Volume One, Chapter 30: Don’t Bring Strange Men Home Next Time
Seeing that it was about time, the group prepared to head home.
As they were packing up to leave, Ling Dan’s sharp eyes caught sight of a Vacheron Constantin men’s watch tucked away in a corner of the coffee table’s shelf. "Whose watch is this? Someone left it behind."
The conference room fell deathly silent. The brothers held their breath, their attention fixed entirely on him.
Zhou Zhiruo had actually harbored a shred of kindness in her heart, but at this moment, even that last bit of benevolence was utterly extinguished by Ruonan’s actions.
The two assassins’ eyes widened simultaneously; had they not seen it with their own eyes, they would never have believed it to be true.
Caught between a pincer attack, Lusba’s army found themselves trapped like rats in a cage. Artillery fire rained down, and bodies were blown into the air.
The leaders of the various Hongmen factions were deeply moved. Although the medical expenses were negligible in their eyes, the "sincerity" displayed by Boss Xie was quite satisfying.
Shortly after the Young Master of Gentleness departed, a figure emerged from within the void. His skin was a deathly gray, and a horn protruded from his forehead, yet he resembled a human in general form. This was a member of one of the legendary demon races.
Several times, Jingxin considered intervening, but she understood that if she were to act rashly, it would inevitably provoke resentment. If Li Donghe were to let his men continue the slaughter, it would undoubtedly spell disaster for the few remaining survivors.
"Of course. I feel a great affinity with my elder brother, so I chose this specifically for him. It’s not for you—if I were to use it, it would just be a decoration," Xia Yu explained painstakingly. This left everyone stunned again; giving gifts was truly a difficult task.
This was the ice-crystal bracelet that Xia Yan wore often. Holding it, Qingxin felt a profound sense of heartache.
These individuals were major figures in the world of demonic cultivation; aside from them, few possessed the qualifications to enter the Ten Thousand Demon Cave to pay homage to the Blood Demon Ancestor.
"But there’s no rush. Before we get down to business, we need to deal with these men so they don't spoil our fun later!" the burly man said with a sinister tone.
But just as he uttered the final word, he felt a pill shoved into his throat. Because he was in the middle of speaking, his throat was open, and the pill slid directly into his esophagus and down into his stomach. He hadn't even seen how Lin Fan moved before it was all over.
Since a Zombie Emperor had already appeared among the zombies, it was certain that a sovereign would eventually emerge among the mutated beasts as well.
The foundation for establishing the sect was now in place. Furthermore, Lin Feng had already inscribed the secret array patterns upon this space of his. All that remained was to recruit disciples, wait a few years for them to mature, and let the reputation of his sect spread gradually.
"Thank you, Grandfather! Thank you for saving my life..." Huzi was so moved that hot tears streamed down his face.
Ye Tian exhaled a breath of murky air, struggling to steady himself and purge his mind of distracting thoughts.
Fortunately, both of them possessed excellent constitutions; this climb could be considered a challenge to the limits of their physical endurance.
Gazing at the flower bud before him, Ye Feng raised his hand and gently cupped it. A chill instantly traveled from his fingertips into his palm, surging through his entire body.
Seeing that the day's events had finally come to an end, Twilight breathed a sigh of relief and led the others toward the summit.
Finally, Yang Ming commended everyone for their work and even enhanced the strength of the three team captains.
Deep within the Earth Origin Dojo, after nearly a month of deduction, the eight members of Gongyang’s group finally succeeded in locating the life soul he had left within the depths of the Earth Origin Seal years ago.