Chapter 51: The "Competition" of Exposing Skeletons in the Closet

"What kind of daughter could a person like that possibly raise?"

Lu Qin was no longer just dropping hints; she was brazenly tearing off the mask in public, dragging the original owner's shady past and Wang Cuifen's notorious scandals out into the open to use as weapons.

This tactic was utterly venomous!

Unable to attack her family background or her child, she chose to directly attack her character and her very roots!

All the relatives' eyes lit up instantly.

It's here, it's finally here! The biggest gossip of the night has arrived!

"Well, you're wrong about that. I wasn't the one calling the shots in the afternoon match. The four of you pick one, and I'll just lie back and coast," Qu Bo said, shaking his head and giving the younger sister a deep look.

Laibao asked me in bewilderment, "Why should I tell you guys? None of you will let me go, and I'm going to get yelled at anyway. This is all your fault." With that, Laibao looked as if he had taken offense, plopping himself right down onto my bed. Even if it was just his primordial spirit projecting out of his body, it was enough to disgust me to the core.

"Humph, I'm still quite confident in my own physical stamina. You'd better worry about yourself instead," Xing Ren said, assuming a starting stance and smiling easily at me.

Ma Zhi suddenly spun around, drawing his specialized blowdart with lightning speed and blowing a powerful, swift dart straight at me. I indifferently tilted my head to dodge it, knowing full well that you had already noticed someone trailing us—after all, the other party hadn't even bothered to conceal their aura at all.

To Li Shentong's plea of guilt, Li Shimin offered no response, nor did he pay any attention to Shi Wanbao lying on the ground nearby. His gaze remained fixed entirely on the direction of the city gates. Liu Shili had long since vanished from the ramparts, yet Li Shimin continued to stare intently at that spot without uttering a sound.

"Haha, my dear girl, I've missed you!" I meant these words from the bottom of my heart; I truly had missed her. Even though she never spoke a single pleasant word to me, for some inexplicable reason, I felt a deep sense of closeness to her.

And so, the crowd pulled out all their special skills, meticulously searching every single inch of Asking Emotion Peak, determined to turn the place upside down until they found Xiao Yu, even if they had to dig three feet into the earth.

Long Wei turned his head to look, only to discover that the owner of this voice was none other than the male celebrity named Wang Ming whom they had just run into earlier, the one who claimed to be Murong Lingwei's boyfriend.

"If you have the guts, come at me, you motherf***er!" Knowing it was futile, Qi Fei still let out a furious curse before continuing his pursuit on the run.

"Did anyone from the Holy See follow him along the way?" A sharp gleam flashed through the old man's eyes as if he had made up his mind.

These five divine needles would only emit such a signal when they encountered the remaining four. The fact that they were sending out this signal now meant that the upcoming auction definitely involved a divine needle, or at the very least, information pertaining to one.

That Paladin's demeanor and gait were extraordinary, and his armor was of a unique style—it belonged to his teacher, Uther. Arthas's hands trembled slightly as he gripped Frostmourne tightly. Suppressing the myriad of doubts and anxieties churning in his heart, he ordered his men to advance.

"Well, thanks a lot for that, huh?" Wang Jin said through gritted teeth. His body was unscathed, but heaven forbid this should give him psychological trauma. External injuries were easy to treat, but trauma of the heart was hard to heal! The pain below had subsided somewhat by now; Wang Jin's recovery ability was truly quite strong.

Reaching out to take it, he saw the seal was still intact and immediately opened it, knowing instantly by touch that there was nothing strange inside.

She never expected the situation to escalate to this degree. It seemed she and Lin Chen were in deep trouble today—and not just ordinary trouble, for whether she and Lin Chen would even survive tomorrow had become a question.

Wang Jin could only worry on the sidelines. The intelligence of this zombie had grown even higher; it had actually learned to toy with people. Mama Di couldn't speak zombie language, but the zombie could! The zombie was actually cursing Mama Di as a fool. With such high intelligence, what if something went wrong later and prevented him from borrowing the power of thunder and lightning to elevate his cultivation realm? Wang Jin found this prospect rather terrifying.