Chapter 67: Annoyance

Driving Su Yanran’s Lamborghini, Xu Yang soon arrived at the restaurant where his classmates’ gathering was being held.

Not wanting to draw too much attention, Xu Yang deliberately parked the car in the lot across the street, got out, and walked toward the restaurant.

“Xu Yang, you’re pretty quick. You’re already here,” Zhang Xiao greeted him with a smile as soon as Xu Yang entered the restaurant’s lobby.

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In the dim underground corridor, Aydon and Esai Barrow moved like two specters, gliding silently through the darkness.

A crisp sound rang out from somewhere, prompting Yu Kun to turn sharply. It was the exquisite tiles atop the grand hall being blown off by the wind. The old saying that spring winds shatter glazed tiles was, indeed, no exaggeration.

“In any case, we’re not buying these clothes today. The more you push us, the less we want them. Jingjing, let’s go.” With that, Annie pulled Dong Jing, about to turn and leave.

Inside the Nine Luan Heaven, Li Changkong was left reeling with lingering fear. If it weren’t for the Nine Luan Heavenly Immortal Amulet, he might have met his end right then and there.

Thankfully, the spirit’s timely warning reminded him of the amulet’s special function—something he’d nearly forgotten.

After the meal, the young scholar headed to work. He was indeed late today. Li Xiujuan had already tidied up the office and was just about to leave.

No matter what, Mountain Tiger was the boss around here. The words he’d just spoken were already quite self-effacing. Now that Qiu Hai had shown him no respect, Mountain Tiger’s fiery temper could hardly be contained.

After the emperor left, the concubines also took their leave one after another. With such a scandal in the harem, everyone was on edge. Those who had been close to Lady Liang were especially afraid the emperor would direct his wrath at them.

“What!” Liu Xinzhang exclaimed in shock, suddenly recalling the two black-robed figures he’d encountered that night at the Guanghong Building. He’d sensed their dark aura and had wondered about their origins—so they were vampires!

“Madam Jin, Consort Shen claims she is innocent of adultery. Why do you slander her?” Su Yilan asked with a stern face. In truth, she was merely probing Madam Jin, trying to gauge her chances of bringing down Consort Ming this time.

“What is this trial?” Li Ping asked gravely, arms crossed as he studied the golden-armored general. Although Bu had formed a divine consciousness seed and could now refine second-grade pills, it was still far from enough for Li Ping—especially in such a short time.

“Feilan Underworld Lord! Stop hiding. King Dongling has already sealed the Netherworld’s entrance. No one can save you now! Why don’t you come out and face me in a fair fight?” The Immortal Lord’s face bore a confident smile as he laughed toward the mansion below.

“I am Haoran, the Demon Emperor! Obey my command—attack!” With a single raised hand, Haoran the Demon Emperor gave his order.

By now, Yan Zi had been gone for several days. She’d been wandering freely outside, unaware that her sisters were desperately searching for her everywhere.

“Not long, not long. I’m just glad you’re awake, that’s all that matters. It’s my fault for upsetting you,” Yang Chen murmured incoherently.

Those words instantly quelled my anger and halted my actions. Indeed, I had no proof right now—it really wasn’t the time to fall out with Zhang Yunfei.

Atop the massive sacred mountain stood a man in a black robe, leading a retinue of three thousand exquisitely dressed concubines, all gazing down upon the world below.

At this moment, Zhang Lin’s expression was icy. Though he stood firmly on the earth, when he spoke to the powerful figure from the secret realm, it was as if he were looking down from above.

With a furious roar, the leader of the holy demons soared into the sky, his vast demonic form unleashing a powerful aura in all directions.

“So, according to your Lordship, the one who wounded you that day wasn’t from the martial world of the Central Plains?” Yao Mobai asked in surprise.

Rao Nao was still stunned by Jun Nuo’s words, unable to recover for a long while. To protect someone with one’s very life—what kind of friendship was that?