Chapter 151: People Come and Go

After Wen Yuezhe brought the two dead warriors to the outer residence, he left Wen Yueche and Physician Zhang behind to tend to them, then hurried back to report everything to Wen Yiru from beginning to end.

“You mean this was the Third Prince’s intention? He wants to take in those two fugitives?” Wen Yiru was horrified. None of these children born to concubines ever gave anyone a moment’s peace.

He had thought that having Wen Yueche alone was enough to give him a headache. Who could have imagined that this third daughter would be even more troublesome than her younger brother, actually daring to hide condemned criminals who had escaped execution?

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A pressure so terrifying that it could scarcely be described gradually radiated from Yiren’s body. It affected not only Momoshiki and the other two before him, but even Kaguya, beyond the borders of Takamagahara, sensed it.

Yet the farther Liu Cheng’s army traveled from Chang’an, the longer it took for news to reach the capital. Eventually, several days passed without a single message.

It was grander than anything ever depicted in a film, yet calmer than any film could be. None of the explosions or thunderous sound effects so common in movies appeared here. There was only a sky filled with fragments of rusted divine armor, whirling through the air.

If anything truly went wrong, he could only reveal his identity as the old man’s father in order to stop Black Zetsu.

Su Jin sat before the barbecue grill, continuing to roast her beloved chicken wings. Gazing at the scene before her, she felt utterly at ease.

By then, the spiritual energy between heaven and earth had begun gradually converging here, as though it meant to protect its true master.

Outside the Desolate City Hall, I heard Yan Zi ask her master in a voice hoarse from shouting, “Bai Zijia, what can you do for me? What can you give up for me? To what extent are you willing to sacrifice yourself for me?”

When Qianfei saw Bailan’s expression change, she felt uneasy as well. The Palace of Freedom was not a place they could enter and leave as they pleased. Qianfei glanced at Shui Muyan, her eyes filled with helpless confusion.

“Fuchangji, I’ll ask you one last time. Where—exactly—is Sijia?” Fury erupted from Shui Muyan’s eyes, on the verge of bursting forth, but Fuchangji merely let out a cold laugh.

Yet that familiarity could not affect his judgment. He gave a silent, rueful smile, then lowered his head and continued to toy with the four precious orbs.

However, the instant that thought arose, his expression suddenly changed, for his eyes were filled with the image of Xiao Tianyu.

Although Tang Yi was deeply curious about Mu Xianling’s eyes, he was in no hurry. Once he defeated her and made her his servant, he would have all the time in the world to examine them however he wished. He could study those strange eyes at his leisure then.

“So they’re looking for someone!” After hearing the two employees’ explanation, the executive vice president felt somewhat disappointed as well. He shook his head and left.

The fat man did not wait for the outcome. After disguising himself, he went straight back to another secret base belonging to the Youni military, then transferred aboard an escort ship via a military vessel.

“To be perfectly honest, Patriarch Murong, I already have someone in mind for cooperation.” Wei Jie shook his head slightly and spoke to Murong Kuang with complete sincerity.

The process lasted little more than ten seconds, yet it gave everyone the impression that an eternity had passed.

The exchange of glances lasted only an instant. The five or six enemies who charged forward split into two groups, three attacking Murong Banruo and Su Huan while abandoning Xiang Yu altogether.

After traveling for roughly another hour, the surrounding landscape abruptly transformed. A towering mountain suddenly appeared ahead, blocking Song Ming’s path. Frowning, Song Ming released his spiritual power in an instant, yet found nothing at all. It seemed that the only thing ahead truly was this single mountain.

Then more than a dozen dazzling flashlight beams began sweeping toward us. Seeing that the situation was turning bad, Faqiu Finger hurriedly led us into a water cavern on the left to hide.

The moment that name escaped his lips, Ji Jingxi suddenly froze. As far as he could remember, this was the first time Yang Qian had called him by the name recorded on the jade register in his presence. And when she spoke that name, it could clearly mean only one thing: she was utterly serious.