Volume 1, Chapter 39: Huo Chenyuan, Can You Promise Me One Thing?

Jiang Yu’s heart hammered against her ribs, threatening to burst from her chest.

She could not speak of it. Not of her rebirth, not of Li Yaqin’s betrayal, and certainly not of how his life had ended in her past life. She could not utter a single word.

She took a deep breath, forcing herself to remain calm, and lifted her gaze, though she dared not meet his eyes.

"I was just careless," she murmured, her voice barely a whisper.

However—

"That is not what I asked."

Huo Chenyuan easily pierced through her facade.

"Your eyes." He stepped closer, the distance between them becoming dangerously intimate. "They changed the moment Li Yaqin was mentioned."

Jiang Yu’s body froze instantly. How could he possibly…? She stood there, awkward and stiff.

Huo Chenyuan’s towering frame completely enveloped her. The noise from the dining hall seemed to fade away, leaving only his low, pressing voice.

"Jiang Yu, what are you afraid of?"

Jiang Yu’s heart raced, nearly leaping from her chest. She could not speak of it. Not of her rebirth, not of Li Yaqin’s betrayal, not of his tragic end in her previous life... she could not say a word.

She drew a sharp breath, forcing herself to maintain composure. She looked up, though she still could not meet his gaze.

"I... I am just afraid of causing trouble for you and the Huo family," she said, her eyes cast downward, her voice faint. "With Miss Li’s background and education, she is the only one who can stand by your side. My origins..."

Huo Chenyuan’s tall figure continued to loom over her. The water in the faucet continued to run with a steady, rushing sound.

***

Jiang Yu’s heart beat wildly.

Huo Chenyuan studied her for a few seconds before handing her a tissue.

Hiding?

Of course, she was hiding. She was hiding her illicit thoughts and the delusions she had no right to harbor.

So, was it really Sean who had a grudge against these people, and that was why he kidnapped her? Jiang Nuan felt a sudden urge to vomit blood; she was utterly depressed.

"Orders are like mountains; you should return home early, sir," the officer said, his tone softening considerably once he learned the man was the father-in-law of General Zheng Yuan.

No matter how much she despised the Fifth Prince in her heart, or how much she favored the Third and Sixth Princes, the Fifth Prince’s ascension was already a settled matter. She would never help the Sixth Prince suppress the Fifth and cause the wars of the past to repeat themselves.

"Where is Wang Chengzi?" Director Gu asked calmly, his expression unchanging after hearing the report.

The bond between them was not merely about achieving double the results with half the effort in cultivation; as the bond deepened, the influence of their inner demons grew increasingly intense as well.

Ling Qiong could now touch certain objects. She instructed Sheng Ming-sui to wait for her outside while she went in to search.

These fire-rock crystals had evolved over long years by absorbing the rich, fire-attribute spiritual energy of the location; they were the dream of anyone practicing fire-attribute arts. The energy contained within these crystals was singular and pure. Whenever they appeared, they were highly sought after and of great value.

Regarding this, Yang Jian could only plunge his three-pointed, double-edged spear into the ground and kneel before Qin Jiu, knocking his head against the floor three times.

The oily middle-aged man instantly curled into a ball, collapsed to the ground, and began to wail.

"Fandie!!!" Keliye glared at Fandie, then urged, "Kelis, don't—don't open that diary." Of course, Kelis would not listen. The barrier that had troubled her for years was finally about to be broken; she would not give up now.

Players could only attack His creations and then, based on the information on the creation’s panel, obtain the NPC-style name: "Extra-dimensional Evil God, Spherich."

After all, parents naturally prefer their own children; how could they accept an outsider so easily?

This was a transaction between her and Jiang Yifeng—a simple favor. As for the rest, it depended on Jiang Qingyue’s own fate.

The First High School showed no emotional fluctuation over this victory, which had been a foregone conclusion. Those who needed to eat went to eat; those who needed to rest went to rest.

Xie Hanyuan lifted his eyelids at whatever the other person said, his gaze sweeping over Jiang Muqiao, who was eating fruit and watching a drama on the sofa. His eyes were cold and sharp.

