Chapter 51: The Reason for Being Lured Away

To force her to reveal Ye Jincheng and write a confession, the cloth gag stuffed in her mouth had already been torn off back in the dungeon.
Every time she muttered an incantation, she was mercilessly slapped across the face.
He leaned in, lifting her chin with a hand, his eyes flickering with a faint anger. "Not a single word, truly?"
Zhi Xing paused briefly, pressing her lips together. "If Your Highness harbors doubts about me, then it would be better to end it yourself."
Ye Jingnian brushed her face aside and slowly—
Hua Qingyan gazed at the sharply defined profile of the man, her heart fluttering once more, the earlier doubts already forgotten.
"This territory is not open; it falls directly under my jurisdiction." Li Yue was about to leap down when unexpectedly tripped over a branch, falling hard onto the ground with a thud.
"Thank you for informing me. I will be staying in that village for now. Should you require any assistance, do not hesitate to let me know. Though I have lost everything, I still have my life," Su Mu declared.
Not long after, a commotion arose in the dark forest as a figure darted out from among the trees.
"Young Master Ding Nian!" Li Yong, in a moment of urgency, pressed his face against the window and shouted into the street.
The usually defensive Grey’s eyes suddenly narrowed, a sharp gleam flashing through them.
Lin Feng was busy in his office when a call from Qin Sihao came through. Answering, he pressed the speakerphone button.
Madam Zhong refused to waste words with her; she beckoned Zhong Ming over. Zhong Ming’s expression was grim, clutching a piece of paper inscribed faintly with some words. Though too distant for Ren Jingshu to read clearly, she sensed guilt deep in his eyes.
Hua Qingyan did not lie—there were numerous vacant rooms at home, fully furnished but unoccupied. She had long planned to reserve rooms for Hu Qing and his wife, as well as Hu Baizhi, welcoming them anytime.
Seeing the familiar gleam of the sword, Wang Jie instinctively looked down at Qing Lian, who stood poised with her sword raised. Tear stains still lingered on her cheeks as her eyes locked onto his.
Li Zheyu struck the wall beside Xia Yanling’s ear with a fist, the force whipping her hair into disarray.
As for why mermaids possess so many deep-sea phantoms, it all traces back to their bloodline.
The contract signing was straightforward: the ghost entity needed to be stained with Su Yuan’s blood; then Su Yuan used his blood to inscribe the ghost’s name onto the contract, completing the bond.
This time, Ye Yuan did not resist, for Qin Lan’s strength posed no threat whatsoever.
Su Yuan exhaled in relief. While he was indeed immune to mental attacks below the SSS level, he had no knowledge whether the strange rules governing the grandmaster’s chair before him fell within that immunity.
Her hand moved slightly, wanting to lift it, yet hesitation gripped her, and in the end, she lacked the courage.
Zhou Yan recognized this person as someone close to the Grand Empress Dowager and relaxed. He thought to himself, no wonder the princess wasn’t anxious—she must have already sent for reinforcements from the palace. With the Grand Empress Dowager’s protection, the princess would likely be spared from suffering at the hands of the Court of Justice.
But he suppressed the urge to vomit with a firm will, beginning his final struggle.
Straightening her disheveled nightgown, ruffled by his grasp, she brushed away his hand and strode toward the bedside.
"Could it be that you intend to stop us?" Tian Xinshen’s legion of serpents beneath her feet hissed in displeasure, prompting a sharp reprimand.
"Forget it. No matter how much fuss he makes, he can’t be the Best Newcomer this year. That award isn’t for him—just an idol drama can’t carry such an honor," Chu Luoxi dismissed indifferently. Some people are stubborn, others have no choice; Yuchi Hao seemed to embody both.
"It’s not that I don’t trust you. It’s that he’s too shameless. We must remain on guard," Hu Xuemei replied.