Chapter 113: The Captured Lady Knight

The alarm pierced layer after layer of rock, twisting into an eerie hum deep within the underground palace.

The hurried clatter of leather shoes exploded through the marble corridor. The guards shouted over one another, while beneath the cold white emergency lights, their weapons gleamed with a grim, icy sheen.

The frigid air seemed to catch fire beneath their fierce bloodlust, radiating heat.

Creak!

A slender hand slowly pushed open the heavy bronze doors.

The instant White Jade Capital stepped across the threshold, he happened to come face-to-face with—

By then, the bomb squad had already handed some materials to Officer Takagi inside the elevator. There was no helping it; Wei was simply too young. The police had reluctantly allowed him to attempt the bomb disposal, but only under the bomb squad’s constant direction. As a result, the pressure inevitably fell upon Officer Takagi.

“He probably sensed the aura of inheritance on Lord Haoyu—the aura unique to the master!” Lord Rong Xiu was remarkably perceptive. He saw the heart of the matter at a glance, and his calm, unruffled manner, as though he had understood everything from the beginning, only confirmed it.

“Mother, I’m fine. I feel just as stifled staying indoors. I’m more at ease outside.” Thinking of how the entire Qin family had been stripped of their homes and driven from the capital, Madam Qin was overwhelmed with sorrow.

If not for the guidance that had enlightened him, the old gatekeeper would have fought to the death to reclaim those things. He had seen greed before, but never had he witnessed anyone shameless enough to covet wealth to such an extent.

Therefore, even after seeing Xiao Yao, he kept as far away from her as possible. He could not allow his family to suffer undeserved calamity because of her.

As night fell, two dark figures silently infiltrated the Duke of Qiao’s residence and headed straight for Qiao Xinran’s courtyard.

As Madam Feng led Xiao Qiqi upstairs to a private room, she took the opportunity to cultivate a rapport with her. At the same time, she instructed the people below to treat Chu Fengci with courtesy.

Xiao Yao knew nothing of what had happened to the Liu family. Even if she had known, she would only have sneered and cursed them as hypocrites.

Very well. There was no need for the Wolf King to say a word—the facts themselves could prove just how absurdly mistaken their thoughts were. The moment those brainless creatures formed their plan and put it into action, they had barely taken a few steps before a blast of spiritual energy struck them, sending them flying.

Daoist Wu had initially worn an utterly composed expression, but the moment he saw Jiang Ning lying on the sofa, he could no longer remain calm.

“How could I possibly forget what I promised you two?” Ye Zhusheng’s lips curved faintly upward as he winked at Meng Yanyan and Meng Jiaojiao.

“You’re certainly flamboyant.” Li Xiaoyao watched him helplessly. This monk was becoming increasingly undisciplined, more and more unrestrained.

The guards detected movement inside the cavern and immediately sounded the alarm. In an instant, more than a thousand infantrymen came rushing over and surrounded the entrance. A cavalry unit emerged from the cave. At its head rode a man clad in thick iron armor, gripping an alloy lance as thick as a strong man’s arm. A scar ran from the center of his brow to the corner of his left eye across his bronze-colored face, resembling a centipede pasted to his skin.

After returning to his room, he lay on the bed and stared at the telephone number in his hand, his eyes filled with fury.

His position was rather awkward: to his left stood the enormous stronghold of the Devouring Beast Clan, while to his right lay the main city of the Divine Race.

As he had said, finding a job just to earn enough to get by was genuinely difficult these days. They had no deep grudge against each other, and it would not be right to make someone lose his job for no reason.

After all, Sun Chen had been in Sea City for some time. Who in Sea City’s circle of young heirs did not know that Young Master Sun was proud and arrogant, treating even an ordinary conversation with others as a favor bestowed upon them?

Three wave frequencies of one hundred and forty thousand formed a triangular pattern, attacking You Yitian from three directions: head-on, from the left, and from the right.

The news had to be released, the protective forces had to be strengthened, and arrangements also had to be made for the volunteers. All of this required their consideration.

After Deng Pengju returned on the eleventh, he separately invited Chang Yiming, Assistant Long, and a number of other figures. Before a month had passed, a miraculous incident occurred in the main workshop of Tejia Corporation.