Chapter 50: Indeed, Compensation is Due

The strange feeling they experienced while peeping grew stronger and stronger until one day, Uncle Gen noticed someone spying. He shouted and chased after them, scaring them into fleeing like wild rabbits, after which they never dared to go again.

Wei Feng hung up the phone. Taking advantage of the break, he decided to return to his dorm. He wondered what his three roommates would think upon seeing him—vanishing for over a month for no reason and then suddenly reappearing. It must feel pretty surreal, right?

Using Dina to manage those evil drow and slave soldiers had one major advantage: Dina was far more familiar with them than he was, and she knew how to keep them thoroughly disciplined and prevent any chaos.

And that pair of high heels on her feet—judging from her walking posture, it was obvious that walking in them was not something she excelled at.

"Old Zhou, you guys go on out first. It's very dangerous inside," Big Head turned and said to Old Zhou. Big Head had maintained a good relationship with Old Zhou all the way here, and he didn't want Old Zhou to take risks now.

A strange creaking sound seemed to emanate from the atmosphere. Yin Sanren's Taoist robe fluttered without any wind, but in the end, she lowered her gaze and handed the scented note to Li Xun.

The drow possessed keen eyesight and naturally noticed the arrival of Lord Doro. At a call from one of the drow, they continuously emerged from the caves, waiting to be inspected by Lord Doro.

Mei's curvaceous body was already pressed against the screen. Her hurried breathing seemed to indicate the girl's inability to restrain herself and her infatuated confusion, and her gradually warming, burning body appeared to be the best implicit language.

Shen Yanbo remained silent, merely standing up from his chair and walking toward the bedroom, stepping steadily to the doorway of the bathroom.

On both sides of his cheeks, he wore dark brown striped patterns, making him look closer to a shaman. His hair was very short and gray, accompanied by a matching short beard.

"What are you afraid of?" Bai Fan revealed a gentle expression, reaching out to stroke the heads of Chihatsu and Chiyuki.

Gu Nanqiao's face remained expressionless. This silence almost made Xiao Fangran mistakenly believe she had been persuaded, but the words that left her lips conveyed an entirely different meaning.

After walking for about another ten minutes, Gofila arrived in front of a secluded side hall in the deepest corner and came to a stop.

Su Yiyang had previously gained a basic understanding of the situation at Spring Scenery Garden. He had originally assumed the trickiest part would be the theatrical troupe's iron triangle, so from the moment he walked in, every action and even every word was an invisible confrontation, firmly holding the upper hand.

Madara now completely lacked his initial dominance, devoid of that heaven-defying arrogance of invincibility. He looked like a twilight elder, his eyes dim and devoid of luster.

"Brother, I wish you luck with your mother-in-law," the driver specifically rolled down the window when getting out of the car, offering a loud word of encouragement to Zhao Lei.

When waking up the next day, the sun was already high in the sky. He hadn't woken up naturally, but rather was jolted awake by a series of knocks on the door.

As for why Lin Mo did not utilize Kaguya's power, it was because he wished to avoid having Kaguya touch slaughter unless absolutely necessary. He feared mistakenly causing Kaguya to perceive that power was the root source of bringing peace. How would that differ from the original work? It would completely contradict Lin Mo's initial intention.

Fan Lingchu had just recovered from a major illness, and his complexion was still somewhat pale. However, once he painted his face in elaborate theatrical makeup and donned Xiang Yu's costume, he inexplicably brought a touch of the Western Chu Overlord's heroic spirit down from the stage, and his speech became full of robust vigor.

"I tried to save him, but he pushed me up instead! Detestable, detestable!" Meng Long hammered the ground in anger, unconsciously dropping to his knees.

Amidst his overwhelming joy, Nalan Xuan also secretly admired Nalan Mingzhu for being perceptive and knowing how to tailor his approach to different people, using Pei Wufu's proud nature as the breakthrough point.

What could be seen at that time was clearly a stretch of mud, dust, and an entirely earthy-yellow hue, yet later they somehow inexplicably followed the main force into this military base.

"Alright, I have some wine here. There isn't much left, but you should take some back to taste it—it has a unique flavor. You're busy, old friend, so I won't keep you."

Yet Wanyan Aguda did not have that much money either. If it could have been seized by force, he would have seized it long ago.

Although they did not know the name of that mysterious figure or where he came from, they all knew one fact: since Dongfang Lengyu was able to defeat the disciples of Cui Yongxing and Kang Zhijian, the driving skills of that mysterious person certainly would not fall short of Cui Yongxing and Kang Zhijian.

Having already been injured from his previous fight with Dongfang Ruiqing, tossed about all the way by Li Tan, and then rapidly shuttling back and forth among the twelve peaks, the young man was already physically and mentally exhausted. Furthermore, with none of the four holy fire seeds by his side to provide support and protection, even his body—strengthened through physical tempering—could hardly endure such intense pressure, and he simply could not hold on any longer.

Once all preparations were complete, Xiao岳 (Xiao Yue) began to draw upon the primordial energy of heaven and earth. Rich primordial energy surged in frantically, and within a short moments, Xiao Yue's pores expanded as his body filled with elemental energy.

Managing the grain and forage for Fengzhou, handling the administration of Mianxian, and supervising and guiding the indoctrination and military drills of the first and second battalions kept Luo Yin extremely busy. Yet what caused Luo Yin the most distress was dealing with Wang Zongjie.

Although the industries involved by various gangs varied widely, they shared a common characteristic: their illegal operations were largely identical, encompassing prostitution, gambling, and drugs. Through accumulated time, these syndicates had gradually evolved into a massive underground criminal force, becoming a malignant tumor within Fushan County.

As Yuan Qingzi uttered the final word "kill," employing some unknown divine ability, the dozens of people beneath the high platform felt their hearts involuntarily shudder, cold sweat streaming down as they chorused, "Understood, Immortal Master, this disciple dares not." Yet inwardly, they were all thinking that cultivators were indeed as cruel and unreasonable as the rumors suggested.

For a personage of his status to spare two days to waste time here with everyone was truly a rare and remarkable thing.

With a cultivator possessing such extraordinary innate talent and potential, Lin Rufeng was genuinely terrified that if he met Chen San again in the future, Chen San might hold a grudge over today and ruthlessly strike him down. That was why he offered an apology just as they were about to part ways.

Unfortunately, Mu Yonghuai and Lady Li did not see their sweet dream come true; on the contrary, things turned out entirely contrary to their wishes.

Witnessing the sincere expressions of the couple Wu Yue, Chen San lifted his right hand slightly before lowering it again, allowing the couple before him to prostrate themselves in salute.