Chapter 817: One Hundred and Sixty-Three: Smooth Passage

One Hundred and Sixty-Three: Smooth Passage

Inside the pavilion, the young woman in sword attire smiled faintly, pinching the bronze token between two fingers and gesturing toward Ouyang Rong.

“Liu Aliang, do you know why my master gave me this?”

Ouyang Rong paused, then glanced at Chen Jiaxin’s smile, and replied solemnly:

“Did the Divine Woman entrust this to you so you may fulfill a duty on her behalf?”

Chen Jiaxin smiled slightly and shook her head:

“Yes and no.”

This time, Chen Jiaxin

Inside the pavilion, the young woman in sword attire smiled faintly, pinching the bronze token between two fingers and gesturing toward Ouyang Rong.

“Liu Aliang, do you know why my master gave me this?”

Ouyang Rong paused, then replied:

“Did the Divine Woman entrust this to you so you may fulfill a duty on her behalf?”

Chen Jiaxin smiled slightly and shook her head:

“Yes and no.”

This time, Chen Jiaxin had no intention of testing Ouyang Rong further; she placed the bronze token

The two or three dozen Lin clan members drinking tea in the courtyard, discussing farm matters, also rose at the sound and came over to investigate.

As for all that nonsense about half-siblings and family drama, these people had been poisoned too deeply by eight o’clock soap operas—they were beyond saving.

She didn’t say it aloud, but with Xia Fei’s nature, she might stir up trouble even if none existed—shouldn’t someone be watching over her?

The pain from the wound on his palm made Shi Lei cautious; clearly, if he’d been struck directly by the whip, it would have drained his already scarce energy and left a wound that refused to heal—the marks on his hand proved it.

In the previous fraction of a second, Zhang Fan hadn’t sensed the ghostly fist’s aura—it only appeared a fraction of a second later.

If he’d said that anywhere else, Zhang Yingxia would’ve turned and walked away immediately. He hated this kind of talk—half-truths, pretentious and vague.

“My guess was right—you’re just like Zhu Kongque. After you killed Yu Fei, Black Eagle moved to silence you, but you found a scapegoat instead of going the way Zhu Kongque did.” Tang Long now understood why Langya had helped him.

Shi Lei dashed toward Dares in three strides, like a gust of wind; though his hands couldn’t attack, his legs gathered force as he closed the distance, reaching a bursting point capable of kicking a full-grown elephant to death.

Normally, with sufficient personnel, police would split into multiple teams for surveillance—front and rear, alternating watches—but in this rushed situation, losing the target wasn’t anyone’s fault; yet for Si, on his first mission, the blow felt like the end of the world.

“Damn it, are Hu Hao’s troops made of iron? They’ve been marching for days and still launch attacks on us?” Victoria spoke.

Rocks crumbled, the ground split open into one trench after another, each as wide as a riverbed.

The fat man signaled he would strike first; Chen Rui stepped aside. Soon, golden light flickered in the fat man’s palm, and five gilded banners appeared—each distinct, their colors indicating the five elemental attributes.

Mu Yang’s lips curled in a cold sneer as his arm was seized; using the force of the throw, he gripped Shilagu’s arm with his free hand, twisted his waist, and hooked one foot around the opponent’s abdomen.

From Gray’s perspective, over a hundred shadowy tentacles halted mere ten meters from him, encircling him like a protective wall.

Because the enemy’s abilities were too powerful, patrols couldn’t be reduced—each team required at least one Golden Core cultivator leading it.

He had always assumed Tu Shan had died underwater at the hands of that ninth-rank peak monster.

As he charged forward, Meng Lin began to sense a gradual rise in temperature around him… the fire zone was naturally hot, but Meng Lin was in a dream—he hadn’t felt it before, yet now he did, unsure if it was an illusion.

Li Ling had intended to refuse, but seeing Du Yali’s pitiful expression, he couldn’t help but agree.

The Heluman Guild is a superpower rivaling the strongest clans, with business spanning countless sectors; establishing ties with such a guild would greatly benefit their family’s commerce.