Chapter 58: Fluctuations (Part Two)

Du Ruo thanked Lu Shi and entered the room, sitting there in a daze, unsure whether she should leave with her senior brothers or stay at the Lu residence.

I could barely breathe. The thought of making such a fool of myself in front of Yang Fan made me wish I could just smash my head against the wall.

With a slight wave of his hand, Boss Chu signaled Fang Jin to sit down, then walked aside, dragged a chair over, and sat down in front of him.

"Gai Jiuyou, I have come to slay you." The Lord of the Divine Ruins strolled forward, laws intertwining across his entire body, the resonance of the Dao thundering as if he carried the supreme laws of heaven and earth, his terrifying aura shaking the firmament.

He reached out a large hand to stroke my head—an action he had repeated countless times, yet he never grew tired of it.

Just then, the sales supervisor's scolding could be heard from the office, and shortly after, Yang Mei emerged with red, teary eyes.

Song Cheng completely ignored my words, lifted his right leg, stepped directly onto the high platform, and walked toward Feng Ruobai.

Smiling, I walked over to Ling Yefeng. With one arm around my waist and the other holding a leash with a dog, I found the sight inexplicably bizarre.

By this time, there were no military doctors left. The last physician had just fallen in battle, leaving the wounded to help and treat one another.

After my mother passed away, my uncle exerted immense pressure, insisting on holding Lin Jiajia accountable, while relatives and friends from the Fu family also joined in to stir up trouble.

Xu Yang had not expected to hear commoners discussing the Nine Phoenixes in this place, nor had he anticipated that the Nine Phoenixes were regarded with such legendary reverence by these frontier folk. However, before he even had time to feel pleased, he heard the man speak.

Li Nan tried to stand up, but realizing his limbs had remained stiff for too long, he found that although his injuries were fully healed, his hands and feet were still somewhat numb. With wide eyes, he slightly stimulated his neural functions before slowly recovering.

Xue Yun observed them closely, and upon seeing their shimmering golden scales, he seemed to understand something.

"Sit here." Qian Ruoruo nudged herself toward the other side of the bed and patted the empty space beside her.

Mo Xueji ran and ran across the snow-covered ground, only stopping when she turned back and could no longer see her father or mother.

***

Liuhuo meticulously recounted every event that had transpired since leaving Wengang to Zhongli. He spoke in great detail, omitting not a single nuance, and even thoroughly described the internal factions within the Fortune Sect.

"If I hadn't sensed something was wrong with you today, were you planning to keep hiding this from me until you drifted into an eternal sleep, weren't you?" Jing Mexuan asked in a low, chilling, and accusing tone.

Just as Liuhuo was growing somewhat embarrassed by the uncle-master's praise, an elderly voice suddenly echoed from the top of the stairs.

In the past, he was always the one teasing her, driving her into a burning fever of passion; now that the roles were reversed, it felt immensely satisfying.

General Zhongli was currently at the front lines, and naturally sensing that something was amiss, he shouted to his son, Zhong Jianding.

"The two of you go to the western wing, and His Majesty shall take this room!" Long Yuqi instructed regarding the sleeping arrangements. Before he could finish, Gu Xiao loudly protested.

Turning his gaze back to Long Yuqi, his previous stern expression vanished, replaced entirely by tenderness.

Wenyana sat in the courtyard, holding a freshly plucked rose handed to her by a servant, leisurely tearing apart its petals.

Zhao Si shivered in fright, repeatedly answering in the affirmative, and then recounted the entire matter from beginning to start, leaving out no details.

Closing the door, the smile faded from Tang Xin's lips, and the serenity in her eyes was replaced by a hint of sorrow.

The attendant pulled open the two heavy doors, exposing the decadent and dissolute scene within.

Xiao Dikai's martial arts skills were far inferior to Xiao Diyuan's, and he originally had no wish to step forward, but since Xiao Hong had given the order, he had no choice but to draw his sword and come forward to assist.

"Kiss me, and I'll get up..." Guang Zhenyu said flatly, without a trace of joking or teasing in his tone.

His eye sockets would gradually sink in, his cheeks grow thin and withered, his lips dry and pale, slowly transforming into someone entirely different.

Major Brian cursed inwardly, abruptly shifting the Ashe's course and swiftly soaring high into the sky, trailing that plume of thick smoke being gradually dispersed by the gale-force winds.

***

With a slight ache in his heart, he looked at his beloved blade, its surface now covered in a web of cracks.

There were far too many discordant factors within the Xie family... yet the family remained the envy of outsiders.

Regardless of what its actions signified, as long as it did not actively attack us, we naturally had no desire to provoke such a spirit-beast. Exchanging glances, we lowered our rifles, half-believing and half-doubtful.

Qianna had wanted to be direct and make things clear to Suzaku! As a result! As a result! Fuji Zhouji tossed the topic right back at her.

Fengfeng was in high spirits. As she turned to leave, she accidentally bumped into Xie Yaoyao, who had come from out of nowhere. Both stepped back; Fengfeng was caught by Xie Jie standing nearby, while Xie Yaoyao was steadied by Xie Zhan, who had just emerged from the doorway.

This old saying means that when an elderly person is critically ill, if deceased relatives come to accompany and guide them, it indicates their days are numbered and they are about to pass away; conversely, it suggests the elder still has a chance of recovery and will not die. In some regions, it is also said that "a household without ancestral ghosts harbors no harm to its kin."

"Why aren't there higher-value gifts? Grinding away like this is just too exhausting," the number one super fan typed out in the chat.

Imperial Noble Consort Yan walked up to the emperor, her icy gaze fixed upon him, neither speaking nor offering a greeting.

If word of this got out, it would make people laugh their heads off, accusing Shanghai Television of bullying others.

"Father, today's affair was merely an accident. No one could have foreseen it; please do not blame the Fourth Sister," Xiao Xiwei said, looking at Xiao Yan.

Only now did they realize that they seemed to have provoked someone they should never have crossed. The opponent's effortless demeanor clearly indicated a strength vastly superior to that young aristocrat. Since their own capabilities were roughly on par with the youth's, an adversary capable of instantly killing one of them could easily wipe out all of them.

"Didn't she receive a reward in the palace? Just grab anything from that to settle the debt," the Third Concubine sneered.