(159) Losing His Temper

Dark clouds blanketed the sky, and the hour grew late.

Ji Zhenhong was still apologizing profusely to Liang Zuan from afar, gently coaxing him in the hope that he would accept her again.

She said that, at the time, she had not known he had been falsely accused of being a thief, and had therefore been deeply disappointed in him. On top of that, she had given him all her feelings, and for a while had not known how to face him. That was why she had hidden behind indifference as a shield to protect herself.

During that period, her temper had grown extremely volatile, and she often quarreled with her family.

One evening—

“Ah, President Liu? I’m Liu Yong. We agreed to meet this afternoon, didn’t we?” Liu Yong walked over at last. He had to take the initiative and say something; otherwise, he would simply leave. He was not about to stand around waiting like an idiot. He had already shown this man more than enough consideration by waiting here for so long.

A crackling barrage rang out. Every bullet struck the protective shield and rebounded violently, as though it had hit steel. The bullets ricocheted back and forth among the people surrounding them, killing a considerable number of guards in an instant.

Before entering seclusion, he had ordered Scorpio to secretly travel to Thunderclap City in Que Prefecture and eliminate Ye Longyi, so that Yu Guangqi would finally abandon all hope.

Yao Sisi suddenly raised her head and happened to meet Liu Yong’s confident, slightly arrogant, teasing gaze. He casually glanced twice at Song Xuan, then looked into Yao Sisi’s eyes with an almost tender expression.

But seeing Guan Yi seated beside the mayor on television that day, receiving the distinguished guests from South Harbor, had naturally come as a great surprise to him.

These were the identification documents Vivian later made for Li Jin. The name and information were false, but the documents themselves were genuine.

He reached out and felt along Xia Jinx i’s face. The finest disguise artists could study a person’s bones and create a face of the opposite sex specifically suited to them. Judging by Bing Lie’s technique, he was unquestionably first-rate.

The golden needles Qin Yue had used earlier had already left him dumbfounded. Now he had prepared himself in advance, solely so he could savor the sight of Qin Yue sending those needles forth—a scene capable of causing earth-shaking astonishment in the heart of any physician who witnessed it.

A surge of Spiritual Pivot True Qi trembled continuously in Qin Yue’s palm. Even so, he was exercising the utmost restraint, suppressing the impulse to let his anger flare and beat the man before him into a pulp.

After clapping his hands, Ye Feng, the organizer of this training expedition, immediately began introducing the situation in the Blazing Fire Caverns.

Panting heavily, Yang Chong looked at Oda Nobunaga, who had fallen unwillingly before him. With a casual grab into space, he produced the firearm he had once used and hurled it to the ground, smashing it.

Bitterness spread across everyone’s faces and settled in their hearts. Nothing could be more humiliating than this. They were simply too weak—so weak that, although the others clearly hated outsiders, they could not even be bothered to kill them.

“What do you mean? Isn’t it obvious? Bring out the World-Ending Reincarnation Spear and blast him to pieces!”

Bai Ze’s tone made it sound like the most self-evident thing in the world.

Instead, his expression grew solemn. At the same time, Su Yi suddenly felt a sharp pain in his head. In the next instant, his mind went completely blank, the pain making him feel as though he had briefly lost his memory.

The afternoon sun was scorching, and there were scarcely any pedestrians on the streets. Most had found shaded, cool places to rest. Yet the entrance to the mission hall was entirely different, noisy and bustling with activity.

Though it was merely a fleeting touch, like a dragonfly skimming the surface of water, the softness against his forehead left Yan Cai stunned for a moment.

Nangong Qian did not know how effective this healing water was for cultivators, but she did know that it was extremely important to Ye Feng.

In his eyes, however, this was no more than child’s play. He was merely doing the other man the courtesy of not exposing his identity outright.

Every second counted now. After defeating the man before him, he had to seize the time and continue advancing the moment his opponent recovered.