Chapter Sixty: The Unexpected Visitor

Two years had left indelible marks upon Lou Yu. At ten years old, the young boy already possessed the graceful bearing of a jade gentleman. He inherited Lou Jin’s tall stature, standing half a head above his peers. His posture was upright, like a stalk of green bamboo or a stately poplar. Yet, he also bore the delicate features and fair skin of the Du Gu clan, tempering the ruggedness of northern men with a gentler elegance, making him resemble a refined and handsome southerner.

After Li Qiang’s earlier blow, she had become more supple within, gradually growing accustomed to his ways. Though the discomfort lingered, the pain had faded.

“A hundred thousand yuan—such a great favor. How do you intend to thank me? Perhaps you should devote yourself to me,” Wu Liang joked.

Yan Mumu glanced back at Mei Chou and Tao Xinyu; both wore expressions utterly fearless. She couldn’t help but praise them inwardly. Her teammates were becoming ever more responsible. The light and thunder abilities were, indeed, powers that countered the dark creatures.

Outside the formation, I was tending to my wounds this year. Although after attaining the Golden Light, my body possessed automatic healing, Ye Feng’s recent attack had struck an important part directly.

“Hu Zhibao has already been sent to the detention center?” Cheng Chuifan, troubled by his lack of understanding regarding Hu Zhibao, seized the chance to ask when Luo Jiahua brought it up.

Some demon faction players planned to take a detour, walking outside the city of Black Tortoise, waiting for NPCs of their faction to issue quests.

“Since ancient times, it’s said that a prodigal’s return is worth a thousand blessings. Director Gao, you’ve finally come to your senses!” The shameless voice of Niu Er sounded from behind.

“Don’t you have doubts?” Xi Yu Hua asked, only to realize the question was foolish, not matching her aloof demeanor. Yet, since the words had been spoken, she waited for Jiang Ming’s reply.

Some genuinely cared for Tong Yu. Tong Yu and her mother soon heard about the school haunting, the collapse of the dormitory, and the suspension of classes.

Both knew their mishandling had led to Jiao Yuechun’s commotion at the door, forcing them to investigate and prove innocence.

At this moment, the Crimson-scaled Water Ao hovered in midair, its last forepaw clutching a crystal shimmering with icy light, seemingly channeling energy to heal.

She had never imagined the Xie family would split. Thus, issues such as ancestral home, family-born children, and who would manage affairs were never concerns.

Zhao Ban was secretly amazed, never considering Gao Zhengyang superior to him. Centuries of cultivation and millennia of demonic accumulation had given him too many advantages.

“Go on with your tasks! I’ll visit Grandpa and Grandma—I haven’t greeted them yet!” Lu Jiangzhou said, knocking on the elders’ door.

And this war chariot of darkness was precisely the one that appeared during the Great Purge, forged from condensed dark stars.

Xu Chunshan, after all, was deputy consul; everyone showed him respect. Moreover, his words were reasonable. Though the families were reluctant, they left together.

Those like Yang Chengzu and Yong Chun, dressed as they were, could traverse chaotic zones without worry. The wealthy always found their way, and people like Li Wu dared not attack the sons of prosperous families lightly. In the face of wealth, his minor reputation and influence hardly counted for much.

“Elder Yao, you know my master? Then do you know where he is?” As soon as Meng Fan heard his master’s name, he asked urgently.

“Useful or not, let Luo’er see first,” Lu Jiangzhou said, taking Lu Hao’er’s hand without waiting for consent.

The sphere of light fused into the green lotus, causing it to erupt in dazzling brilliance and undergo a fundamental transformation.

A familiar voice replied, “Caught in this dreadful weather, it’s enough to vex anyone! Yet, on this trip to Runzhou, we have gained something; it’s better than last time, when Eunuch Li returned without result. I suppose His Majesty and Princess Xiuyun will not blame us.” Xu Zhi recognized the voice as belonging to Yun Feiyang, Imperial Court’s Eagle Strike General.