Chapter 53: A Clean Break

Jiang Qi lifted her chin in an overtly provocative posture.

Gu Fangyu's heart was practically leaping out of her chest.

She grabbed Jiang Qi's hand and stepped forward sideways, saying, "It has nothing to do with her."

Gu Fangyu looked back and instructed, "Go back to the car first. I'll come find you later."

How could Jiang Qi possibly feel at ease, yet she could not overpower Gu Fangyu's persistence.

......

Closing her eyes, she drifted into a deep sleep. When she woke up again, the sky was already bright, but Jing Ye had already left.

She had originally intended to tell him where she came from, but now there was no longer any need. Since he remained utterly unfayed even when she told him she was an impostor, he would care even less about where she originated. This was enough.

Ruan Hai and Ruan Xingxing nodded along. Although they had never witnessed such heavy rain, they had seen plenty of thunderstorm squalls in the Northeast—all loud thunder, fierce winds, and torrential downpours that would pass after just a brief spell.

The people walking along the official road were growing more numerous. It was not because new refugees were joining them, but rather because the people ahead were moving slower and slower, as if blocked by something. They could even hear loud shouting and weeping.

Yu Weiyin pricked up her ears to catch any sound from Yu Changqing, hoping he would speak a bit more. Yet, true to his stubbornness, Yu Changqing remained completely silent after uttering that single sentence, simply sitting quietly by the edge of the couch and waiting for her to wake up.

Her purpose in coming out was precisely for this seal. Now that it was completed, there was no reason to continue wandering outside; it was time for her to return.

An envoy of the Mingque Kingdom had died just like that in front of numerous powerful figures of the same realm, dying without a shred of lingering hope. At this moment, even if a miraculous elixir of immortality were brought forth, gazing upon that pool of bloody sludge, no one possessed the ability to save him.

After stepping into the arena, Lan Tianyun stripped off his outer garment, instantly revealing a physique covered in robust muscles. Crossing his arms tightly across his chest, he appeared incomparably formidable.

The air suddenly turned scorching hot, and a raging fire blazed fiercely. The billowing flames formed a menacing fire dragon in midair, lunging straight toward the stone statue that was attempting to fly into the sky once more.

As she passed the entrance of the Class Three classroom, she ran into Fang Xiuxiu, who was just walking out. The two exchanged a few words before Si Yixian resumed her patrol of the class discipline.

Haitang roughly recounted the matter of Shuangbai being abducted, only briefly mentioning that Murong Heng had gone in search of her, while leaving out the rest of the details.

Gu Xingyue's body trembled incessantly, shaking like a winnowing sieve. After a long while, the trembling finally subsided.

"Since you've come out, just enjoy yourselves to the fullest. Have someone at the manor send word to Madam; with me here, she won't worry," Huo Tainan consoled.

His sharp fingers suddenly snapped open, directly dragging Feng Yin into midair. Without even glancing at Feng Yin, Murong Qing abruptly curled his fingers into a fist, shattering Feng Yin's cold sword in an instant. The flying sword shards scattered in all directions, and countless Imperial Guards nearby collapsed to the ground at once.

Murong Qing's face was deathly pale, his eyes like sharp blades, wishing he could slice open Ye Zhen's flesh layer by layer and tear out her heart. That deep-seated hatred and revulsion made Ye Zhen's entire heart tremble.

"Your young master has suffered injuries that damaged his elixir field." Guan Hongyan understood the gravity of the situation. Looking at Yuan Songzi, she debated whether she should voice her suspicion that Ying Yin's sword spirit was not residing within his main body. Yet, after hesitating over and over, she ultimately chose to remain silent.

In truth, human affection is a most subtle thing; how could one ever easily forget someone with whom they had shared the same pillow?

"Stop looking. Even his shadow is gone by now." A trace of melancholy colored his voice as he spoke softly to Hua Weilu.

The master of this Northern Prince's Mansion, the Northern Prince Li Cangqiong, was a formidable figure. Although young, he possessed a brilliant record of military exploits.

Yu Haoyang frantically shut down the universal computer and severed all signals. As the computer powered off, the roaring sound of furious waves gradually ceased, and the illusion of surging, towering billows slowly faded away.