Volume 1, Chapter 22: A Nightmare, and a Salvation

After You Mingyi left, Lin Yuxia remained lost in thought, staring at her father’s will.

When things go against the norm, there is bound to be something sinister afoot.

Ye Ruoxi found strength from who knows where and shoved Mu Shengyi away. As luck would have it, she failed to stop Mu Jue from walking from outside toward the screen. Seeing two figures swaying not far away, he took a curious step forward.

Only after they had been gone for quite some time did Shi Sangyu sit up in a daze, her face etched with astonishment.

"If you were truly sincere, you would leave right now! I don't want to see you!" As if venting her anger, it was clear that Shen Lan had no intention of believing Yi Yan.

Qin Huainan turned his head to look at Shi Sangyu several times, his lips parting as if he were hesitant. When he finally spoke, he chose to change the subject and asked about her university life.

Ge Shulan pressed her hand against Siyue’s wound to temporarily stem the flow of blood. She pressed down hard, causing Siyue to stifle a groan. Pushing and pulling, Ge Shulan dragged the three of them into the wild thicket by the side of the road to hide.

But just as the man was about to succeed, a sword suddenly pierced his abdomen. With a spray of blood, he collapsed to the ground.

A chilly morning breeze blew by. Ling Ran heard the rustling of leaves beside her and couldn't help but tighten her coat. Her eyes remained fixed on the distance, waiting quietly for the arrival of Chu Yijun and the others.

The third eye on a Beast Spirit’s forehead can emit flashes of light, but like the abilities of the God-born, it requires consumption—a toll comparable to the demon-summoning arts of the Yuan-tier God-born. A typical Beast Spirit can usually only fire one such strike, so they do not use it casually.

As for other skills, such as English and Japanese, they remained unchanged as they had not been utilized.

As soon as Ling Ran entered the bedroom, sure enough, two white figures sitting on the edge of her bed stared at her in unison.

"No, no, how could I have any secrets from you?" Liguo forced a laugh, though she felt incredibly guilty.

Self-study was intended as time for students to practice martial arts, though, of course, many students would stay in their dorms to play games or go out to flirt—it was quite leisurely.

The two white men cast a look of disgust at the black man. However, it was still night, and with the pouring rain, the black man did not notice their gazes; otherwise, there would have been another upheaval.

"I truly give up on you." She leaned back against the sofa and closed her eyes. Is this what they call family affection? It is capable of stirring a touch of tenderness in someone who harbors a devil within, capable of making such a person wear that kind of expression—a feat that even ordinary people would find difficult to achieve.

Following his memory, Chen Yu walked straight back to the hotel where he was staying. Just as he stepped out of the elevator, his expression flickered slightly, though he returned to normal in an instant.

"Three penniless wretches, and they call themselves the Star Luo Royal Family!" Shen Nan curled his lip, tossing the storage pouch in his left hand before looking at an envelope in his right.

"Ten thousand?!" Situ Guo cried out in surprise, and the others widened their eyes as well.

"We shall see; it depends on the situation. Like last night—that was beyond our control. But when something must be done, it must be done, don't you agree?" Xia Muxi spoke lightly, as if she were discussing something that had absolutely nothing to do with her.

Bai Tianyu spoke with casual indifference, but Li Le was moved by his sudden gesture. Looking at the wind-chapped skin on his otherwise handsome face, she was filled with deep emotion.