Chapter 42: Truly Not the Least Bit Polite

"I'm not here to practice calligraphy today," Lu Qingfei said.

"Then..."

Lian Qi had already prepared what he wanted to say in his mind, but just as he was about to speak to Lu Qingfei, a delicate voice rang out, "Grandfather."

At the doorway appeared a graceful woman dressed in a luxurious new-season gown. …

When Wu Yong finally regained some strength and tried to climb off Xiang Xiangna, he suddenly noticed something glistening at the corner of her eyes.

The hall erupted into laughter, and Yu Muxuan's face flushed red from embarrassment at Ye Ge's clumsy performance.

"Who's singing outside?" Xiao Yang'er listened to the continuing song, curiosity piqued, and went over to open the door.

After confirming that "Cao Bigfoot" had been present, Yi Yang grew especially cautious. He meticulously examined every suspicious trace on the ground, and his perseverance was rewarded; ten minutes later, Yi Yang fixed his gaze intently on a bush a meter in front of him.

"I just want to ask, lest I wipe you out without even knowing where you came from," Han Yu said coolly.

At first, many players were skeptical of this statement, but now, witnessing the sub-leader—whose head bore no player name—deliver such a devastating blow, all the Old Years players were shaken to the core.

The opera ended with a resounding success, the teahouse guests applauded enthusiastically, and as Chu Luan happily descended the stage with Ming Shen, a shrill, mocking laugh drifted down from upstairs, the tone both teasing and mellow.

"Of course. Otherwise, why would they keep me locked up here?" Wu Yong replied, imitating her tone.

Chu Yang thought to himself, this time, let's see who dares look down on me. Every child who leaves home hopes to return in glory and make their parents proud. Chu Yang was no exception. Watching his parents grow older day by day, how could any child not feel heartbroken?

"Is that so?" A faint blush appeared on Mei Ruolan's face, and to her surprise, she felt a trace of joy inside.

No sooner had Jin Ran gained his freedom than he lunged at Bai Yi, biting his ear with a look of triumphant cunning in his eyes.

"Is it that golden tortoise?" Zhu Tingxue, clever as ever, narrowed her bright eyes at Yan Shisan and spoke slowly.

However, Qingcheng was particularly concerned about the previous battle where Yin Peng and You Fang had joined forces to command the anti-Bear Alliance against the Exploding Bear Legion.

"You have a point, but who would dare cause such trouble in Hong Kong? Hong Kong is a society ruled by law. If I catch them, I’ll see that justice is done!" Deputy Director Zhao declared righteously. Yet, he thought privately, if this is a society ruled by law, how did the Green Dragon Gang come to be? Luo Qiang merely smiled and nodded, not exposing him.

"What? The Flying Tiger Squad? Helicopters?" The Green Dragon was stunned; he hadn't expected Luo Qiang to have colluded with the police. Now things were truly complicated.

Feeling the warmth and resilience on his arm, Qingshan's heart fluttered, but he remained rational and gently pushed Tong Xue away.

"No!" Ye Zixun shouted. She was determined to follow Luo Qiang—even if disaster awaited, she would rather be with the man she loved. Though she was no longer young and reckless, meeting Luo Qiang made her rediscover the self that once believed in love.

Chen Feng sighed. "Another one in pursuit of power." With that, he lowered his head and then extended two fingers.

"This matter..." Mu Zishan’s phone suddenly rang. Seeing the number, she quickly picked it up.

The new founding ancestor Wang Mang's expression finally softened when he heard this. According to the requirements of Emperor Jiang, the Ancestral Shaman, he swore an oath before the great god Pangu.

The earlier phone conversation hadn't gone into detail. Though the voice was as cold as ever, he could sense a tinge of anxiety.