Chapter 51: The Tragedy of Smoville

With the transportation sorted out, Liu Jingshan grew even more eager to witness the e-sports tournament Sun Yifan had been talking about.

A flurry of questions surged through Tuoba Jie's mind. More importantly, the tragic reality of Qiu Xuan and Dabushuiyun being killed right before his eyes was a fact of life and death that Tuoba Jie found difficult to accept all at once.

"We all know about your aunt, Brother Yue. The family wants you to go back for a visit—there are things inside that Aunt left for you the last time she came home!" Li Ning said softly.

The newcomer was a family servant who stayed by his side, a loyal and trustworthy person arranged for him by his father, Liu Wei.

Lin Yi smiled with the corner of his mouth, immediately noticing that behind this group of people, there were quite a few stone caves used as dwellings.

"Brother An, do you know where I've been during this time?" Fangsheng was terrified that An Zi might bring up the black stone club, so he forced a conversation out of nowhere.

Looking at the menacing red alien energy in the distance, Lu Yu instantly connected it to the red light in the eyes of the numerous fierce beasts in the beast tide—equally bloodthirsty and frantic.

Seeing this, Murong Detao fought Tuoba Jie with even more frenzied desperation. He unleashed the fatal saber technique of the "Sun and Moon Vajra Saber," every single move directly targeting Tuoba Jie's weaknesses. If this continued, Tuoba Jie's chances of defeating Murong Detao were slim.

Ever since Helian Tuo's death, the Left Wise King and the Gudufu had had no further entanglements. More importantly, this Helian Jinyan never vied for power with the Chanyu, which made the Left Wise King view him quite differently than he had Helian Tuo.

Wang Chen had no intention of making the boss spit out the one hundred yuan he gave earlier; that hundred yuan was his initial capital for the day, and he meant to spend it anyway. Besides, he really had caught quite a few large fish, so he would feel rather embarrassed asking for the money back.

Jiang Dongmei said, if someone classifies you as part of Yu Xiaodong's faction simply because your supervisor was promoted during Che Xiaodong's administration, wouldn't you feel deeply wronged?

"Wang Yu, what are you saying? In private, where is there any superior-subordinate relationship? Do you look down on me or something?" Yang Meiyan feigned anger.

Qi Ping'an's pupils dilated upon hearing this. Wasn't this exact time the moment when "Mr. Necktie" always appeared?

Han Ji was a physician and looked very kind, which eased Madam Feng's nervous state somewhat, allowing her to describe the situation to everyone.

After a few exchanges of words, Guilliman stopped talking about the stargate, took a deep breath, and sat back down by his desk.

"My husband has an old ailment that always acts up when winter comes. I'm here to get some medicine," Mo Hongying stammered in panic; this array of people was truly terrifying.

Just think about it, if your country's samurai were to commit crimes and murder on Great Ming soil, yet you insist on letting them be dealt with by your Japanese laws, wouldn't that mean your country's merchants in the future would also have no need for the protection of Great Ming law?

Zhu Houzhao lost the opportunity to be alone with her. Though irritated, he could only follow along obediently to protect her.

"Wait, Xian'er, I have a feeling something isn't quite right. Isn't this just a bit too easy to find?" Chu Nanxuan felt a twinge of doubt in his heart.

"Grandpa, Sister Xian, what are you two talking about? Why can't I understand a single word?" Yu Xiao beside them was equally lost in a fog.

"Lazy girl, aren't you going to get up? How unseemly it will be if someone sees you later!" Her mother said, taking the opportunity to pat her gently on her bottom.

"Absurd! It's sheer nonsense. Girl, don't waste your breath arguing with her here; let's just fight our way out," Nangong Lingfeng roared angrily from the side.

"Shen Chen!!" Finally realizing my objective, Ding Yi's expression turned extremely gloomy.

"That's simple enough. Either we turn tail and run away just like they did, or the other option is to kill it!" The astrologer shrugged nonchalantly and said.

Bingwu was practically tugging at his sleeve and acting coquettishly, while a sudden sense of powerlessness welled up in her heart.

Entering the palace as a substitute bride was a crime of deceiving the emperor, punishable by the execution of one's entire household. Therefore, they had to carefully craft a narrative—one that could both convince them and turn them into assets. With this wealthy merchant Shen Dafu as a backing in the future, she would no longer feel isolated and weak.

Looking at her hands that had pushed him away, Nong Qing's fingers twitched and twisted together. She wanted to remember her, but she didn't know what to say.

Shen Yaoxi walked into the room, and seeing no one there, she came back out to search, finally spotting Fu Yunxi under the plum tree.

After the second class on the morning of the second day, neither Ye Zhan nor I went to do morning exercises; instead, we conducted our final secret meeting.

"You know I can't leave you behind." Li Rock gently kissed Sister Ji on the forehead. Tears welled up in his eyes and dropped into Sister Ji's eyes. Your tears and my tears, melting into one another.

I looked at Zhong Kui in confusion. It was clearly he who had dragged me back, so why was he helping me everywhere now? Could this fellow have schizophrenia?

Bai Peng could be considered to have given earnest and repeated instructions, for which Yi Jun and Bai Jinghuan were extremely grateful. Yi Jun also stated that he must invite Bai Peng to come to Jiangning to hang out for a couple of days, expressing his heartfelt gratitude. Bai Peng smiled and said that car of yours is still not spacious enough; next time, you should at least drive a commercial van with the rear seats removed.

And so Li Rock began searching her for valuable intelligence, patting the lethal weapons on her chest. Smooth and soft. They really were quite large.

The front gate of that family's house was still open, with quite a few people sitting inside—relatives, presumably. Since there was no wake and cremation was taking place directly, things should wrap up during the day, and these relatives who didn't manage to catch their transportation back would simply stay the night at the house.