Chapter 124: Refusal to Cooperate

"Xu Huan, are you not finished yet?" Xu Huan said impatiently. "Didn't I tell you? Those things are in the past. I know I went too far back then, but there is no need to keep bringing it up."

Having been rejected by Ruan Mianmian repeatedly, only for her to dredge up old grievances, Xu Huan grew irritated.

Hearing this, Ruan Mianmian laughed in anger. "Xu Huan, you may think it's in the past, but for me, that pain has never passed."

Xu Huan thought he could just brush everything aside with a single phrase...

However, when he saw all his men lying motionless on the ground and realized he was standing in the middle of a mass grave, he was so terrified that he collapsed to the ground.

"I really didn't," Yang Qing said, almost ready to kneel and kowtow to Feng Yi. She truly regretted her actions today; why on earth had she come to see her eldest brother? Yet, she felt genuinely innocent—was she really to be threatened and terrified by her brother just for stealing a few things?

This left Qiu Yue in a difficult position. She was merely a maid; how could she possibly answer such a question?

"Are you certain, Princess?" Hearing Gu Wanwan's soft voice, Bai Wutong’s expression softened slightly, though her brows remained knitted.

"Do not fear. Tonight, she wants this mission to succeed more than anyone." He was not worried that Yun Luo would fail to appear. If she truly did not show up, it would only mean that Nahaluo was not lucky enough to survive and had already breathed his last.

She did not finish her sentence, for the fact that Wang Yong was a traitor to the Wang family was a deeply guarded secret.

In the cozy, warm parlor, Gu Heng stood with his hands behind his back, clad in a robe of black silk embroidered with gold patterns. His thick brows were tightly locked above his round face.

With a humble smile upon his round face, Prince Shuo came to visit Scholar Fan, bringing with him two contracts of indenture and several IOUs as gifts for the patient.

She was terrified of waking the perverted capitalist, not knowing how he might torment her once he stirred.

Gu Yuanmiao was different, however. She had woken up far too late, nearly a full day after the others. If he had not discovered the vial of medicine in her hand and shared it with the group, they might still be wandering aimlessly in hallucinations, unable to break free.

He had believed himself certain to rank first in the mathematics examination, only to be countered in his strongest field and then ruthlessly trampled into the dust, left utterly without the strength to fight back.

The burly man laughed boisterously. "You trying to fool me? Why would a Prefect be out in the middle of the night at a grain warehouse instead of staying in his office? If you are the Prefect of Jizhou, then I am the Emperor himself!"

A fierce torrent of water, like a flash flood, surged over Tang Xin’s body. It was not until nearly five minutes had passed that the current finally subsided into silence.

Having experienced the great highs and lows of life, Zhan Ying looked suddenly haggard. His already aged face was etched with deeper wrinkles, and his cloudy, spiritless eyes were once again misted with tears of despair.

He felt something cold and sharp aiming for Yun He. Acting on an instinct to protect her, he lunged forward, using his own back to shield her from the menacing glint.

Roujia Mo traveled smoothly until she reached the outskirts of Nisa. She ordered the caravan to halt, carefully selected over a hundred boxes of Dragon-Tiger Pills and twenty jars of fine wine, and then strolled off to seek out Prince Aldar.

The sky gradually darkened, but the Wata tribe’s encampment remained boisterous. Inside the massive felt tent, a roaring fire blazed, the air thick with steam and the heavy scent of liquor. Outside on the barren ground, torches illuminated the night as the warriors of the Kates tribe lay sprawled in drunken stupors, some singing slurred, long-winded ballads.

Wei Wuji, disguised as a carriage driver, observed everything with hidden fury. He did not intervene in the near-skirmish; on the contrary, he hoped to use the opportunity to finish off Fan Sui. But when Fan Sui restrained himself, Wei Wuji decided against exposing his own identity.

Hao Sihai and Zhang Qingyu returned to their table, while Ghost Princess followed the servant directly to Liu Tang’s bedchamber.