Chapter 59: The Path She Walked

Zhou Yuheng got out of the car and walked over to An Min.

"Where are you going so late?"

Zhou Yuheng looked up at the sky. Massive, heavy rainclouds rolled in dense clusters, and the air felt suffocatingly humid. A deafening crack of thunder rumbled in the distance.

"It's about to rain. Let me give you a ride."

Although Zhou Yuheng disliked the rest of the Zhou family, An Min was the exception.

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"He is indeed formidable. Even my full-strength strike didn't leave a single scratch on him," Leng Ji said with a soft sigh, feeling a sense of powerlessness as he recalled that clash.

A brilliant light flashed within Daoist Miaozhen's eyes while a powerful undulation slowly surged across his physique. With a wave of his arm, a beam of white light shot straight out.

The Ninjutsu Sect—a mysterious organization that once struck terror into the hearts of the island nation's people. Mention the Ninjutsu Sect, and one must ask: which person from the island nation did not fear it, did not feel absolute despair?

Hearing Long Hao's question, the Valley Master of Huangquan withdrew the hands he had kept clasped behind his back all along. Though his face remained hidden, it was not hard to guess the shock within his heart.

Refusing to accept his predicament, he tried several times in succession. Splashing around in the water looked rather comical, yet he gained nothing at all except for soaking himself from head to toe, looking utterly pathetic.

In the glow of the floor lamp, she raised her hand and examined the diamond ring on her fingertip. The hexagonal cut made the diamond face exceptionally brilliant, refracting a lustrous, glowing light.

Lone Wolf nodded and took the initiative to launch the attack first. He strode forward swiftly, targeting the geisha's left flank, while Liu Poqiang was not to be outdone, rapidly charging forward to assault the geisha's right flank.

"As the Prince of Yan says!" This response was as uniformly synchronized as if they had undergone brainwashing by a cult.

"Mom is currently carrying your younger brother or sister. If the two of you want a sibling, you can't be so cold to Mom anymore, and you mustn't hide from her either," Qiao Minghe said earnestly to his two sons.

She cast a ball of fire across the empty space to melt the snow, revealing a disheveled and miserable figure.

Mu Qingya naturally understood Noble Consort Li's intentions. That old nanny Zhao had secretly helped her handle countless dirty deeds; now that she was dead, while Noble Consort Li might feel a pang of grief, she would likely find herself much more at ease.

"There's no need. A mere three-tenths of its power was already enough to overwhelm me. Just tell me, what on earth do you want? If you are here to avenge Nightfiend, then finish me off decisively. Say nothing more, and do nothing more." Her words sounded very imposing, yet her tone was completely filled with entreaty.

Things turned out rather well this way. Huang Yuandu could not only continue to control the Right Secretariat, but he could also drive himself down a path of no return. One could easily imagine that if he refused the mission to serve as an envoy to the state of Shu, Huang Yuandu would certainly make a move. Capitalizing on the current wave of officials impeaching the Right Secretariat, and perhaps even joining forces with Huang Jiao and Pang Huai, Huang Yuandu would push him into a death trap.

As it happened, Daoist Jiuling saw that the day was growing late and ordered Li Sanzhen to beat the gong and call back the troops, telling everyone to return to their respective camps to rest and await an opportunity to capture Jiang Ziya on the morrow.

It was only at this moment that Pang Ying realized Huang Yuandu's dispatch of Song Zheng as an envoy to the state of Shu harbored malicious intent all along.

"Young Master Huang, you are far too polite. Why did you bring so many gifts over?" Qin Shiming said with a smile. Given Huang Yuandu's sudden arrival bearing so many gifts, Qin Shiming had already guessed his intention. However, since Huang Yuandu was a prominent young scion of Yanjing, Qin Shiming did not dare to offend him.

Feeling the gaze directed at her from above, Mu Qingya lowered her eyes just like everyone else and refrained from looking up.

"Zhu Chengwu, wait a moment. Isn't this action of yours a bit inappropriate?" Lin Tianfan said, frowning. While he desperately hoped that Kawano Shinako would receive fair treatment in China so that she would develop a sense of belonging to the country, Zhu Chengwu's arrangement still far exceeded his expectations.