Chapter 160: 159 Once Bitten by a Snake, Afraid of Ropes for Ten Years

After staying in Shencheng for four days, Fang Qingye decided to return to Nanxin.

Bai Ou was working hard as an intern at the law firm, busy every day, leaving early and returning late; Fang Qingye could not help, and had nothing else to do in Shencheng, so it was better to go back and avoid Quan Shasha constantly bothering him on QQ about going to the resort.

This morning, on the way to drop Bai Ou off at the law firm, Fang Qingye mentioned his plan. Bai Ou naturally had no objections, but reminded him to tell Grandpa once he got back, she had just…

“Now please welcome our other birthday honoree.” The same male voice rang out again, and the crowd below erupted in thunderous applause.

Ran Qing felt profound sorrow, yet she knew their resolve was firm; even if she forced them to stay, it would be only a few more days before they must part. Indeed, her mother was here, Chang’an was here, Ali was here—she would never leave again, and her travels had ended. Suppressing her grief, she silently saw them off to the main gate.

“No! Please respect me! Don’t impose your pointless fantasies on me—I’ve told you many times, Mu Xuncheng, I’m not as bad as you imagine.” Leng Qingxi was enraged by Mu Xuncheng’s attitude.

Faced with this stone tablet, which was utterly unyielding and impervious to any attempt, Su Can, though filled with unwillingness, could only abandon for now his plan to enter the inner sanctum of the Medicine King Sect and prepared to leave.

Ling Xue held forty percent of the shares in Creation, while Wanling had already acquired the other forty percent outside of Ling Xue’s holdings.

“Actually, we can do this: first see what Wanling wants us to do, then decide whether it’s necessary to cooperate with her,” Mu Xuncheng suggested.

But then Shen Wanhuai’s voice abruptly cut off—apparently, she had been gagged again with tape.

“Then I’ll take her home, and I’ll tell my dad—he can think of some way too!” Chen Kai said helplessly.

The clan elders also wore gloomy expressions; even without thinking, they knew tonight’s two sudden fires were certainly connected to that man surnamed Su.

“Alright, then Mom will agree to the arranged meeting set up by Grandpa and Grandma, and find you another dad,” Shen Xia knelt down and stroked Nian Nian’s head.

“Who’s there?” Distant flickers of firelight appeared—likely family members on night patrol, drawn by the noise. Dong Li was surprised to see they were leading dogs; though not German Shepherds, just ordinary village mongrels, they were alert, baring their teeth and barking wildly at strangers.

She pondered long and hard, still feeling she couldn’t let Mu Wanqing off so easily—how could she possibly honor Huo Chen otherwise?

Clearly, the black-clad youth was an expert, at least as powerful as any one of them.

The water temperature was at least seventy degrees—enough not to burn the feet, but still too hot to step into.

Dong Li took a carriage into the city early in the morning, while Mo Youran went off to watch the villagers harvest wheat; she used the opportunity to visit shops specializing in rare species, hoping to find sweet potatoes, corn, or similar items.

Mu Wanqing froze—the scene from that family banquet still vivid in her mind: Xiang Han had taken her hand and asked her to play the pot-throwing game; how could she be scolding her now?

“What else can we do? Same as always—you hide east, I hide west! We need to make the unknown sectors of the Demon Heaven Alliance crack first!” Xu Hong smiled confidently at his master, Li Han.

The captain’s coming? He’s coming to defend the monster? Then what am I supposed to do? No.14 looked utterly bewildered, but since the captain had spoken, he had no choice but to agree and stepped aside naturally.

Eight orbs of light appeared before the statue; slowly, the image sharpened, and the first figure to leap into view was the man with twelve black wings flaring from his back.