Chapter 110: Failed Negotiations

Huang Yunfang found this rather amusing. She truly could not understand why her father had flown into such a fierce rage, as if her husband had committed some unspeakable act of treason.

Xu Jingchang, however, did not think so. He felt it necessary to properly instruct his son that their family relied on their brains; physical tasks should be left to others.

With a single sweep of his palm, Chu Ning sent him flying out of the upstairs window like swatting a fly.

In his desperation, the only way to survive he could think of was to leave Anchan Prefecture immediately, change his name, and start anew.

She seemed to have suffered immense torture before her death. Her corpse was in a horrific, agonizing state; her eyeballs bulged so far they almost popped out of their sockets, and her fingernails were torn back, clawing deep into the mud.

With those words from Chen Xiaowei, the events of that night gradually resurfaced in Fang Yiping's mind.

Everyone looked up at the sky, where countless bolts of thunder and bloody light intertwined, and waves of pill fragrance continuously drifted through the air.

In the back seat, Luo Cheng grew increasingly irritated. The cigarette in his hand lost its flavor, and he tossed it out the window.

Even at just four or five years old, the child seemed able to gauge the adults' likes and dislikes through the quality of a name.

In any case, if they proceeded according to his words, combined with Tang San's hidden weapons and the fact that Chen Xin and the others had already consumed the immortal herbs to boost their strength, the future Spirit Hunting Action and the coup to usurp power would undergo massive changes.

Li Jing, who was stationed in Luoyang, sent urgent intelligence. Li Mi of the Wagang Army was acting suspiciously, and many unfamiliar martial arts experts had appeared in their ranks, even wounding several of his top generals.

An Yixi's face flushed red instantly. She wanted to explain, but seeing the looks the other parents were giving her, she swallowed her words.

"Pfft, don't you have chronic rhinitis? Is it suddenly working now?" Li Qiuyan pinched the tip of her nose and pulled it upward.

Upon hearing Zuo Wei's announcement regarding the selection of participants for the Four-Nation Tournament, the surrounding crowd instantly erupted.

In truth, how could Liyang not understand that the Empress was absolutely right? But now that she had already done such a thing, what difference would it make even if she admitted her mistake? Would they let her make amends? Heh, what a joke.

No wonder Cui Fei had never taken him seriously, had always found him annoying, and had always looked down on him. As it turned out, his appearance did not fit Cui Fei's aesthetic standards at all.

After the meeting ended, he returned to his office and took out his phone. There were two missed calls, both from Chen Mo. Because of the meeting, his phone had been set to silent.

However, that era was long gone, and such actions would be completely illegal in modern times—essentially amounting to kidnapping and extortion.

"Why aren't you eating?" Gu Chenfeng felt that Chen Mo was acting a bit strange today. Had she remembered, or had the servants reminded her, that today was his birthday?

Dongmei looked at Old Wang, who was acting like a chameleon, and thought to herself that he was truly a piece of work, always treating people differently based on their status.

Qianyu's eyes lit up instantly. Even she had not detected those people's presence, which showed just how formidable the martial arts of those experts must be.

"Wait a moment!" Just then, Xiao Yu seemed to remember something and called out.

"Whose pet is actually useless? We'll only know after a match!" Lan Qianyue stared at Yan Qingyu with eyes like torches, showing not a shred of fear.

Lin Jiangluo pursed her lips slightly, pressing herself tightly against the wall to hide her figure. She had not expected that, just when she thought she had escaped danger, another trouble would arise.

But Luo Jun did not bother to think further. In any case, things could not get any worse than they already were.

Xu Hong's expression flickered, but he showed nothing. He had long known that Ji Miexing was no ordinary person. In this situation, he had already prepared for the worst. Yet, hearing that there was still a way to escape even after the divine weapon's defense was breached left Xu Hong deeply shocked.

Luo Jun possessed the strongest energy field. If the lightning quantum bullet was used to assassinate the strongest, then even Luo Jun's materialized true qi would be completely useless.

A cold, resolute glint flashed in Lin Jiangluo's eyes. Watching Lin Jiangyi walk toward the main gate, she spoke softly.

The old man Xuan Yan put away the glazed refined iron and waved his hand at Lan Qianyue and Zi Lingyu, offering some words of advice.

As soon as Ye Fei finished asking, she froze. If they had conspired to murder Ye Ya together, why would they have invited Ye Ya along?

"Father, I have never felt so much pain, such emptiness... I think this is what a broken heart feels like," Yelisha said, her voice trembling.

*Boom!* The expert's attack was shattered into pieces by the fiery silver light, with only a tenth of it managing to crash through to the front. "Ugh!" The expert was forced back three steps, only stabilizing himself on the fourth.

"Seriously, not open to the public? I have plenty of money! Go get your lobby manager! Tell them I insist on going to the Princess Palace on the second floor!" Liu Lingshan said huffily, behaving entirely like a nouveau riche.

"This accident is indeed quite serious. You don't need to get involved in this major matter for the time being," Yun Feiyu said, regaining his serious expression.

Looking at the platinum card in her hand, Shi Yi did not know what to feel. Had she truly degenerated into a wealthy second-generation heir who did nothing but ask for money?

Xia Mengyou did not expect this question to stump Liu Yaoxi. To be honest, Xia Mengyou also could not stand seeing Liu Yaoxi so devoid of fighting spirit. Seeing the slight change in his expression upon hearing the question, she wanted to rekindle his drive.

Cui Feng nodded in realization. After walking dozens of paces, a massive gate loomed before him. A plaque hung above it, bearing three grand characters written in a flowing, dragon-and-phoenix style: "Dongli Post House."