Chapter 63: I Will Never Bully You Again—Hang in There, Won’t You?

“Deal. Once it’s done, I’ll arrange for someone to get you out of the country. But you must act before tonight—there’s no time left,” Liu Lijuan said.

“Relax. I’m the fastest in the business. No one can match me. That’s why you came to me, isn’t it?” the man replied.

Liu Lijuan said nothing further, turning to leave the teahouse.

Half an hour later, the man tucked the money into his bag, then picked up the photograph from the table, gazing at it before flicking it with his finger. He muttered to himself, “So young… such a beautiful face… what a pity. Tonight will be your last.”

Lin Hui and Fang Wenxuan returned together to the detective squad, saying not a single word along the way.

“Li Yao, don’t worry. I’ll help you return to your true self, and when the time comes, I’ll hold you close!” Night Burial clasped Li Yao’s hand, and Li Yao’s face was moved.

“Of course I went,” Qianyu lay down again, grinning, “I’ve been longing for that place for ages—now’s the perfect chance to see it. I suppose that guy must have gotten the news by now?” No sooner had she spoken than the phone rang abruptly.

But when she saw Zhan Zhao use his own body to shield Lord Bao from the sword, a torrent of fury surged from her, sending chills through the nearby Azure Frost Flames, who instinctively retreated a step. So it was the master who’d been provoked.

“So the fake became real,” Qianyu chuckled hoarsely, turning to hand something to Bumei and the others. “Go exchange it for something useful.” Yuantai and his friends cheered and dashed off.

Zhan Zhao took the item and examined it carefully. It was completely snow-white, radiating cold, with seven sapphires set in the shape of the Northern Dipper.

Ruolan gently stroked Zhan Zhao’s silky black hair, speaking softly to encourage him. Zhan Zhao shuddered slightly and raised his head, his jade-like face instantly regaining its former confidence and brilliance.

A menial? Who? Himself? What a joke—he’d become the errand boy.

“I’ll introduce the teacher to you this afternoon. Dismissed for now!” Iruka said awkwardly.

After much deliberation, he finally decided to heed Xiang Shou’s advice: first welcome Gan Mao’s troops, then decide what to do next.

“It’s alright.” He comfortingly patted her head. She’d clearly been frightened today; though there was danger yesterday, she hadn’t reacted this way.

Today was Qi’er’s first meeting with envoys since becoming emperor, and also his first outing since entering the palace. So, despite his efforts to conceal it, the joy between his brows made Hua Xuanji’s lips curl in a smile.

“Hahaha, just wash up and go to bed! Where do you get such confidence?” With that, I hung up, paused for two seconds, and saw Yue Tang staring at me blankly. Remembering what I'd just seen, I hurriedly pulled Yue Tang to the window.

Xu Linxian feigned shock, then looked to the elders of the Shanhe Sect, who all shook their heads, indicating they knew nothing.

Li Yun stared at the hand gripping Su Ren’s neck, covered in bruises, falling silent. After a long time, she raised her head and closed her eyes, as if forcing back tears that threatened to spill.

The current Han dynasty, ravaged by these parasites, was nothing more than a dead dragon, its body still intact but its insides rotted to mere decayed wood.

Suddenly, dozens of alloy knives appeared beside the muscular figure, forming a metal storm that engulfed Luo Ze without holding back in the slightest.

Of course, the process would hardly be so smooth—troubles and unexpected twists were likely.

At this moment, the corpse demon’s soul had already fallen and dispersed, its eyes vacant and devoid of intelligence, movements guided purely by instinct.

“Do you remember how the bugs went mad, started attacking each other, then suddenly stopped, and retreated?” Zhao Yiding’s face broke into a sly grin, which made Luo Ze breathe easier despite the annoyance.

Dian Wei under Cao Cao did not take in the Mandate of Heaven, nor did Liu Bian’s second brother Guan Yu, nor did Gongsun Qu’a beside Liu Bei; each gave up this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.