Volume One, Chapter 89: Still Resorting to the Same Old Moral Coercion

Sumanxi felt immensely gratified and pinched her daughter’s little cheek.

My clever little Zhizhi.

Wei Hong stared blankly at the outfit for a long time without moving, because hanging from it was something faintly familiar to him—a bellyband.

After Gao Se had just become a god and frightened off the will of the world, he paid no mind to Aska and simply took his people away.

After the destruction of Xuxing, the survivors brought that technology to Earth, where it was adapted into the black armor now used by the Hero Corps.

Lin Qingxian’s words confirmed Zhang Chi’s suspicion; those crystals really did come from that meteor shower.

Sitting up abruptly, Zhang Chi realized only then that the bed had collapsed at some point, and he had been lying on a pile of broken pieces. Oddly enough, he did not feel the least bit uncomfortable.

The mother and son of the Chunyu family were doomed to die. They were forced to drink poisoned wine before the eyes of Princess Yuchang, who fainted on the spot.

This was hardly a secret. When Li Qing led them in, he had not given any instruction along the lines of “do not speak of this.” He had seemed very casual, so he probably would not mind.

Everything would be done in secret. He believed that once he reached the conditions for reviving Helena, she would have no objections.

At once, Emperor Tiancheng intended to keep these people under control inside the imperial palace, so they would be unable to make any plans and Xun Muyang would have more time to search for the missing person.

The dead could not be brought back to life, let alone when his own younger sister no longer even had a soul.

This human tragedy was not on the battlefield, but upon unarmed civilians, wounded soldiers who had laid down their weapons, and prisoners of war. It was a rare act of cruelty against humanity and the laws of war.

Now he merely wanted to drive that fellow into greater madness. At the very least, if he killed people, he ought to have a reason for it, shouldn’t he?

Nothing in life is ever forever safe from being lost, not even faith. When he died, would that faith truly still remain within his consciousness?

The scar-faced man endured the pain and hid beneath the leaves, eyes wide, staring tensely toward the forest.

But if I were to hammer and build a wooden shed right in front of them, it would certainly alarm them. Besides, building the shed would inevitably encroach on their territory, and that could easily cause a misunderstanding.

They were all loyal to the Smith family, especially the older ones, who had never forgotten the former patriarch. They never imagined that this new patriarch, Wilson, had treated them as if they were nothing at all.

Lin Yuming gave a hearty laugh. Between capitalists and laborers, what more unusual way of expressing gratitude could there be? He had no expectations, nor did he wish to dwell on it. With a laugh, he ended the call.

Not only that, even the true qi rising within his body would, once touched by those raindrops, be inexplicably dissolved into nothingness, and many of his clones were likewise reduced to invisibility.

To say she was not heartbroken at all would be a lie. After all, during this time she had slowly fallen in love with this man.

Mu Sha looked at the undisguised disgust in Dongfang Ming’s eyes, a smile curving at her lips, but she said nothing. She too wanted to hear how Dongfang Ming would answer.

Hearing Zelin’s words, Xiang Tianci did not react much, but Su Zisheng clenched his fists tightly and looked at Xiang Tianci with nervous anticipation.

“Wow! Daddy, so you were here after all? Mommy and I have missed you so much!” Three Treasures hugged Dongfang Ming’s leg, his eyes bright with excitement as he cried out.

She knew this was the rule, but she still felt uneasy inside. Moreover, with Dujuan’s attitude toward her earlier, her hesitation only deepened.

Gentle as an angel—how could he possibly be from the underworld? And there was always something righteous about him. Could it be that he was... an undercover agent?