Chapter 78: Refusing to Help

The others, hearing this, sneered coldly. For a prominent family to rely on marrying off a daughter just to secure its own safety, and to complain about others—no one could fathom where the head of the Sun family found the courage to say such things aloud.

Qin Yu paid no heed to the Sun family head’s words and walked straight to Cheng Lu. The Sun patriarch knew well that Qin Yu was already the foremost physician in Haicheng, but simply couldn’t stand him...

“Was it that my words yesterday weren’t clear, or did you forget to bring your ears to the meeting?” Qian Qiyue’s tone flared with anger. She herself didn’t know why she felt so irritable today, merely that her body was uncomfortable and she kept wanting to lose her temper. Though she knew it was wrong to vent her frustration on others, she couldn’t control herself.

In contrast, the straightforward and courageous Zhang Tie saw things more clearly and thoroughly than she did. For them now, what was needed wasn’t cautious, retreating deliberation, but decisive judgment amid the chaos.

“I never died at all. Brother Ye descended and brought me back to the upper realm,” Cai’er replied.

“I don’t want to mention those despicable people. Because I became pregnant, the school not only expelled me, but didn’t even pay my salary,” Xia Yuyan’s body trembled slightly.

Overall, he was watching with a sense of amusement. After all the suppression, finally finding an opportunity to expose her, why not make the most of it? Yet seeing the faint bruises on her face, he couldn’t help but feel a pang of pity.

Today, Murong Tianze arrived in grand attire; it seemed he had been prepared for her arrival all along.

Sparks filled the streets, dancing through the air on the breeze. An old woman stopped to watch the sparks flit across the sky, marveling at their beauty, her eyes moist. Was it memories of sorrow that stirred her, or a wistful longing for the beauty of the flames?

“Where is Qi Xuan? I have something to discuss with him!” he asked directly, Shen Xing Wujin wasting no words.

The monk, witnessing Yang Chen kill a Di Huang so effortlessly, felt a shock that morphed into fear—a strange, inexplicable terror. He had no idea how Yang Chen had achieved it, but the methods he used filled him with dread.

“It’s been a long time, my dear son.” The man opposite sat down, smiling gently. Bathed in the morning light, he seemed so beautiful and unreal. Neither was one for roundabout conversation; though it was their first time entering so directly, it didn’t feel odd. A ghost acting in the shadows meant one need not be righteous.

When Qin Han returned to the villa, he arrived just in time for dinner. Without ceremony, he sat at the table and began to eat.

Wu Yu was startled—after all, it was his first time seeing a dead person. But watching his wife, heavily pregnant, carefully examining the corpse, no matter how scared he felt, he had to go over.

The five crystal cannons posed the greatest threat to them. Luo Yun understood this, and so did Di Xiu. Losing those five cannons could at least temporarily alleviate their danger.

Yet in the end, it seemed his line of questioning was once again diverted by Yu Chen; the most fundamental issue had not been addressed, and Yu Chen never brought it up.

Though Lin Yi arrived early, his number was still far from the front—998. But given the pace of the preliminary rounds, his wait wouldn’t be long.

Li Xiaoning lost, and lost completely. Not only had she revealed herself as the employer who hired the assassin to attack Luo Yun, she had also successfully promoted the alliance between Luo Yun and Ma Zhanshan.

He wondered how Senior Brother Lone Sky was doing, as well as familiar faces like Qian Lihang and Niu Xiangyuan. Especially Old Qi, who had taken a hit from the Thunder Pearl—hopefully he was still alive.

“Friend, wait a moment. May I ask you something?” Gu Xi cupped his hands in greeting.

According to the plan, Li Songda was to go to the fourth floor, Jin Yan to the third. The distance was short. Both groups chose to take the stairs, which offered far greater mobility and safety than the elevator.