32. Chapter 32

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Ge Tong was utterly unable to make sense of the person before him. Had Huayu's hiring standards really fallen this low? Were they even recruiting hooligans now?

It was nearly noon when Ye Suiyun reached Dragonplay Shoal. The pier was at its busiest, with porters and delivery workers constantly coming and going. After securing his boat, he searched everywhere and discovered that Cao Gaisi's vessel was moored by the shore, though Cao himself had long since disappeared.

“Don't speak ill of the president behind his back. If the Wu Xiuchun death case had never happened and we had been given full authority to handle this matter, we could have dealt with it in our own way. But the president disdains exploiting the dead for publicity. If you work under me, you must understand this line.”

Shen Zhengqing lectured him sternly.

Lin Zhonghuo looked utterly confident. As expected of the commander of Special Agents Division Five, he had considered everything with remarkable thoroughness.

“All right!”

The salesgirl looked at Qi Feng with even greater admiration, as though she were gazing upon a rare paragon of manhood seen only once in several centuries.

Bao Yueniang could see nothing. She merely sensed that the surroundings had suddenly grown quiet, and turned her head slightly in confusion. Ye Suiyun cupped his hands and was about to speak, but Tao Hanting hastily raised a hand to stop him and shook his head.

Er... Everyone present froze. Clearly, no one understood how this man, who had just looked so honest and harmless, had suddenly begun making things difficult for someone else.

Yu Dilong, standing before him, suddenly moved. The blade in his hand carried an overpowering force as it swept down in a brutal slash.

If he had been the one to encounter such a situation, Wang Yuan and the others would not merely have been left gasping for breath. He would probably have refined even their souls.

Guo Ruohu was the foremost expert of the Guo family; even the family patriarch, Guo Rulong, was no match for him. Back then, Guo Rulong had been able to ascend to the position of patriarch only because of Guo Ruohu's pair of iron fists.

Liang Xuechen's heavy voice reached me, making my breathing grow labored as well. My brows drew tightly together. He was rarely so uncertain, so unable to control a situation. Could this matter have drawn Father's attention?

“Play the flute? Of course not. This time, I shall use another method.”

With that, he curved his lips into a smile and swiftly pressed them against her full, red lips.

A friend I care about. So this was the place I held in his heart. My heart twisted so violently that I could scarcely breathe. Just a friend—but at least the word “care” came before it. Should I be happy? Then why couldn't I feel happy at all? Why did I instead feel an urge to cry?

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Without realizing it, she had begun to feel rather pleased with herself. In hardly any time at all, she had learned his hometown and birthday, and had gradually figured out his tastes. She did not know how long he had lived in his hometown, but after carefully recalling the several meals they had shared, she realized that he did indeed eat noodles more often than rice.

At the words “black iron,” Xiao Jinxuan's expression immediately turned grave. Throughout the entire Great Zhou, the only troops who traditionally used this kind of iron to forge armor and weapons were the personal guards of Prince Tai—the Black Armored Guard.

Moreover, the prince had not originally been crippled. He had been poisoned. It was only regrettable that the accursed poisoner had caused their brilliant and mighty prince to become this way. Though terms such as “brilliant and mighty” were usually reserved for the emperor, in the eyes of Canfeng and the others, they were entirely fitting when applied to Prince Qi.

And standing before him was Zhou Yi, whom Xiao Jinxuan had met not long ago in Shisong Town.

Following timidly behind Su Lian, Mo Feifei's complexion was even worse than Su Lian's. At that moment, she truly did not know whether she should tell her these things. Yet remaining silent meant that Su Lian would continue worrying, while speaking would plunge her into complete despair about herself.

As soon as Linglan had finished taking her place, she handed the agarwood box in her hands to the maid and spoke.

As for television dramas, he had watched plenty of them as well, so he naturally understood the hardships faced by those born into positions of power.

Along the way, he received countless admiring glances. The contempt and mockery from before had vanished without a trace, replaced plainly by reverence and awe.

He could never bring himself to throw down his life and shed his blood for a group of people he did not know, even if they were his fellow countrymen.

Although Li An modestly offered a few words of denial, the admiration on Jiang Jingde's face deepened considerably when he heard this.

“Rich people have troubles of their own. You wouldn't understand...” Somehow, the words carried a faint air of showing off.

Before he had even finished speaking, the officials who had originally been standing before them vanished one after another in flashes of movement. Their figures were so fast that the naked eye could not follow them at all.

Lu Yu did not use his self-created Spring and Autumn Saber Art or his technique known as “What Is Mount Dai?” Instead, he too brought his blade down in a Wind-Welcoming Single-Slash.

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When everyone saw him, their hearts warmed. Though the mysterious man had withdrawn, who could guarantee that he would not suddenly return to launch another attack? Thus, Xue Hao naturally began protecting the others as they recovered.

Hong Da looked at the five people, smiled, then rose and walked toward the rear. His face shone with a strange smile, containing a hint of smugness and another hint of狂 abandon.

The middle-aged man's speech truly made Han Feng feel as though the clouds had parted to reveal a clear sky. It was a strange sensation, but there was undeniable truth in his words. If he continued avoiding the matter without searching for its source, he could only sink deeper and deeper, like someone trapped in a mud pit, unable to pull himself free.

Hui Ye entered the conference room and sat in the central seat, but he did not turn on the lights. The entire room was shrouded in darkness.

When it came to potions, those who consumed them were mostly mages. Even noble knights, no matter how wealthy their families were, could not withstand the expenses that accumulated day after day.

If the purpose was truly to refine magical treasures or gather them for use in attacks, there was no need to travel all the way to Demon Subduing Peak.

“What exactly is this fellow doing?” Dongfang muttered to himself. He could not figure out why Yamen kept evading him instead of attacking.

“This... Isn't this the Nine-Star Formation Diagram? It's just that so much of the stone wall has fallen away that it is no longer complete!”

Tu Ming examined it carefully before speaking in a low voice.

“I ask you: In the battle at Drunken Township, were you at fault?”

Li Sheng's back was still turned toward the others, but he pointed at Chu Zifeng behind him as he spoke.

One had to understand how much effort she had put in to reach her current position, and how many people had supported her before she finally succeeded. Yet now, everything was about to be swept away.

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