Volume 1, Chapter 64: Forgiveness

Inside the room, Steward Cao sighed incessantly, grating on Meng Lan's ears.
"What are you sighing for? I'm not dead yet!"
"Wait a second, you won't escape this time!" Seeing him walking away, Sati hurried to catch up. After hunting him for half a year without success, there was no way she would let Qian Jie slip away so easily.
A powerful strike from an opponent of equal strength, delivered when completely unprepared, was impossible to withstand for the most part, even with the body's instinctive defensive true qi.
Several minutes passed, and though he had yet to make a move, Su Rong keenly noticed a change in his son's eye color. From his angle, the blue pupils were gradually shifting into an unusually deep, dark ink color, resembling a night sky that instantly swallowed countless starlight, yet shining with startling brilliance.
Wei Yi nodded, a look of understanding dawning on her. "You're thinking far too much. Listen to me, cut back on the overthinking. Once the baby is born, all you need to worry about is his daily routine—eating, drinking, and sleeping. You can't dwell too much on the future!" The consequence of overthinking would be ending up with postpartum depression like Chris.
I did not continue. No matter what, wasn't this person influenced by President Niu? She would understand as soon as I hinted at the half. Some things simply could not be spoken aloud—they were business secrets.
"Wei Yi, what kind of charm does this Tresse possess that he has managed to capture so much of your attention?" Su Rong's expression could not exactly be called angry, but it was certainly deeply displeased.
Meanwhile, Shen Ao was gradually gaining control of the situation. Although he could previously only manifest the strength of the early stage of External Force, his defensive capabilities had not diminished. Facing a dozen Western ability users below the External Force tier, even if they could injure him, they could not damage his meridians.
Old Tang naturally had no objections, and I understood that Old Huang was doing this for my own good, to prevent any sudden accidents ahead. He simply hadn't spelled it out—perhaps due to the straightforward simplicity of the mountain folk, he wished to avoid hurting my self-esteem with blunt words. No superfluous chatter, just getting things done.
I put every ounce of my strength into that smash. The moment I saw him fall, I turned on my heels and bolted.
With the strength of the Whitebeard Pirates, those so-called violent gales and unpredictable weather patterns of the Grand Line could not touch them at all, provided they had a ship.
"Now's our chance!" Chen Yi shouted at the top of his lungs. Xiao Yi and Wang Xuzhi simultaneously condensed two massive manifestations of sword intent, launching a direct assault on the demonic beast.
"He's practically a professional nanny, staying awake for a month straight just to watch over the child. Only he could pull that off, right?" Sundae's lips curved slightly upward. That idiot man didn't know the first thing about caring for a baby, so he simply gave up sleeping altogether. Thanks to him, all the children loved clinging to him now.
"The Second Cavalry Battalion, Commander Niu Gao, with Deputy Commanders Zhou Tong and Feng Sheng. Reorganized into three hundred mounted archers, specializing in horse archery, with bows and arrows as their primary weapon and sabers as their secondary," Wu Yong continued.
After a bout of heart-wrenching coughing, as if he had coughed up his liver and lungs, Wei Zhongdao finally felt a bit of relief. He panted, staring at the bright red blood on his palm with mounting fury.
Just then, a middle-aged man walked out, looking to be in his forties and thoroughly disheveled, sporting a black eye on the right and five distinct finger marks across his cheek.
"The Sect Grand Tournament!" That meant she could go down the mountain. But wait... "Do... do I have to participate?" Her sword-flying skills were barely passable; going there would get her reduced to slag in a second. Wasn't it said that only the top three winners of the sect tournament could participate?
The driver pulled out an autograph from the side of his seat and showed it to the three of them.