A sense of unease inexplicably welled up in Concubine Liu’s heart. She opened the box with trepidation, only to see a man’s hand, middle finger raised, staring back at her, accompanied by a pungent smell of blood.

It was exactly as his great-grandfather had said: whatever Li Xingci let slip through his fingers was enough to sustain him.

If one thought about it this way, Albus was the most dangerous, followed by Ellie. Rama, with Anna by his side, was surely the safest.

The Thirty-Six Hands of Tiangang were created by the sect’s founder; even the sect leader had only comprehended thirty-four.

***

Who knew that just as he stepped out of the doorway, someone tripped him? The Imperial Uncle let out a startled cry and fell heavily into the corridor.

However, feeling the flying swords chasing him relentlessly from behind, he knew that if he died, he would lose any connection to the Imperial Jade Seal, let alone the world itself.

"Whether you want to sleep with me or kill me, you can do it now. I will not resist," Hua Qianyu shouted to the slaves.

Gently removing the hairpin from her head, Luo Jue pressed down on the corner of the bed and leaned against it, closing his eyes to cultivate his spirit in silence.

"It couldn't... it couldn't really be what we’re worried about, could it?" Tian Ye frowned, speaking to Bian Que.

The effects of these flames were excellent, and the more he looked, the more he wanted them, but they were simply too expensive. He couldn't afford them, so it was better not to look.

His forward speed had already exceeded the limit of sound, and a violent boom erupted. After such a long battle, Ye’s spiritual power was no longer at its peak.

Wang Gang was startled by my reaction and quickly pressed a button on the player in his hand. Only then did I realize the sound had been coming from the device. I quickly told him that scaring people to death was no joke, then hurriedly raised my arm to wipe the sweat from my forehead.

"Then you tell us, Hua," Reid said, looking at Lian Hua, while the others turned their gaze toward her.

"Yes, selling him now will not only earn money but also save our lives—killing two birds with one stone," Jane said, looking at Lucy with certainty.

"The cultivation world is inaccessible right now. And even if we could go, it would take a long time to refine such a quantity. If the quantity is high and the time is long, it’s hard to guarantee that news won’t leak. If that Meng Weiran is summoned, it will be a disaster," Young Master Long said.

Yang Jinxin could only accept the teacup, but she kept glancing toward the door, distracted. Qin Mu-yang, in a wonderful mood, drank his tea and stole glances at her from time to time, feeling an indescribable sense of contentment.

"No rush, no rush, I'll just wait." The visitor did not answer questions about his identity, only offering a faint, leisurely smile.

When Lei Bao left, one could see he was deeply troubled. If Wu Xi had scolded him, he might have felt better; they were all cheap bones who couldn't handle a kind word.

Su Jinqi finally looked at Shao An, then tremblingly picked up a corner of her robe and tore at it with force.

"And me," Meng Liang said, his eyes red. "If he dares to sleep, I'll shove a pile of dung into his mouth." After saying this, he rubbed his eyes and walked into the room.

Her clear voice was steady and unhurried, her black eyes as calm as a still lake, looking straight ahead without dodging or flinching.

"How could you accept this imperial decree?" Zhang Anshi was frantic. Huo Guang had been brilliant his entire life—how could he have a son like Huo Yu?

At the critical moment, it was Jun Yixiao who had a flash of inspiration, recalling the characteristics of the Burning Sun Technique, and forcibly converted it into a supreme sword technique. However, this Burning Sun Sword Technique had a major flaw: it could not be used for long, or Jun Yixiao would be unable to sustain it.

The military doctor, having rushed over, felt his heart settle slightly the moment he saw Yang Jinxin performing CPR. He quickly knelt down to begin his examination. Yang Jinxin let out a long sigh of relief; she had been so focused on pressing that she hadn't dared to stop to check for a heartbeat, terrified that if she let go, a life would be lost.

Following the madam’s shouts, all the surrounding shops knew she was in a difficult situation. On the roadside, from a dozen shops, thugs holding steel pipes and machetes quickly poured out. Before long, fifty or sixty armed men were gathered at the storefront.

Jun Yingzhi and Zhang Yong both came over to chat with Shi Hao for a while. Zhang Yong had become an absolute regular for Pescara, playing as a defensive midfielder and sometimes dropping back to center-back.