Chapter 20: Silencing Witnesses

Xu Laifeng was Ye Cheng’s captain of the guards, and also the master to both Ye Cheng and Lin Yurou. Their martial arts were all taught by Xu Laifeng, so the bond between them was deep. However, Ye Cheng had infiltrated the Prince’s residence for two years, rarely communicating with the outside world, and Xu Laifeng had feared something might have happened to him.

“Let’s go and meet them, then.”

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I can’t quite say what’s wrong, just that something feels off. Normally, when a business owner learns the police have come knocking, there’s sure to be some tension—especially for those whose trade revolves around food and entertainment. They ought to treat the police with extra respect.

“Yesterday, with the marquis’s written order, I went to Ten Mile Post outside Daye to look for the midwife. She claimed her daughter-in-law had just given birth and didn’t want to come out. I had to persistently plead before she finally agreed to come,” Qing’er said excitedly.

A loud boom resounded, and their figures were struck and sent flying by the morning light. But the power behind the blow was limited; while it knocked them back, it didn’t inflict any serious harm.

“You idiot, you won’t behave unless I curse at you.” Bai Xiaojun spat, and a thick glob landed squarely on the pant leg of a man standing directly ahead.

The first day’s meeting lasted the entire day, only ending around seven in the evening.

Heaven bear witness, Chen Tairan never cared much for song or dance. Take a look at what he did like: martial arts, firearms, blades, modified cars, lighters—all things marked distinctly by masculine flair.

A Tong and his friend truly deserved their reputation as tech elites; in no time, they’d figured it out and sent the location map to Chen Tairan.

About ten minutes later, Liu Tingyu waved goodbye to her classmates one by one, then walked over with a bright smile.

“How could you! At such a crucial moment, you didn’t answer the phone!” Bai Feifei fumed inwardly.

The Lord of Chaos was not as the council of gods had described—mediocre in willpower. In fact, his innate strength of will was excellent; he might well reach the level of the Black Robed Grand Witch. Combined with his current power, this was a tremendous advantage.

Gu Nianqing sighed so softly it was barely audible. She understood the truth, yet the hurdle in her heart remained insurmountable.

The speed of the tenth-stage karst saber-toothed tiger seemed utterly restricted; its forelegs strained, but it couldn’t lift itself even an inch.

When the doctor arrived, Long Chenfeng no longer glanced at her. He promptly lifted Ling Aoxue onto the carriage and had the doctor climb aboard as well.

A few days later, as they fled, news reached them: the Kingdom of Da’an had placed a bounty on Princess Yonghan. Anyone who handed her over would spare the remaining people of the Yue nation from pursuit.

Jiang Qing took Strong’s arm, and Strong pressed her down in turn. Jiang Qing hadn’t recovered from his weight, letting out a muffled groan.

Madam Wan felt around her chest, where she kept a pouch of golden nuggets given by Liu Xuening, as well as the jade bracelet on her wrist and the gold hairpin in her hair. These treasures were more than enough for her family to live in comfort for a lifetime.

Ye Ning had spent countless efforts laying multiple layers of formations in the medicinal garden. Even a fellow sage would find it difficult to enter. Should an immortal lord try to break in, the commotion would alert the entire sect. Only Gu Hou, who carried the pass token, could enter the garden freely.

She knew why he was angry; she knew she felt happy because he was jealous and upset for her, yet she still couldn’t help feeling a bit sad.

Murong Li sighed, gazing ahead. At the border, yellow sand rolled endlessly; even by dusk, the heat remained oppressive.

She and Shengshi had known each other for years. They grew up together, played together. She knew he was indispensable, irreplaceable in her life.