Chapter Twenty-Five: You Did This On Purpose

As expected, Luo Yunmian’s resignation letter was rejected by Fu Tingshen, who insisted that they discuss it only after at least a month had passed.

Closing her laptop, she was granted a week of vacation, which was perfect timing for her to visit the furniture mall to pick out the decor she had her heart set on.

Her parents had taken Duan Hua back to Beijing to recuperate, leaving Luo Yunmian to enjoy a rare moment of tranquility. Neither Fu Tingshen nor Fu Yanchi bothered her.

She went to view the apartment in District 3 of Deepwater Bay; it seemed her grandmother had already arranged for someone to prepare it according to her preferences.

"No one is getting near Sinmola!" Faruba used flames to scorch the tentacles wrapped around him, indifferent to the fact that his own body was being burned as well.

Although the ancients lacked understanding of the Blood Moon, for the two of them, the night of the Blood Moon represented a golden path home. However, there was one thing that had to be done before they could return! No longer in the mood to admire the scenery, the couple hurried home to pack their things.

"Oh no!" Guo Rong felt a jolt of alarm. The zombie was only a meter away from him. If it sensed anything amiss and decided to attack, he could strike it down with a single step. But Zhang Zhao did not move, and neither did he dare to. Perhaps there was still a chance to turn the situation around.

It was truly typical of Madman to be so impulsive. He had assumed that with such a significant matter, it would take at least ten days or half a month of preparation before a report could be made, yet he had just shown up like this. Did this guy really think this was just a spontaneous trip?

"Every day, there are countless rumors about me in the media. Some say I’m in the mafia, others say I’m laundering money, and so on. If I had to respond to every single one, I’d be exhausted to death! They can make up whatever stories they want, as long as they don’t cross my bottom line. Besides, what the hell does this have to do with you?!" Hugo retorted bluntly.

"Damn it! Hugo, I’m not taking the blame for this! You were the one who drove Ranieri out, not me!" Cely hadn't expected Hugo to shift the blame onto him.

It was not yet the era of the prosperous Tang Dynasty. Many commoners left home to work; due to urban development and the pursuit of a better life, people frequently moved about. Consequently, those who were living reasonably well liked to hire others to help them, which always felt like a comfortable arrangement.

Ye Tan suddenly let out a sound from his throat that resembled a beast, and then an ice cube fell from his palm. It hit the ground without shattering, as if searching for something; everything he had dropped there previously was being absorbed.

Qiu Mu nodded at him, walked to the outdoor corridor, and took out his phone to scroll through it. His gaze lingered on the newly saved number for a long time before he finally pressed the call button.

This time, Bao Ping had truly poked a hornet's nest. Upon receiving the order, the mutant night demons on the roof dropped down like dumplings into a pot, opening their wings only when they were four or five meters from the ground. They swarmed toward Bao Ping, prepared to beat a dog that had fallen into the water.

However, what he hadn't expected was that Tuoba Yan, a man who appeared so forthright, would betray him, nor did he expect Qi Chengyuan to treat his savior in such a manner.

While Qiu Fanghai was indeed a star athlete at school, he was still just an ordinary person. Given his reaction speed, how could he possibly have dodged Chen Xiao’s kick?

After saying his goodbyes and leaving, Ling Duyi drove to Guanguan Mountain Town, where it was already three in the afternoon. The accumulated snow there had begun to melt. Hu Mei'er insisted on wandering around town.

Killing intent congealed sharply in Ye Zhenfeng’s eyes as his figure once again transformed into a rainbow, streaking into the battlefield. Whenever he saw multiple Dao Emperors surrounding one of his own, Ye Zhenfeng would instantly intervene. With a flash of black radiance from his "Demon Slayer," he would claim a life in an instant.

When Ling Duyi appeared in the villa in Panshan Village, it was already past three in the afternoon. As soon as he emerged, Qingying wanted to head to Zhongzhou—not just to check on the situation at the Lingtian Building, but also to explore the city and experience the festive atmosphere of the New Year there.