Volume One, Chapter 32: Drone

“In that case, confine her to her quarters first. We’ll decide what to do once the truth is clear!” Lady Qin made the final decision. “Someone, take the Third Young Lady away. Without my permission, she is not to step out of her room, not even half a step!”

Two older women came forward again. This time, Lin Wanting did not resist, letting them lead her away.

“Yaoyao~ isn’t your treasure just like mine? Just agree, please~” With that, Ji Jueting clung to her arm, acting sweetly in a pleading manner.

“For now, let’s keep this from the police. Judging by that robber’s words, if we don’t do as he says, he might kill the hostage at any moment. For Yaoyao’s safety, it’s best not to call the police.” As he was about to leave, Chen Xiuyuan finally made his decision.

“Bro, I was wrong, please don’t hold it against me,” Molian pouted, looking pitiful as she clutched Mo Yun’s hand, her demeanor woeful and apologetic.

Once again, outside the city, the Ming army used this tactic to fend off the two thousand-strong Manchu cavalry charging at them. But unfortunately, panic had spread among the Ming soldiers.

Skirting around some forests, Mo Yun and his companions encountered quite a few monsters, but each time, they narrowly managed to avoid danger.

Seeing Lu Yaoyao close her eyes, resigned and trembling with fear, Chen Xiuyuan’s anger subsided a little. He forced himself to suppress his fury and spoke, enunciating each word.

The others, too, understood the gravity of the matter, and all nodded in agreement. If Mu Yun truly had ties with the Ghost Clan, the entire Magic Sect would be in jeopardy.

Gu Keyu kept her eyes closed, simply savoring the comfort of the cold towel, so her reply was thoughtless and unfiltered.

That feeling of being unable to grasp something surfaced again. He tightened his grip on Shen Liang’s hand instead of letting go.

These parasite insects were not easy to cultivate; she couldn’t seek out more in the short term, mainly for fear of drawing attention.

The property she had her eye on was a luxuriously furnished apartment in the bustling center of Haicheng, where even a two-bedroom unit rented for eight thousand a month.

“Yunyun, you’ve never been kissed?” Lu Yan, still relishing the sweet aftertaste of their kiss, asked as she gazed at Shen Yunyun, whose cheeks were blushing like a sunset.

As Zhong Ming hesitated, the tea leaves in Bu Qianhuai’s cup began to swirl, emitting not steam, but a cold mist.

With several dull thuds, Chen Wen, Li Ke, and four others were tossed onto the plaza. Their mouths were gagged with white cloth, hands bound behind their backs. Two of them struggled wildly, muffled cries of “Mm-mm” escaping their throats.

Shuo’s face was ashen, as if he were at death’s door. You had used a secret technique to protect his heart meridian, but it was only enough to keep him conscious.

“How dare you! Who gave you the right to call her by her name like that?” Seeing his subordinates falter and their gazes shift under Chen Che’s words, Bao Tian could bear it no longer and hastily cut him off.

When Nan He and Emperor He left, he opened his eyes to glance at them. He had wanted to say something to Nan He, but seeing them go, he swallowed his words for the time being.

“You could say that. The village chief doesn’t have much power himself; it’s all thanks to the general’s backing. As long as the general is here, he’s untouchable. But over the years, no one has dared challenge the chief—everyone fears the general’s retaliation,” said another elder prisoner with four ears.

Even if that voice couldn’t answer his questions, there was nothing to lose by asking, so he did—without the slightest hesitation.

Suddenly, a commanding voice sounded at the door: “Stop! If I hadn’t come, were you planning to tear this house down?”

A sharp creak rang out as the air was transformed into poison gas. Following the method taught by Mother Ktor, the gas was compressed into air bullets and fired at the intruders.