Volume 1, Chapter 66: Move Everything Away!

The Marquis of Liaoyang's estate boasted extraordinary merits and monumental achievements in founding the dynasty.

Dozens of soldiers arrived before Huo Qiuhe and the others in the blink of an eye.

Huo Qiuhe wore a forced, unsightly smile and said, "Young men, why don't you look at whose place this is? Is it somewhere you can just barge in and search as you please?"

Wei Qizheng and the others also braced themselves as if facing a formidable enemy.

Liu Kun shouted angrily, "Huo Qiuhe, what do you mean by this? We have testimonies pointing directly here. By refusing to let us search, are you harboring a guilty conscience?"

Lin Che stepped forward, utterly fearless. "Huo Qiuhe, initially I thought that female assassin might have been lying, but with you blocking us like this, now I believe it might be true."

"If that's the case, the moment I return, I will report to the Emperor that you colluded with assassins and obstructed the Imperial Court's...

Down in the grand dungeon, Wei Qizheng and his companions came face to face with Huo Wangzhi.

"General Huo, look at you today! Is this accommodation comfortable? Don't fall asleep too soundly at night, or vengeful spirits will come to claim your life and ensure you never wake up!" Wei Qizheng sat on the floor, sneering and mocking. He had already been at it for a full hour.

Huo Wangzhi was utterly infuriated. He turned away, presenting his back to them, refusing to listen so his mind could remain at peace.

"General Xiao has arrived!"

Someone shouted.

Seeing him keep his head down and remain silent, Qu Wanyi assumed he was truly repenting. A satisfied smile curved the corners of her lips, and she raised her eyes to look at the crowd.

Yet what I had not expected was that upon waking up the next day, Jiang Che was completely as usual; not the slightest trace of difference could be seen on his face.

It was just that the Ge family met an even more miserable fate than the Liu family, leaving behind not even corpses, but merely an empty coffin and a single portrait.

At this very moment, the identical conversation, the identical movements, and the exact same timing of the strike reproduced themselves once more.

Qu Fan shook his head and settled back into his large chair, wearing an expression of deep envy yet utter helplessness. The sight of it made everyone's lips twitch.

Now, there was no need for him to guide her any further; Ruan Shu's thoughts had already aligned with his. Having been personally involved back then, she must have recalled some memories.

He slowly pressed his severed hand back against the ground, and then with a hard shove, he actually managed to snap the bone back into place by sheer force. Such tenacity was far beyond ordinary; despite breaking out in a cold sweat from the excruciating pain, he endured it nonetheless.

That night, Xia Feiming left Sunset Town in the company of the elderly Jin and Bai. In less than three hours, he was brought directly through a tear in space, emerging inside the bedchamber of the Emperor of Xialiang.

After placing it down, she swept her gaze across the surroundings. This was a weak point, guarded by scattered squads of demons patrolling the area. Whether it was due to a lack of military discipline, the distance from Fengshi's grand hall, or the assumption that the Demon Capital's entrance was well-concealed and difficult to breach, those demons were not patrolling with much diligence.

The green liquid splashed upon the ground emitted thin wisps of bluish smoke, accompanied by a faint sizzling sound. Much like concentrated acid, it began to corrode the earth—such was the extremity of its toxicity.

First came the murky water laden with mud and grass clippings, trickling bit by bit along the channel to moisten the riverbed, as well as the heartstrings and tear ducts of many standing upon the banks.

Lei Qi cheerfully cupped her fists in salute toward Ao Qi. As he stepped back to clear the arena, she secretly flashed a wink at Bai Yao. The latter's lips curved upward as he returned a subtle thumbs-up, silently praising Lei Qi's quick wit. With things arranged this way, as long as he won, he would undoubtedly secure an exceptionally powerful ally for the future.

Then, with several successive "bang," "bang," "bang" explosions, the bamboo stalks burst open, spraying colorful paint pellets onto the surrounding crowd while plumes of white smoke billowed forth.

"A trip to Country M for a vacation—go on, take all the team members! The club will cover the travel expenses for this overseas trip," the manager agreed with a beaming smile, urging the others to organize a group tour to Country M.

"Charles, did you understand your godmother's words? You can try coming back at night," Euphemia said, still sitting with reserved elegance on the high-backed bench as she scrutinized her eldest son standing at attention beside her.

He used the flame from the lamp to light the incense, and finally walked behind the third shrine, vanishing from sight.

Once Bai Yao considered this possibility, he no longer tangled himself in the immediate impasse. As for what ulterior motives the hidden big figure of the Demon Palace might harbor, that remained entirely unknown.

With a sharp "swish" of an arrow piercing the air, the officer could utter no more. He opened his mouth wide, staring in despair at the shaft protruding from his throat.

Although the voice of the man just now had sounded quite pleasant, even somewhat neutral, it was undeniably the voice of a man. More importantly, right there on this man's neck, the Adam's apple was clearly visible.