Chapter 93: The Han Family of Jinghai, Here I Come

Not for the sake of the realm, but to avenge my mother.

Over the next three days, Chen Yang used every means at his disposal to investigate the Blood Robe Hall with all his might.

This time, Chen Yang was serious.

Regrettably, he still learned nothing.

Just then, Chen Yang’s phone received a strange text message.

“Han Family, in the city of Jinghai, Jiangnan.”

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In Kucha City, more than a month had passed since the destruction of the intelligence network led by Cai Xide and tied to the rebellion of An Lushan. In the blink of an eye, the twelfth lunar month had arrived.

What Li Yang wanted was the feeling that everything lay within his own grasp, not the constant threat of accidents or unnecessary trouble.

Though Wuchu and the others would soon depart for Western Barbarian City, Empress Liu could not wait even a moment. She longed to lay a net of heaven and earth there at once, so that the instant Jiang Tian arrived, he would be slain on the spot.

In a corner crouched an old man with graying hair, wrapped in a long winter robe. Beneath his feet, blood streamed from his legs and spread outward.

At the same time, she split her mind into hundreds of strands, analyzing and deducing information from hundreds of different scenes. Most great magi could not accomplish such a feat, but Qian Xianxian was no great magus.

At that moment, Tianhong Baohua, already empowered by the double augmentation of the Mystic Blood Sword and the Golden Body Sacred Form, slashed fiercely at him.

Those words made it plain enough: if one wished to ride on his coattails and enjoy the good life, one had to first make a contribution of one’s own.

Though her combat strength was far inferior to Ao Long’s, Mei Xinyi had so many puppets in her hands and could flee at any moment, so dealing with her was anything but easy.

Such a true divine throne, unlike one attained through one’s own cultivation, was blessed by the gods and laws of the high world; yet it was also bound and constrained by that world, lacking true freedom.

I do not know whether Qian Manman’s grandfather had been a great benefactor or a great villain, but he certainly could not have been some monstrous fiend, much less an ancient ghost of a century’s standing. Since he had no chance of alarming the underworld emissary to come and seize his soul, then the moment he died, his spirit should have been lingering within his own corpse.

“You’ve already lost your life, and you still care about money?” Bai Liyanyu said with amusement as he looked at her. Honestly, now that someone had set their sights on her, why still worry about that money?

As they passed through security and headed toward the tarmac, Ye Xiaomei still refused to leave, until those figures vanished completely into the night.

By the time he reached that point, he put on an expression of difficulty and said no more, looking entirely helpless, as though he himself were being forced.

“Thank you for helping me out. Truthfully, I really don’t want anything to do with that man anymore.” Ye Xiaomei said softly. “I don’t know why he came looking for me today either.” After saying this, she lowered her head again and fell silent.

Li Moran still wanted to say something to her, when he saw Ye Xiaomei suddenly hurry to the side of the road and retch violently.

But once he reached the shore, he was utterly dumbfounded. Desperate, he had gone into the water still wearing his clothes, which had indeed eased the immediate crisis and kept him from being exposed on the spot. Yet the maddening part was that he had completely forgotten there were no spare clothes to change into at all. What was he supposed to do now?

She and Yan Yun had known each other for a long time, and she had already given him her heart. It was only for her father’s sake that she had no choice but to enter the palace. Though the emperor was in the prime of middle age and handsome beyond the ordinary, she had already fallen in love with his son. How could she possibly force herself to continue serving the emperor?

But the more they resisted, the more fiercely their desires surged. What had begun as merely supporting one another soon became a matter of bodies pressing together, and they discovered, to their surprise, how steady and comforting that closeness could be.

The couple’s relationship, because of the divorce, had fallen to the very bottom. Neither would yield, and they were locked in a deadlock.

As soon as Shu Ning mentioned divorce, Qu Xiaoxiao was so delighted she nearly jumped into the air, practically ready to pop champagne and celebrate. After asking for Shu Ning’s address, she immediately took a taxi to the amusement park.