Chapter 952: The Gold-Seeking Talisman

"What did you say?" Mo Hua stared, stunned and bewildered.

"Hand it over to me…"

"What?"

"Fuck, what else could it be?" The rat's face turned ashen, bloodshot veins creeping into his eyes. "Old Pi's Gold-Seeking Talisman is definitely in your possession!"

Mo Hua's heart skipped.

So it was true!

This rat was after that Gold-Seeking Talisman—his earlier rummaging through my storage pouch was to find Old Pi's Gold-Seeking Talisman.

"Yes, I can let go of my obsession—but how can I enter reincarnation?" Lü Zhu gazed at Qing Zhu, puzzled.

He inserted the key into the lock, slowly opened the door, blocked La Zili from entering, then wandered around the room, opening the wardrobe, crawling under the bed to inspect it, and only after a thorough search did he let La Zili in.

He truly was like no ordinary one—nothing could stop him, not even a divine voice.

But then he thought again: Han Bin felt Qing Zhu's words might merely be humility.

"Take him," Feng Lingtian ordered coldly. Instantly, the guards advanced, charging straight ahead—a terrifying chill descended. Thinking of the Son of Heaven's death, his body trembled slightly.

"Alright, alright, this Taoist will do his best," Qing Zhu nodded. With things at this point, he had no choice but to accept this hot potato.

He didn't finish his words, but his eyes blazed with murderous intent, radiating an undeniable aura of intimidation.

Besides, if she found out the truth now, wouldn't that only worsen the rift between them?

Many who saw Feng Lingtian gradually learned his identity; standing beside Baihe, the two were indeed a perfect match.

The Emperor was mysterious—perhaps he didn't fully understand the truth himself, which was why he refused to speak and didn't want his ministers prying.

Several factories had already been completed. This pace greatly satisfied Nie Zhenbang. Under the leadership and introduction of Huahui Group's officials, after touring the site, he gained a preliminary understanding of Huahui Group's construction progress.

"Fuck you, if it weren't for your parents, I'd have thrown that right at your head!" Zhao Emperor also flew into a rage.

"Daddy!" Yue Zishan leapt with lightning speed, stepping on the first-floor window and scaling up to the second floor of Yue Hongji.

In addition, Dai Fei's military records were transferred out of the Security Bureau. He was reassigned to the Armed Police Wenchun City Detachment as Commander of the Third Battalion.

"My ocular art is the same—the Seven Ocular Arts cannot merge into one; they must be used separately," Emperor Fu Xi said, reluctant.

Tianhao Group was her life's work—she naturally couldn't bear to watch it being acquired by the other side.

"Fine, I won't interfere then," Ji Tiancheng seemed to understand something, nodding.

Cold Chen Ke, impulsive Wang Yang—what shaped these two children's extreme personalities?

Though Lin Cheng felt little pain from the baton's blows, he looked disheveled. These handcuffs couldn't truly restrain him—he could easily snap them—but he didn't want to yet. Years of Huaxia education had ingrained respect for Huaxia police authority deep within him.

"Activate scanning function, survey the terrain here," Qin Young Master scanned the surroundings, utterly unsure where to go, and commanded the system.

Since Huang Zong's death, the rest of the Huang family had left H City and vanished without a trace; Shengshi had not actively pursued their whereabouts.

Ye Wuqing's eyes turned crimson; his whimpering suddenly erupted into heart-wrenching sobs, like a child losing his most precious treasure, weeping uncontrollably.

Ke Kaoyangguji "Sniper! Take cover!" Wang Dong shouted, diving forward, rolling on the ground, and hiding behind a tree.