Chapter 32: A Vendetta That Can Never Coexist Under the Same Sky!

On the streets of Le'an County, a nimble figure darted through the various thoroughfares. By the time she came to a halt in front of Huichun Hall, she was already burdened with two large bundles on her back.

"Grandpa Wei, I'm back!" Lu Shijiu shouted toward the inside as she knocked on the door.

With a creak, the door opened from within.

"Baiji? Didn't Grandpa Wei tell you not to go near the courtyard gate?" Seeing that it was a pale-faced Baiji who had opened the door, Lu Shijiu couldn't help but feel a bit puzzled.

"Susu, you're overthinking things. What 'third wheel'? Hahaha!" Mu Wei couldn't help but burst into laughter.

"You jerk!" Zhi Qian was furious; she struck out with a palm, and a burning pain immediately flared on Yun Wan’s cheek.

Su Munan smiled, instantly discerning the situation from the old emperor's expression. This gamble of his could be described as nothing short of brilliant. Having followed the Crown Prince for many years, he understood the prince’s temperament better than anyone. If they were to barge in now and ruin the prince’s mood, it would be they who truly suffered.

"How could that be? Besides, it’s on my way to work anyway, so I might as well drop you off," Yin Ziye said.

Huang Qianqian was seething with anger; she rushed in front of Han Yingshuo and blocked her path.

Furthermore, the survivors were currently, on average, still at the late stage of Foundation Establishment. The Heavenly Star Sect had taken in too many unconditional recruits, whose low strength would only make things more difficult to manage.

Wen He felt the world spinning; her body was like a ball, batted back and forth and colliding with everything.

Feng Qingyao glanced at the meat skewers; they had been grilled for so long that their original color was unrecognizable. Unable to bring herself to dampen Lord Mo’s enthusiasm for his work, she accepted them with reluctance.

Huo Yunting immediately opened his mouth to eat, and just like that, the two of them—one feeding and one eating—worked with remarkable tacit understanding.

The real trouble with this couple was the people behind them. If evidence could be found, the man's family would no longer protect him.

Thus, although Ye Bufei had married Lin Yanran, he had gained nothing more than a marriage certificate; he was still a long way from truly winning the beauty's heart.

Under the sunlight, the lines of Ye Sui'an's muscles were fluid. Having been exposed to the sun for days, his skin was no longer as fair as it had been.

Sword intent swirled around Ye Sui'an. As the raindrops, which fell like willow strands, drew near, they were instantly sliced into veils of mist.

Ruan Yunsheng stood with her back to the screen, peeling off her clothes one by one before stepping into the tub. "Hiss," she gasped, her exhausted body reacting to the hot water after two days of relentless travel and poor sleep. Lying on the bed, Lu Zhizhou turned his head and swallowed hard.

To these bumpkins from the countryside, even if they were killed, it would have no impact on them at all.

Lu Zhizhou could not sit up and remained lying on the bed. Ruan Yunsheng rested her feet beside his waist; the sight of him raising his head to apply medicine to her just moments ago had been quite comical.

It spread its wings and flapped them vigorously, rising several feet with each beat, climbing bit by bit along the sturdy branches of the tree where the golden eagle had built its nest.

For them, revealing their true forms meant abandoning the hard-won spiritual wisdom they had cultivated, reverting back to being dull-witted beasts.

"That can't be, right? The Emperor’s word is final; how could he go back on it so easily?" Ye Wucheng’s eyes suddenly widened as she looked at her sister in disbelief.

I finally let out a sigh of relief. At least one thing wasn't about a disappearance. But since it wasn't a disappearance, why would Jiang Qiaoxi be looking for me? She wouldn't be asking me to handle her affairs at a time like this, would she?

Chu Lianyi murmured, her face ashen. This was her fate; she would rather die than betray the Heavenly Gate. Yet, the thought that she would never see me again before she died left a lingering regret in her heart.

This was a genius with the potential to at least reach the level of a Great Power in the future, or perhaps even step across the threshold of the God Realm. If the Lian family were to kill him halfway, it would be an unbearable blow to the Jia family.