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Chapter 161: They

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At noon, Shi Guangrong invited Fang Qingye to lunch, and this time he truly did not drink alcohol.

After eating, Fang Qingye prepared to leave; Shi Guangrong saw him warmly to the restaurant’s entrance, calling out: “Director Fang! Goodbye, come visit Shanghai sometime!”

“Sure, and you’re welcome to come to Nanxin,” Fang Qingye said, waving his hand as he slipped into the car.

Watching the car vanish from sight, Shi Guangrong fell into deep thought.

“Guangrong, let’s go too,” Jiang Yiling reminded him from beside.

Ye Tianyu slowly woke, struggling to open her eyes; remembering the pain in her chest that had caused her to faint, she picked up a silver needle and pierced the Shenkong and Zhongfu acupoints, then attempted to channel spiritual energy.

She clenched her fists, staring at Jun Muci in disbelief, never expecting him to say such a thing.

Ye Tianyu had not realized it was Xue Qing who erased the mark—why hadn’t he told her at the time?

The easiest way to find out would be to ask Yu Wu Shi—he certainly knew everything—but their argument that day had made her too proud to go to him first.

After walking another twenty minutes with her, I saw a row of white porcelain bottles neatly arranged on the ground.

“That’s good then,” Liu Yuming said. “Faceless ones—no one knows how they appear. They take stone as their heart and specialize in peeling off faces; they’re extremely hard to fight. The only way is to force them back through the Yin Gate.”

I asked Grandma if she’d found out anything about the male ghost; she tossed me a talisman and told me to stick it on the village chief’s forehead.

Seeing the bead, the young master’s mouth twitched, his expression turning unnatural. Lan Feng was also stunned—how did he have a Black Cloud Pearl?

“I’m sorry, my husband will worry when he gets home and doesn’t find us,” Qiao Ye said, composing herself, then walked away straight with Qiao Baobao in her arms.

Behind her, Jiǔ, who had been waiting for him to finish his call, finally stepped forward and handed him a stack of documents.

Zuo Za tilted his head, looking at the guard with pity—he too inwardly hoped the guard would reveal everything.

So much so that he broke his own long-standing principles for her, even disregarding Yichen’s feelings.

The car stopped in front of Fuhua Hotel; Yichen got out, locked the door, and suddenly noticed a familiar Porsche parked across the street.

They never asked him to give them a ride—he rushed over to ask anyway, then acted all aloof and refused when they named their destination.

“What do you want?” Hua Qingyan steadied herself; she didn’t believe she could speak calmly with Wen Shi, and there was nothing between them to discuss anyway.

Feng Wu was still weighing her options—should she deal with Chu Yang first, or watch out for the Divine Empress? But she couldn’t let Chu Yang mislead her about whether the Divine Empress was truly at fault.

He had long legs; she took three steps while he took only two, easily keeping pace beside her, impossible to shake off—like a piece of sticky candy.

Ji Weiyan looked down at her and noticed that though she had applied makeup, the dark circles under her eyes were still visible. He frowned, then asked her.

These capital interests would be better off continuing to speculate on land in eastern cities or investing in indoor vertical agriculture than throwing money into the desert.

Gu Jin blinked, as if seeing a faint shadow of that man in Gu Qingwan.

“Please,” Tang’s mother said. When she opened her eyes, the earlier fatigue and weariness were gone—only sharp eyes remained, gleaming like a sword waiting to drink blood.

After a long while, Mo Fengwu finally released her grip. At that moment, Liu Yin stepped forward and took the box. Mo Fengwu opened it on the spot… instantly, a brilliant white light burst forth from within.

“He’s Wu Hai the Elder!” Yue Tianhuang recognized him at once, his expression darkening instantly.

She was overjoyed—since Chen Jierui had entrusted this task to her, it was clearly a favor; with this, her brother’s matter should be settled without incident.

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