Chapter 102: Everyday Life
When Qin Huiyin got home, she happened to see Mrs. Wang returning in a disheveled state, her hair in a mess and her steps unsteady. When Mrs. Wang saw her, her gaze was as venomous as a serpent’s.
Qin Huiyin curled her lip and pushed open the fence gate, going inside.
From next door came Mrs. Wang’s furious cursing: “You little money-losing wretch, what exactly did that man say to you? Did he say he’d marry you?”
Tang Mingxiu sobbed, “Of course he promised. If he hadn’t promised, why would I have given him my body?”
The three of them knew what level of spell Fu Jiayin had used, and what kind of consequences it would bring.
To seize Xingqing Prefecture at the crucial moment when the Liao Kingdom attacked, they would have to enter the assault, reach an agreement with the Liao side, and use special weapons to destroy the city walls before taking Xingqing Prefecture in one stroke. Too many things had to be in place, and it even required cooperation from the Liao side.
A burst of light flashed, and Ye Haoxuan had already mastered the Divine Movement Art; his speed could now increase to a hundred times what it had been.
“I may want it, of course I do. But whether it’s me or Xinxin, it makes no difference who gets it. As long as it can strengthen the overall power of our guild, that’s enough,” Su Hao said coldly, his expression unchanged.
“Perhaps in your hearts, you simply regard them as ordinary structures like the fountain in White Silver City, but I want to tell you that these defensive towers are monsters too. It’s only because we and they belong to the same side that they do not attack,” Changge continued.
Chen Hai’s face darkened. Chen Long shared his surname, and he had wanted to claim some sort of family connection, but after he produced a genealogy for Chen Long to see, Chen Long bluntly said he was an orphan and that even his name had been given to him casually by the old man. So there could be no kinship between the two families. It was a ruthless slap in the face.
Tang Chen remained extremely composed, fighting while thinking over the best method, all the while searching for openings in the two of them.
“I understand,” Lu Fang said with a slight nod. He pulled the chair a little to the side, keeping some distance from Huo’er, and sat down straight.
“You’re courting death!” Luo Gelong rushed to the front. Seeing the level-five Teng Snake surging toward him, fiery divine-rune energy immediately coiled around his arm, and a fire dragon roared into life.
The old man Lin Hao had run into—who was he? No one else but Wang Jinlong, the former head of the Double Dragon Society branch in L City.
By the time Zhang Hua and Chen Jianghe arrived with a few police officers, the people of the Qin family in the corridor had already begun shouting abuse at the top of their lungs.
“Brother, you’re being too harsh.” A bearded man stepped forward and looked at Lu Wuya with an unfriendly expression, seeming rather arrogant.
Meng Zhu came back to herself, nodded, and after a moment’s hesitation said, “If you have something to do, go ahead and take care of it. Aunt Chen can go with me.” The trip to the hospital would probably take the whole morning; she did not want him to waste all his time here.
Her regret had been redeemed, but what about the regrets of those whose families had been destroyed and who had lost their wives and children because of her?
Lin Dayong had not expected him to be so thoughtful, or to say so much at once.
So she had been living atop a poisonous garbage heap all this time. How had the original owner ever chosen this trash mountain?
Of course Jiang Zhinian also understood that, with so many things having changed, she could not rely on fixed impressions to judge everything.
Lu Wuya smashed through the concrete in front of him and found that he had already reached the hollow inside the container. He raised his foot and crushed every insect nearby to death, leaving not a single one alive.
“What? Who? I told you, you went to the guesthouse today just to fool around with a man. Do you have no shame?” Jiang’s father roared in fury, lifting his hand to slap Jiang Li.
At the moment, the few of them were living in a makeshift camp, and the conditions there were far better than where Shen Wu lived.
That only made Agukos sneer at him all the more. After all, the other man was at least a formidable eighth-level grandmaster, and had once bragged as if he were invincible under heaven. Yet once he truly stepped onto the battlefield, this was how he turned out, his spirit crushed so badly that he dared not show his face again.