaneously leaving a stinging, though not fatal, mark on its chest.

With that, the two men embraced firmly. Mandugul picked up his horse whip and rode off without a backward glance, followed by the six soldiers who had saluted Yuan Feng.

"This is Mr. Wang Yu. Mr. Kudo has departed for other matters. He will now take charge of everything here, and I expect you to cooperate with his work as fully as I will," Nomura Takashi introduced him briefly.

But complaints aside, one of the primary instigators of this affair—Grandfather Xiao Shou—had already gone to meet his ancestors. So, despite the displeasure, any lingering anger had to be set aside.

Dazed and losing track of time, Wang Yu was startled by the sound of a ringing phone. It was the phone in his hotel room.

Yue Hun's maneuver bought Linglan Qianfei the time he needed; after chanting a brief incantation, his long sword erupted into flames.

"I haven't given it much thought. Do you have any insights, Brother Xian?" Zhang Shaoyu countered.

The rest was simple. The unmarked Shuangxi forward easily pierced the New Era team's goal.

"Amitabha! Evil spirit, to cause such carnage here—you shall not be spared!" Just then, a string of prayer beads flew from nowhere and struck the Ancestor of Yin Corpses on the hand, followed by the sudden appearance of an old monk.

Meanwhile, the young Taoist acolyte was so frightened he nearly dropped his bronze mirror. The old Taoist was equally astonished, then grabbed the acolyte, swept his long sleeves, and drifted away.

How could Xu Lin simply let it go? She was now obsessed with deciphering the hidden meaning behind Ning Qian's words. It might have been trivial to Ning Qian, but to Xu Lin, it was of the utmost importance.

The two of them struggled out of the mud pit, stumbling with heavy, uneven steps toward the village entrance.

On the way back, in the Chaos Zone, they had encountered people far more formidable than these, and they had all met the same fate.

Time slipped away unnoticed. In the days that followed, Meng Changsheng became completely idle. With no one coming to disturb him and having not stepped a foot outside Mirror Lake Manor, he focused entirely on preparing himself, adjusting his state of mind to meet the impending battle.

Sheng Mingzhu had wanted to say something more, but noticing Xuanyuan Yi cast a casual glance in her direction, she found herself inexplicably swallowing her words.

In the chaotic fray, Qian Xing and Wuying were separated. The Hornet and the Nine-Headed monster each led a team in a frenzy of slaughter. Now, many on the Nine-Headed Demon Mountain side began to suspect that it was indeed Qian Xing who had killed their young master.

I feel that being too accommodating sometimes only emboldens others; such is the case with Xiao Fubin. If I were to have Dongfang Ding pay off his usurious debts this time, he would only find another excuse to beg me for money in the future.

After a long-winded speech, Xiao Fubin finally revealed his true motive. It turned out he had come to me specifically to borrow money from my "wealthy boyfriend." I suppose my uncle and aunt must have mentioned Dongfang Ding to him, prompting this scheme.

Yu Ziqian nodded sweetly. After locking the padlock, Peter placed the key in her hand, feigning a dilemma as he said, "Whether you throw it away or keep it is up to you." If she threw it away, the lock would never be opened, and they could be together forever.

To show his sincerity, Molong set up camp fifty miles away from Chan Meng's army and sent an envoy to request peace talks.

The scarred brute wielded a broadsword. He swung it with full force toward Yu Sheng, who watched as a one-meter-long red blade aura formed on the weapon, surging toward him with the crushing force of a tidal wave.

Lady Zhang wanted to say something, but after a moment's thought, she realized she was not as close to Chen Yu as Lady Zhou was, so she kept her mouth shut and said nothing.

The house was already dark, with candles extinguished. Only a few faint, hurried sounds and the occasional barking of dogs broke the village's silence.

The fellow only felt the pain after noticing the unnatural angle of his fingers, and he let out a shriek. His two companions, though confused by the situation, could not remain indifferent upon seeing their cohort injured, and they lunged at Yu Sheng.

Han Jinyong felt a surge of irritation. Fearing his master and senior uncle would blame him for his poor horsemanship, he felt tempted to lash the horse with his whip.

Looking from a horizontal angle, he could see the blade he had plunged into the corpse's chest slowly retreating from the flesh.

Yet, he still did not believe Mo Chen could manipulate dice like the characters in gambling films. If he had such skills, he would not have come here to gamble.

Seeing the fire set by Purple Hair successfully divert the attention of all the guards, he climbed over the wall. At that moment, a guard happened to be standing with his back to him, focused on extinguishing the flames.

Abao could not speak; at most, when he wanted something, he would hop around and let out an imperious howl.

Hearing him explain his name this way, Liu Wu was taken aback. He had changed his name to Liu Suifeng (Willow Following the Wind), implying that he was a rootless drifter like willow catkins caught in the breeze, wandering aimlessly without a home.

Tang Shan suddenly remembered that before he was beaten up on the street, he had made plans with "Yang Shuai" and "Lowlife" to gamble at Brother Biao's place that night. No wonder the other party had started talking about "making a fortune."

And so, under the mockery and jeers of onlookers, Chen Yusheng led Tang Shan to begin the next phase of work: singeing the hair, opening the carcass, and cleaning the internal organs and offal.