Chapter Ten: The Invincible Realm

After the trial concluded, Attorney Yu Weiran's team and the three Yang siblings hurriedly departed.

Yan Ming exchanged a few words with the presiding judge, then returned to gather his materials, preparing to leave as well.

"What should we do next?" Yin Nian asked Yan Ming. Though the hearing was over, her heart was still pounding wildly; the tension from earlier lingered, and she hadn’t yet fully recovered.

"Put it this way: if it weren’t for that strand of hair, we would have lost today," Yan Ming glanced at Yin Nian. "Generally speaking, civil dispute cases rarely have a second hearing. What happened today is quite unusual. We’ve managed to secure a week—during this time, we must wait for the police’s findings and conduct our own investigation."

"How do we investigate?"

As soon as Zhang Fei entered the game, the Peach Garden team instantly returned the favor with a '4:0' to their opponents—the effect was unmistakable.

Full of delight, he mused to himself that this place was indeed blessed with extraordinary people, his reputation well deserved. His steps slowed as he wandered about, gazing here and there, clicking his tongue in awe, resembling a newcomer from the countryside experiencing the city for the first time.

Indeed, the Northern Volunteer Army and the two battalions from the Hot War Zone moved their forces forward to engage, with timing being crucial—striking during the enemy’s vulnerable intervals and then swiftly disengaging from the battlefield.

On their second offensive, the Peach Garden team spent ten seconds before Zhang Fei managed a direct three-pointer over the defender, plunging the match into a tug-of-war.

It was only then that Ren Kui noticed the emptiness in his hand and realized what sound he had heard earlier.

"Such an important matter—why didn’t you mention it sooner!" Edward glared at the leisurely Charles, furious.

Within just two minutes, the score gap was reduced to four points. At this moment, however, the coach of Wucheng High found himself unable to call a timeout, as possession was with the Peach Garden team. Just now, Wucheng High had missed another shot, and Chen Mian secured the defensive rebound.

With this in mind, Xi Yu’s face turned slightly pale, her pupils flickering, but after a momentary confusion, her expression hardened with resolve.

Huang Yurou’s words tempted me; if I could turn that thousand yuan into several million, I truly wouldn’t need to strive in the latter half of my life—I could buy a few apartments and live off the rent.

Master Huaiyuan said nothing more, rising and heading out the door. The Grand Protector followed closely, and the group proceeded to the square before the mansion.

And so, Wei Chan spent ten years boxing on mountain cliffs, ten years fighting under the sea, ten years wandering the world—day after day, year after year. Somehow, his punches grew fewer, and when he looked back, he found that among his peers, hardly anyone could withstand a single blow from him.

A messenger listened as the General angrily dismissed more than a dozen officials in one breath, not daring to make a sound, struggling to memorize the names of those who were still sleeping soundly or playing around.

Kongxian and his companions, hearing the command from Master Guangchi, dared not linger in the desolate garden and hurried out.

He entered the Misty Forest, where the fog receded with every step he took, dissolving until nothing remained. Leaves drifted from above in a patterned manner, guiding his path forward.

Yang Bian would never let the enemy catch their breath, especially foes more powerful than himself; if he gave her time to recover, he would be the one to suffer. His victory now lay only in the element of surprise.

Though the difference between middle and upper ranks was only a single level, it was clear the gap was immense. At this moment, the Right Chancellor was sweating profusely, utterly petrified.

Xia Yuhan knew she absolutely couldn’t offend Li Ran now and quickly pulled Feng Yue Rong’s arm, preventing her from saying anything further.

"Heh, cultivators of Immortal Province are all insatiably greedy. With a bit of demonic power, they sink right in—possessing and seizing their bodies is child’s play!" Supreme Lord Taiyuan replied with utter disdain.

Murong Rui winked at Tang Xia. There was no way he would let his child face the slightest danger—not even under his own watchful eye would he risk such peril.

Lu Zhuo nodded, drawing him into a gentle embrace. After standing quietly for a moment with closed eyes, he gathered himself and was the first to walk toward the door.