Chapter 565

“Xiao Juan.”

“Jianjun.”

Shen Siyuan: …

Looking at his parents embracing, Shen Siyuan was speechless.

He couldn’t stand the two of them.

Ruan Hongzhuang quietly leaned close to Shen Siyuan and whispered, “Do your parents always act like this?”

Jiang Tao was also standing nearby, straining to eavesdrop.

Shen Siyuan nodded helplessly, then sighed: “My mom’s been heavily influenced by Hong Kong and Taiwan dramas.”

As for Meng Bo, though he was a rare martial Zun , the spiritual power radiating from him was average.

Liu Xiu stared at Sha Moke and suddenly laughed; this bulky, rough-looking Sha Moke wasn’t a fool—he had his own thoughts and was quite clever.

Lin Zhen was deeply shocked; such immense power had surely surpassed human limits.

As Ye Mo drew closer, he saw more clearly—the man was utterly ordinary, not muscular, and his posture showed no sign of deep martial skill. The reason Zhang Jinxuan felt confident she could protect her, and why Li Rui’s group feared him so much, must be because he could summon those fireballs.

The Qu family had many members serving in government, but most were stationed in Quren County, and not one had even become its county magistrate. Getting onto Liu Zhang’s radar wasn’t easy.

He Yaxiang frowned, seeing the crowd before her—each man was large, muscular, clearly the type who ran with gangs.

The father and son playing bumper cars at the amusement park still didn’t know Lin Xinxin had arrived; Lin Xi was having a blast—he hadn’t played like this in a long time.

Huang Hu rode a towering black horse, leading his army out from the front road and blocking their path.

Ye Mo smiled bitterly again; his training was still insufficient—if his Wing Chun skill advanced one more level, reaching near Ye Wen’s level, he could handle such a scene.

“So you made the decision on your own, waiting until Sister Feng was about to come up before telling me?” Jin Shaosi was angry.

To ordinary people, seeing the Mountain Tiger would trigger an instinctive retreat; once Lin Yi slapped his palms against the broken wall, his plan would succeed.

Since you chose the Nine Mysteries Scripture, bestow upon him my Flame-Bathing Bracelet. Remember! These were the master’s final words before leaving.

All other taxis had also stopped. No one argued with the drivers, regardless of who was inside.

After exchanging greetings, Shen Cheng turned to his third sister, his eyes welling up again; meeting family under these circumstances stirred his emotions uncontrollably, warm tears spilling out as he cried out, “Third sister.”

Just as they were about to depart, many major powers suddenly changed their minds and began making excuses.

The situation in Luo City shifted rapidly; people no longer cared about Jian Mo’s death, and all attention turned to Jian Heng and Jian Mo’s connection with the Gu family.

A Zhong stepped forward and knocked on the door; a man opened it. From the aura he radiated, his martial skill was clearly formidable. He had heard that Xunyang Young Master had many capable followers—today’s encounter proved it true.

He possessed the Ecological Ship and Star Spirit, two devastating advantages for alchemy, but without a master’s guidance, his foundation was weak. Ren Lao, though merely Zhou Chongxing’s servant, had inherited his master’s experience in spirit herb cultivation and pill refining—he was truly an irreplaceable teacher.

Although Jiangcheng authorities sought to prevent Li Tianyi’s stabbing incident from drawing excessive attention from provincial leadership, they followed procedure and reported to the provincial leadership at the slowest possible pace.

Above ground, Yan Wu was frantic; if she wanted to rescue him, it was already too late—Bi Yuanwater couldn’t quench the immediate thirst.

Tianying looked at the billions of mortal souls before him, his face showing discomfort, but his heart was bleeding—he had killed his own people, betrayed his divine mother, and now he felt he was nothing but a harbinger of misfortune.