Chapter 136 The Identity is Fully Confirmed

Lin Yuxuan could no longer hold back his temper and shouted angrily, "Aunt, why should you apologize to him? What did I do wrong?"
Luo Yunxia was equally furious, screaming, "I am the one who got hurt, what reason is there to apologize to him?"
Both spoke almost in unison.
Inside the grand hall, dead silence fell once again.
Oh well!
Old Ding, who had previously worn a mournful expression, suffering losses in both spirit and wealth, almost burst out laughing, his mouth utterly impossible to keep straight.
Happiness truly comes from comparison.
As for Lian Yi, the reason he was able to stay by the heir's side was not just because he served as the fourth protector, but primarily because he felt absolutely nothing for Nanqiang. He simply could not fathom what was so appealing about Nanqiang, that dull and frozen beauty; did the heir really find it interesting to guard a block of ice every single day?
Xia Hongfei was new to the martial arts world and did not recognize the Dragon Gate Escort Agency, but he did recognize Dongfang Bai. He saw Dongfang Bai wielding a long sword, putting up a fierce fight against three masked men.
"Mrs. Qu's family has gone to Nanjing, otherwise the four of us could have played another four rounds of mahjong!" Qin Lidan said with a smile.
The brocade-clad guard who had been exchanging blows with the man in white was startled upon seeing Xia Hongfei, then offered a grateful smile before swinging his saber to attack a green-robed man wielding a long sword not far away.
It must be noted that these few had witnessed the scene earlier when Ye Chen slaughtered those guards, but back then, the speed of those attacks was not even one-tenth of the current pace—it was utterly incomparable to the present speed. Caught in shock and anger, the four of them hastily scrambled to dodge and parry.
However, seeing that the unnatural flush was long gone from Hua Weiyu's fair and handsome face, she found herself inclined to believe a fair bit of what he had said.
"I would rather die myself than ever hurt you!" Gu Yishi's tears also pelted the ground, drop by drop.
Shen Mengxi, however, roughly understood that the greatest regret in Father Zhang's life was perhaps that childhood sweetheart. He lacked the courage of Xu Shizhe to rebel against his family, thus accepting an arranged marriage while forcing himself to put on an appearance of living a fulfilling life.
"Sister Qilin, you can't do this! They've only just started fighting!" Rui Mengmeng complained with a wronged expression through the communication channel.
The entire cup looked like a miniature ocean, complete with a protruding iceberg and seawater.
Almost simultaneously, just as the hand of the man with the eagle mask—who had rushed forward first to grab Luo Hebin's shoulder—descended, a supreme chill instantly pierced through his palm and invaded his body. In the blink of an eye, the eagle-masked man was frozen into an ice sculpture.
"What the heck is that thing? A turret? But it's way too huge!" Liu Wei's mouth hung wide open in sheer astonishment.
"Crap! At this rate, everyone except me and Song Jie is going to be doomed! What should I do?" Luo Hebin was extremely anxious. Suddenly, his eyes lit up as he thought of the Dragon-Subduing and Tiger-Taming Technique, and he hurriedly chanted an incantation, causing a golden halo to appear in the air.
"All I can do now is rescue Lin Bixiao before Mr. Fei arrives in the imperial capital." This was perhaps his only way out.
This young lord was far too adept at pinning labels on people; just like that, effortlessly, he found himself associated with the Xiongnu.
Yet even so, the old bastard still refused to surrender, pulling a Daoist talisman from his pocket in a final attempt at resistance. But how could Tong Yan give him such an opportunity? With a single forward lunge, he kicked the old man squarely in the chin. The old fellow let out a miserable scream and passed out on the spot.
"Why didn't you drive today?" Luo Wanmei asked with some curiosity. Mo Ke's car had been bought together with her, yet tonight he actually needed to hitch a ride—this was somewhat beyond her expectations.
The fact that other cultivators could not perceive the spiritual energy of heaven and earth contained within the jade was undoubtedly good news for Mo Ke; others would not discover his secret of cultivating with jade, and would at most assume he simply had a fondness for it.
He could not see the desperado, nor could the desperado see him; both were hidden in the shadows. But the moment Luo Hebin exposed himself, he would instantly risk stepping into the muzzle of the other's gun, and he certainly did not believe he could dodge a bullet at such a close range.