Chapter 36: Caught in the Act

Qu Bonan had been working around the clock for three days. Finally finding a moment of reprieve, he returned to his hotel to take a shower.

Before he could even dry his hair, he received a call from Chu Shaowen.

He lit a cigarette. "Did you manage to get that eighty million back?"

Talk about hitting a sore spot.

"..."

Wu Yunong was seething with rage. Just as she was about to pull at the Qin family members to speak, she heard a commotion outside and had to swallow her fury to turn and open the door.

The dried blood on Yu Yuan's face was quietly flaking off. As he laughed, the scabs fell away, instantly revealing his handsome, fair face, which remained unmarred by even a single scar.

To face the cruel reality while still maintaining a kind heart—that was what Li Mo valued most! And what Li Mo valued above all else was Jiang Ting.

Lin Che fell silent. The Grand Preceptor’s words were true. Among the hundreds of martial arts manuals he had acquired, very few were for internal energy, and the few that existed were unorthodox, leaning toward insidious paths. Lin Che had chosen not to practice them, as they would do more harm than good to his future martial path.

These past few days, the entire Kaoshan Village had been bustling with activity. Some had even dug up the potato sprouts they had planted earlier to replant them with sugar beets.

Because the ten thousand cavalrymen under Mu Yi’s command had now surrounded them completely, any sign of resistance would be met with a barrage of sharp arrows.

The Great General found an opening and lunged forward again. The black wolf, though gripped by terror, showed no fear at all. It tilted its head, slamming into the Great General, and as the Great General fell, it sank its teeth deep into his throat.

"If those alien spirits and evil entities step into the forbidden land, won’t it be equally perilous if we encounter them?" Lin Zhujun asked.

If it weren't for the higher-ups worrying about being too conspicuous and keeping him under wraps, Su Yi’s terrifying power would have been on full display.

But at this moment, Mrs. Wang didn't care what they were writing at all. What did it matter if her reputation was ruined? As long as her Cao'er was saved, she cared about nothing else.

Immediately, Li Yaotian patted Pan Ziheng on the shoulder and walked toward the commander’s office. By the time he arrived, quite a few people were already waiting there. Most were familiar faces he recognized, though, of course, there were one or two strangers among them.

After listening, Xia Mo’er thought that this "Golden Leaf Hero" must be a decent person, but his background information was entirely blank, which left her feeling somewhat disappointed.

Perhaps this was for the best. Otherwise, if she and Yin Yihang were to walk up to him holding wine glasses in a moment, Chu Shiyu didn't know if she would even be able to speak.

Ye Xiao spoke with a look of helplessness, but his hands didn't stop moving. Spotting a high-quality inner core, he surreptitiously scooped it up and tucked it into his storage ring.

Xia Mo put down her hand, turned to the coat rack, took down a garment, and walked over to Qin Aofeng. She draped the clothing over her own shoulders, reached her hands toward Qin Aofeng’s waist, but froze just before her fingers brushed the belt.

"My name is Tan Sheng. What’s yours?" Since they didn't share a common language, Tan Sheng, who was fluent in English, naturally began to communicate with Hayakawa Yuriko in English.

Xiaoyan saw Ning Yue holding a needle but hesitating to act, feeling quite puzzled. Just as she was about to ask, she was interrupted by a voice calling from outside the door.

Her time with Yin Yihang had been very harmonious recently. He seemed to have shown great magnanimity; the fact that he let her go speak to Lin Feng today was enough to move her. Now that he was in a bad mood, it was only right and proper that she offer him some comfort.

"If the one trying to harm me were human, I naturally wouldn't be afraid, but... Brother Qi... I'm afraid of... I'm afraid of that vengeful spirit, Duan Ming!" After saying this, Ning Xue was so terrified that she immediately threw herself into An Ruiqi’s arms, burying her face in his chest and remaining perfectly still for a long time.

Returning to the room, they saw Xiaoyan and Han Yue happily tinkering with a colorful, butterfly-shaped kite.