Chapter 101: The Arrival of Li Xiao G
The presence of the vampire Clavin has always been a troublesome matter. It’s best to resolve it as soon as possible. However, yesterday, even the two werewolves had no idea where Clavin was hiding. Li Changsheng had no choice but to search on his own. With no other options, he decided to capture a vampire first and extract information about their stronghold.
Vampires lurk by day and emerge at night, so Li Changsheng had to wait until evening to seek out these nocturnal troublemakers and try his luck on the road. But before that—
“Young master, why do you say that?” Feng Yi, who had just arrived at the city wall, overheard Qin Feng’s words and couldn’t help but ask.
“Silence!” Haotian Ming’s roar exploded like thunder, making the nearby few ring in their ears.
A sharp gleam flashed in Lin Fei’s eyes. Then, like a bolt of lightning, he struck several acupoints on the elder’s body.
What Li Yu didn’t see was that right after he fled in panic, the Third Prince smiled at his retreating figure, but a deadly gleam flickered coldly in his eyes.
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Two massive steel plates retracted into the wall before extending out again, finally covering the enormous crocodile pool completely. Once the plates sealed together, no sign of the lurking danger beneath remained visible.
Yet now, wielding the Mountain Guard Formation, he was capable of matching the very best warriors of the Qingyun Kingdom.
Madam Liang’s words stirred young Master Liang deeply; his face flushed with emotion, words caught in his throat. He could only whisper, “Grandmother…” His eyes glistened, filled with gratitude and disbelief.
“Nonsense! You don’t need to say it! Today, I must teach you a lesson!” Haotian Ming’s fist sent Soldier Brother reeling, then he swung another punch at Ximen.
“As for the affairs of the Great Wilderness, I no longer wish to meddle. Whatever you do will not stir even a ripple within my heart,” Taowu said with a smile, sipping his tea calmly.
Song Mingtian’s expression remained composed as he formed a sword formation with his fingers. The youthful spirit of chivalry was unleashed as he executed the Eight Eternal Swords in a lightning-fast assault.
But the friendly wager between master and disciple, made when Old Fu inquired about her injured leg, was a secret unknown to the other classmates.
Everyone was frozen in place, too terrified to move, fearing a single misstep could ignite a fire and reduce them to ashes.
“Master, I have one more request. Could you please give me a copy of the diagram for the ‘Chronos Tianxuan Great Formation’ outside?” Han Li asked again.
At that moment, the half-open gate of the Mu family suddenly swung wide open, revealing Mu Jinyue and Mu Jinfeng stepping out.
“By the way, where is Miss Mo? Why did she also fail to show up today?” His gaze swept the surroundings before he asked again.
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“To send an envoy abroad in the name of a single government office is unprecedented,” Zhu Qizhen said after a long pause, managing only those words.
Mu Jinyue’s eyes scanned the six maids before her, all dressed uniformly and respectfully kneeling with bowed heads.
Pei Qingxi took the candy, peeled off the wrapper, and popped the coffee-colored sweet into her mouth. Looking at the colorful wrapper in her hand, she hesitated briefly before smoothing it flat and pressing it between the thick pages of a Chinese dictionary.
“I’ll go down and fish them out,” Wu Han volunteered, seizing a good opportunity to be on camera.
“I’m quite alert, and I can even zoom in on the mites on your face. The game’s realism has gone a bit too far,” Xu Yichen closed his eyes and shook his head. When he opened them again, his vision had returned to normal.
Ji Yunxi spoke bluntly, without beating around the bush, making the burly men blush furiously.
Behind Yun Yuyan, Han Lu and the ancient demon fox who had taken human form following Murong Yaocheng rolled their eyes in unison—one a fish, the other a fox.
Even when reunited under Murong Jinnian’s identity, those feelings had never changed from beginning to end.
Otherwise, how could one say Du Ran and his group were foolish? Weren’t they digging their own graves? They deserved the scolding, having lost all face in front of so many friends.