Volume One, Chapter 36: Kong Lingbei, It’s Time for You to Shine and Make Your Mark

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“It was clearly them who cut us off and caused this traffic jam. If anyone gets to go in, it should be us first!” the fat man grumbled indignantly.

I could not help retreating a little. After all, the gap between our circumstances was simply too great. Once I had escorted Shen Bing to her doorstep, I prepared to say goodbye. In truth, I had originally wanted to go inside and see Shen Ling before leaving. But after seeing the condition of her home, I felt an obscure sense of inferiority rising within me.

Every day, her schedule was packed to the brim. She left early and returned late, flying to one city today and another tomorrow. Falling asleep from exhaustion on the road, only to emerge from the car brimming with energy—such things were commonplace for her.

On Sunday, Shen Jiarui finally returned to the country. Ever since their last phone call, Assistant Qi had remained in contact with Yan Chuyin, even sending her the flight number for his return.

While the two of them were talking, Director Qian had someone carry over the table. Chen Gong hurried over to help, but Director Qian refused to let him. He told Chen Gong to sit there and wait; everything would be arranged for him, and he need not lift a finger.

Beneath the city walls, masses of heavily armored infantry advanced steadily with huge shields raised high, forming an iron barrier against any arrows that might rain down from the battlements as they gradually approached the moat. At the same time, siege equipment was slowly pushed forward from the rear by the soldiers.

Although Huo Dongting’s original plan for tonight had been disrupted by them, that only applied to tonight. After tonight, he would certainly make another move.

By then, Yan Chi had already regrouped with his rear detachment. Together with the Meng clan’s volunteer army, he hurried in force to the site of the ambush, where they dug up the corpses of both enemy and ally that Liu Zhengfeng had buried. One of them was the chieftain Yu Hai.

“Heh heh, you’re right. There isn’t a single other man in the company whose popularity can match mine!” Ju Jie grew smug.

Having made up his mind, Zhang Yang lowered his head in thought, occasionally glancing out the window to admire the scenery beyond.

“Who knows? We can’t understand the world of the rich. We’d better go back and do our jobs properly.” The two security guards returned to their posts with envy written across their faces.

Just then, the strength-type teacher who had been resisting the Du Lang Demon Ape was suddenly sent flying by an iron fist. Guan Jingyun, who had been firing a rifle at the back of the Du Lang Demon Ape’s head, was exposed to its gaze.

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By then, the blazing sun in the sky had tilted toward the western heavens and was about to sink below the horizon. Warm orange light spilled across the endless emerald grassland, creating a dreamlike beauty.

Anyone who did not know better might have thought it belonged to a wolf. Whenever it became agitated, its other two heads would appear as well. Thus, it was not one wolf howling at that moment, but three wolves howling together.

Although the two women were furious at having been humiliated, they were even more worried that Nangong Yuchen might lose his temper and clash with the others. After all, judging from both the clothing and bearing of those four young people, they were clearly no ordinary individuals.

Lu Xia stood frozen to one side, still maintaining the position in which Young Master Yan had thrown her—sitting on the ground with her bottom planted firmly, laughing and crying as she watched Young Master Yan, who had already stabilized and returned to normal. Yet without the three of them realizing it, a giant as enormous as a mountain had already appeared silently behind Lu Xia.

Zhang Chen remained neither servile nor overbearing. To him, Lucius was merely someone with a certain degree of ability. Apart from curses, Zhang Chen feared none of his methods. And now that he had Voldemort, even if Lucius used a curse, Zhang Chen could have Voldemort tell him how to deal with it.

After some effort, Zhang Chen finally squeezed his way inside. The moment he entered, he saw Zhao Ling’er, her entire body wreathed in an ethereal, immortal aura.

Each person was so afraid that saying a single word might cost them one bite of food. This showed just how excellent Jie Yisheng’s cooking was—it had completely conquered everyone present.

“You’re mistaken. It wasn’t deception; it was something both parties willingly agreed to! How can you call that cheating?” Zhu Caixuan said with complete seriousness.

“Hey, hey, do you think sixth-tier magic wielders like you are common? Anyone who isn’t even afraid upon seeing a sixth-tier mage must have something strange about them.” Hua Xiangrong sounded utterly certain.

As he spoke, Akizuki Soichiro showed me a photograph of the dead man. It was unquestionably Shi Xintian, but how had he died? Even in death, the man wore a calm expression, without the slightest trace of emotion. Anyone who did not know better would have thought he was merely asleep.

When Cao Peng reached the upper floor, he saw Meng Hu and his men guarding the doorway. They appeared to be casually smoking and chatting, yet their eyes remained fixed on the Su family home, afraid that something might happen.

Although he knew that doing this would make it less likely for his identity to be exposed, Chi Huan still felt that the emperor had gone a little too far this time.

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After investigating, they discovered that the whole thing had actually been caused by someone who had already died a heroic death. Mo Siyun froze for a moment, then could only swallow her frustration and continue taking part in this martial competition, where points determined the ranking.

Cao Peng yawned listlessly as he waited for the right opportunity. Then, suddenly, his brows drew together slightly, and he turned his gaze toward the exhibit being presented this time.

In the letter, Zimo had vaguely implied that the Carefree End of Days might know Shuishan’s mother. Of course, Zimo’s words had been ambiguous, and he himself did not know the details. Still, the general meaning was that the Carefree End of Days was not some frivolous playboy who chased after every pretty girl—he had truly fallen in love with Shuishan.

This was a legendary divine beast. No one had expected Yuchen to possess such heaven-defying fortune. But when they thought of what he had endured, they merely shook their heads. Perhaps this was heaven’s compensation to him.

While humming a lullaby, Yu Weiyan moved as lightly as a swallow, flipping and leaping across the tops of the magical beasts. Because of her Golden Core cultivation, the beasts harbored no hostility toward her and did not mind her stepping on them. Thus, after trampling across a succession of first-, middle-, and high-level magical beasts, Yu Weiyan finally reached the very front.

“Then what did the prince do when he learned that the emperor had gone missing?” Lan Qingqing asked.

“Perhaps they’ll appear right in front of us shortly,” said Weir in a low voice. He was the only man who had not complained much.

Yu Weiyan nodded. Baili Wuchen then raised his palm and sealed off the space around himself with a black barrier. His figure vanished within it, and even his scent was concealed.

These two maidservants differed greatly from ordinary maids simply in terms of physique. Not only were they powerfully built, but profound spiritual energy slowly radiated from their bodies, dense and pure. At a glance, it was obvious that they were experts.

“This place has already existed for more than one hundred and fifty years. Once you arrive here, it is as though you have entered a dreamlike world,” Jamie said in a deeply magnetic voice.

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