Chapter 47: The Leader’s Sniper Rifle

“Damn it!” Halima crouched in the gap between the seats, watching his men wailing outside the car, and slammed his fist angrily against the door.

He was actually only a dozen meters away from the villa’s entrance, yet for those mere meters, he didn’t dare charge forward…

The entire stretch was open ground—if he took a single bullet, he’d be finished!

“Boss, what do we do now?” Samuel was curled up under the passenger seat, his whole body trembling. The bulletproof glass beside him was on the verge of shattering. This wasn’t how bulletproof cars were meant to be used!

“Young man, I must admit you have a discerning eye! In my life, I was indeed a great general in the imperial court. But when the birds are gone, the bow is put away—though I won half the empire for the emperor, in the end, I was still rewarded with a cup of poisoned wine.” The drought demon, speaking of his past, relaxed his claws from Liansheng’s shoulder, and Liansheng let out a sigh of relief.

Nangong Qian didn’t know exactly how effective the healing water would be for cultivators, but she knew one thing for certain—this healing water was vitally important for Ye Feng.

Lin Yu shook his head to banish these worries from his mind. Indeed… he had no choice but to go.

Zejin wielded his blade with flawless grace, the sword moving as if it were part of his own arm. After completing the routine, he sheathed the blade without the least sign of fatigue, his breath steady and unruffled.

“From now on, you’re a member of Class Four. As it happens, two students were expelled today for cheating in their exams—you’ll fill one of those spots,” Dugor said, fanning himself. He even pointed to the elegant characters written on the scroll, all penned by his own hand.

Her body rigid, her heart growing cold, aching with pain, Su Meiyu stared at Wei Junsheng, who after shouting for so long actually looked a little flushed. Tears welled up and fell as she parted her lips, reaching out to grasp him, but he flung her aside. She staggered, barely managing not to fall to the ground.

Even he was startled—it was unmistakably the voice with which, years ago, he used to call her. So full of affection, joy, indulgence, longing.

With a vast spiritual power of five thousand, he could easily spare two hundred as scouts, and even if they were lost, it wouldn’t trouble him.

“I’m conflicted now too. I really don’t know what to do with him.” Su Nuannuan flopped onto the bed, eyes fixed on the ceiling, her expression a little dejected.

Yang Xiruo kept silent, but when the cotton swab soaked in medicinal wine touched her wound, she couldn’t help but flinch, clicking her tongue twice in pain.

“No, Dad isn’t much good at chess,” Bai Qu replied honestly; He Father’s skills were just a notch above beginner.

Jia Ping fell silent at that. If an ordinary person had spoken those words, he would have called them a fool. But coming from the lady who could defeat the old master in thirty moves and wield leaves and petals as weapons, he could not retort—she had the right to say such things.

“The old man has already sent someone; I was stopped and turned back,” the officer in black reported honestly.

Yet they didn’t dwell long on matters of the heart, but continued onward up the mountain, probing the way ahead with their spiritual senses.

Bai Qu knew his father-in-law didn’t like him; he could understand why, and could only try his best to win him over.

How could Min Xue’er forget the school rules? The very reason she didn’t let those people act openly was because of the regulations.

“Yes, Mom will agree to anything you ask.” Seeing her finally relent, Bai Rushuang’s face lit up with excitement.

Countless spider threads pierced those “eyes,” and the flames clinging to them released a torrent of heat, burning the orbs to ash.

A man stood there, a shining iron circlet upon his head, his whole body aglow with golden light. In his hands he held a golden staff taller than himself, which he rested across his shoulders, his arms draped over it.

The two bodyguards who had come along stayed outside, but Officer Ying Kang, unwilling to let Guan Zu out of his sight, followed him into the amusement park. They had arranged to go rollerblading together, and the venue was semi-public.