Chapter 131: An Unpleasant Parting

Father Gu was truly a man of stature and vision; he called things as they were and felt no shame in apologizing to his daughter-in-law.

At these words, Eldest Brother Gu completely lost face, his complexion flushing a deep red.

Eldest Sister-in-law kept her head bowed, too terrified to speak. She sensed that the situation had spiraled into something far beyond her ability to control.

In truth, when Li Qingyun had spoken earlier, she had harbored resentment toward Father and Mother Gu. Although the original owner of the body had been quite eccentric, it was undeniable that raising two children alone over the years had been no easy feat. However, Father Gu’s direct and unvarnished apology left her at a loss for words.

During the negotiation process, Zhang Ye did not provide an immediate response, choosing instead to stall—a tactic Yang Hongsen had instructed beforehand. Yang even went as far as to demand that Zhang satisfy the Russians' requirements if necessary.

Sensing the two figures slowly approaching the bedside, he gripped his hidden blade, raising it slightly while letting out a soft, mocking laugh.

Perhaps keeping this lost love buried deep within one’s heart is a form of bleak happiness. At the very least, it preserves the beautiful memories that once were.

Qingheng, who had been gloating just moments ago, instantly wilted. Looking at Meng Yijin, she caught a flicker of sympathy in his eyes.

"Damn it, they really are like ghosts that won't stop haunting us!" Upon hearing his subordinate's report, Blood-Flame Skull smashed the two pebbles in his hand violently against the ground.

The sound of crossbows being cocked echoed through the air. Killing intent surged in Lu Wuchen’s eyes; rows of archers stood atop the roof, their weapons aimed directly at them.

Suddenly, a gust of chilling wind swept by, making both of them shiver involuntarily. The surroundings were deathly quiet. They wondered if there were any other boarding students left in the school, or if the campus had already become the exclusive domain of the examinees.

"Yes! Just a few days ago, I ran into him again by chance. He insisted that I take good care of a young man surnamed Zhao," Brother Kai said.

"Then we should properly discuss what to do next," Yun Zhongyue said, looking at the group.

I do not pity the hungry ghosts; rather, it is the sense of strangeness that makes me uncomfortable. This is a flaw in my character—what Old Man Jiang often sighs about, calling my path to spiritual cultivation difficult because I am too sensitive and too easily hindered by my own sentimentality.

If Guo Si had been in his amnesiac state, Guo Sichi might not have stuttered at all, perhaps even feeling that his actions were only natural. But now that Guo Si had regained his memory, he wondered if his behavior was merely gilding the lily, leaving him momentarily at a loss.

The power of the thunderbolt blast did not just destroy the defense of the opposing squad leader; it decimated the entire arena. Yet, just as Ye Hanxiao breathed a sigh of relief, his brows furrowed once more.

If he could successfully master this even more potent Dragon-Transforming Art, then having these two secret techniques alone would be enough for Qin Xiao to challenge a Four-Step Heavenly Venerate immortal without resorting to any other means.

Baili Nuyun leaned in and whispered mysteriously, "Last time we argued, I called him a 'stinking mute,' and I snatched this pouch from him while he wasn't looking!" Of course, this was pure nonsense; she simply didn't want to cause any more trouble for Shi Lantao.

Tian Jiantian pondered for a long time before letting out an "Ah," suddenly realizing how she had known his name.

The carriage continued forward, the rhythmic sound of the wheels pressing against the ground evoking an unexpected sense of calm.

Listening to Hua Feng’s remarks, Lu Yuan felt no alarm; instead, he felt a touch of admiration. Though he did not know the young man possessed such a powerful background, the impression the boy had made on him yesterday suggested he was no ordinary person.

The test before him was likely ten times more difficult than this. It provided nothing but complex, chaotic, and deeply inscrutable information.

"Then go ahead and say it; I believe your sworn sister won't mind," Xin Hongxue said with great generosity.

As soon as the message was sent, I rushed out of the bedroom and threw open the door to the nursery. I saw the HR woman lying on the bed, cradling Dongzhi. She didn't even look up as I entered, still holding her phone and typing a message to me: I am a lunatic.