Chapter 30 Let Him Taste His Own Medicine
“I’m in the private room’s restroom. Does General Manager Chen really think I’m afraid of skipping the bill?”
Chen Guang was rendered speechless.
Leaning against the restroom door, Luo Yunmian slowly slid down until she was sitting on the floor, her heart filled with bitterness.
Yes. When had Fu Ting深 ever truly cared about her feelings?
Never.
It was only that she herself had sunk too deeply into the whirlpool of their six-year relationship. The devotion she had poured into those six years had become a heavy shackle, making it impossible for her to break free with ease.
She thought—
As it turned out, this thing’s specialty was not simply being loudmouthed, but launching a terrifying sonic attack. The noise alone was unbearable, but what was even more frightening was the possibility of triggering a cave-in. Once this “cavern” collapsed, well, our whole group would have to abandon our fleshly bodies and become ghosts.
The old Daoist grinned. “Fellow cultivators, do not laugh. If I had not used the Five Thunder Technique to frighten Boss Li here just now, my body would not have become so weak. But…” He sighed and shook his head. “Even without that, I would hardly have been in good shape.”
There was also a towering custom-built aquarium. Any single fish inside it was worth an ordinary person’s wages for an entire month.
Huang Junqiang gazed at Zhang Ruofeng, whose cold smile perfectly blended arrogance with smugness.
Su Meng closed her eyes and basked in the pleasure, sensing someone sit down in the seat that had been empty beside her all along.
From Glorious Fury to Dog Thirteen, then to Li Mi’s Conjecture, The Deadly Affair, and The Liquidator, Cao Baoping’s standards for maintaining his principles had fallen lower and lower as he catered to the market—partly because of the market, and partly, naturally, because of the broadcasting authorities.
When its dance ended, the firewood that had originally been soaking wet was completely dry, while the ground beside the woodpile was covered with round beads of ice.
Yun Xuan instinctively looked in the direction Su Yunliang had indicated, but found nothing there.
The host and Dao Lang from Lu Jietian first proceeded with the other segments, while Nanshan High School continued waiting backstage.
Zhao Fengnian had been deeply moved as he listened from the side, but the final sentence made him widen his eyes. Like a sulky child, he forcefully let out a loud “hmph.”
The elder sprang to his feet and charged furiously out the door, but immediately realized that something was wrong. The density of the gunfire had already far exceeded anything he could have imagined.
These demon rabbits seemed impossible to kill. Each time Azure Dragon struck, the rabbits only grew stronger. Even when Azure Dragon split one of them in two with a single blow, it somehow remained alive; the two halves drew together and restored themselves to their original form.
A vast pressure surged outward. Wei Daoyu was utterly cold and ruthless. No sharpness showed upon the pitch-black Earth Spirit Blade, but when the five illusory blade shadows overlapped with it, the force of its edge rose instantly to its utmost peak.
After they fought for a while longer, the Grand Onmyoji suddenly let out a terrible scream and turned into a heap of white bones. At the same moment, the Blood Skeleton vanished along with his cry. Only a trigram-shaped mirror remained atop the bones.
Thus, Master Yanqing and Yi Jun could only continue fighting in the darkness. Fortunately, Master Yanqing was extremely familiar with the surroundings; even with his eyes closed, he knew where every table and chair stood. But that was about all he could manage.
For a moment, the atmosphere in the room became exceedingly delicate. Both of them were flushed and so embarrassed that neither could say a word.
Amid all the commotion, the Grand Empress Dowager moved her handkerchief aside and narrowed her old eyes at Jade Sister before scolding the Empress Dowager, “You know the late emperor has passed away, yet you still insist on making trouble? You have been headstrong for all these years—hasn’t it been enough?”
The Empress Dowager fell silent, hiccupping in short, trembling bursts.
After leading the bandit army out through Songfeng Pass, daylight had fully arrived. The sun was slowly rising in the east, casting its warm glow over everyone.
When they reached the railway station, the recruits entered the waiting hall by vehicle. Thus, it was only now that the two young men finally found a chance to strike up a conversation with the girl—or rather, to get in touch with her.