56 Blood Type (Fourth Update)

Yin Caiyi had only exchanged a hurried greeting with Gu Qingci earlier that day. Since Gu Qingci remained at the banquet afterward and Yin Caiyi and Qin Keqing belonged to a different circle, they did not attend, leaving Yin Caiyi with her first real opportunity to observe Gu Qingci closely now.

Once the news regarding Confucius's clothing mirror leaked, various experts and scholars would inevitably rush to the scene. Although they could not claim such precious research material as their own, they were eager to secure first-hand access to it.

Though these words did not explicitly state that Yun Fan had spared his life, the implication was clear enough—at the very least, the other party had let him off the hook.

The wooden door of the inner room opened, and the elderly woman emerged, supported by Jiuxiu. Her eyes were red and swollen, bearing clear traces of recent tears.

As a flash of lightning pierced the air, a cold sweat broke out all over Yun Fan's body. Had that strike landed even a second later, he surely would have perished right here.

The sound traveled from afar, drawing closer and closer. The imperial messenger was utterly exhausted, gasping for breath and nearly collapsing from fatigue.

However, this still constituted an internal injury; his internal organs felt as though they had been displaced, and internal bleeding was likely. Even a miracle-working doctor would not be able to heal him completely in a short time, and it would require at least half a month of rest and recuperation to fully recover.

This was because they witnessed the board members, who usually acted with such lofty arrogance, arriving one after another at this very moment.

Everyone present stared at Yun Fan in utter shock. While Xiao Xuan and his companions had not witnessed Yun Fan's true speed, Liu Hao and his group had seen it firsthand.

Muyu Han and the High Priest were like the eye of a storm. Free of all distracting thoughts, they calmly focused on absorbing this immense surge of energy.

Seeing Chen Yu speak with such conviction, the stunned onlookers remained half-skeptical, yet they began to make their way toward higher ground to see if ships were truly returning.

Murong Xun stepped forward, pressed her palm onto Du Tie's shoulder, and glared fiercely at him.

To these cave dwellers, the skeleton cavalry that had slaughtered their way into the village were indistinguishable from fierce demonic beasts.

Gazing at this powerful purple-gold necklace equipped with an additional skill, especially considering how exceptionally high its three auxiliary attributes were.

The notoriously stingy Comrade Chen Yu had used fish bones to create dishes simply to save on fish. If Comrade Lou Fengming were to find out, one could only wonder if he would vomit blood in frustration.

Once fully restored, the castle would cover an area of more than three hundred mu. Complete with comprehensive living and transportation facilities within its walls, alongside every conceivable commercial service, it featured lush gardens and tranquil lakes, making it a veritable paradise untouched by the outside world.

"Young Master Li?" Feng Yun'er had been watching all along, standing quietly in the background since there was nothing for her to intervene in. To her surprise, she recognized someone in the wedding procession and let out a startled cry.

"Sister-in-law, matters have not yet reached the point of utter despair. Why are you yielding so easily?" Looking at the despairing Madame Feng, Chen Yu could understand her state of mind to some extent.

Zhou Ruoning's actions took Lu Jue somewhat by surprise, but he stated clearly nonetheless, "I don't care who told you about this. If even half a word of it reaches Shui'er's ears and any harm comes to her, I will hold you solely responsible. Remember my warning." With that, he turned and made to leave.

"It's you." Liff finally remembered who he was. Wasn't this the hero who had brought her tens of thousands in profit?

Without giving Lin Yiyi a chance to react, he hoisted her over his shoulder and strode toward the single bed in the room.

He had not spent these past few days merely pondering how to offer an apology; had that been the case, he would have been far too clumsy.

After the New Year, everyone would go their separate ways to enter the battlefield of internships. Just as Shen Ju'an had said, reunions would be uncertain in the distant future, so she nodded and agreed.

Furthermore, she was merely at the Immortal Spirit Realm; unless she had lost her mind, she would never dare to act presumptuously within the main estate of the Mu family.

It was not that Ning Shixiu did not want Ning Wenrou to return—she was his younger sister, after all—but right now was simply not the right time.

The upstart, devoid of any tenderness, scooped Zhang Jiajia up with a rough heave and, right in front of the crowd, gave her backside a hard pinch before throwing his head back in laughter and pouring the contents of his wine glass straight into her mouth.

Through countless nights, Ming Yue'er had soaked her pillows with tears, only to wake up and gaze at the fluttering bed curtains, feeling as though a piece of her heart was forever missing.

At Chengde Hospital, Yichi Qiu was hard at work. Following the recent factory explosion, the number of severely injured patients was exceptionally high, leaving the hospital nurses and doctors overwhelmed and frantic.

Though it was merely a name, Lu Li still breathed a sigh of relief. He knew he was being overly nervous, but when it came to anything concerning Lin Yiyi, he simply could not help himself.

Yet one thing was certain: the identity of the original owner of this body allowed him to act without restraint. He needed to devise a way to escape this predicament promptly.

Following that, he resorted to stealthy schemes to lure out the Remnant Demon, enlisting the Seven Divine Kings of the Tianlong Dynasty to hunt him down, ultimately eliminating the Melancholy Emperor's most capable lieutenant.

The entire journey passed in silence until they climbed the embankment of Tingshi River. The moisture-laden river breeze swept against their faces, giving Zhang Wei a sudden start.

At the same time, as one of the academy's founders, Shen Ping's standing within this alumni circle, the benefits he could gain through networking, the friends he could make, and the business collaborations he could foster were all self-evident.

"Nonsense, since we were inside Storm City, naturally we were teleported in along with the rest. Why ask such obvious things? I should be asking you, why did you forfeit?" Stinger gave Leopard Tail a sidelong glance and replied as a matter of course. After all, they had already crossed paths outside the Golden City earlier.

He had only struck once just now, but this time, Lian Xujun could confirm that Qian Duoduo's martial prowess and cultivation truly lived up to his ranking; his opponent's left leg was still broken to this day.