Chapter 73: Shadow (Extra Chapter for Patron

Aolang had guessed Mudi's parents were strong Hunters, but he hadn't guessed they'd be that strong.

He could even name the man's father immediately, since there were only two active Nine-Star Hunters, and one of them was a woman.

It seemed these two Nine-Star Hunters were master and apprentice; thinking along this line, one could guess what kind of people Mudi had been surrounded by growing up.

To ordinary people,

The two understood and stepped forward, just as they reached to touch Liu Laoye's body—a shadow shot in, two pebbles striking their foreheads with perfect accuracy; they collapsed with a thud, lifeless.

"I know nothing, I know nothing, I saw nothing," the Scarred Man collapsed onto the ground, his face twisted with terror, as if under some unspeakable threat, making observers instinctively imagine the worst.

This was the supernatural change the Qi Refining Realm's Perfection Stage had wrought upon his body: double pupils, seeing through obstacles, piercing down to the finest detail.

Once the police left, the villagers of Lou Sang Village grew bolder, storming into the thieves' house for another massive raid, trying to empty out everything the couple had illegally amassed over the years.

Even if she chose to leave Huo Ziyin and start anew alone, she could still live well. The men pursuing her, even after rigorous filtering, could form an army of thousands. Yet she did not do so—she had her own reasons.

Though I wore a veil, I lowered my eyes to avoid his gaze. This beautiful face, meticulously crafted by Gui Qianshuo, left me disoriented and flustered, as if I were wearing a lavish gown that didn't belong to me.

As expected, Wan Zihong's eyes spun wildly within their perfect sockets, never daring to fall. She still wore the same pitiful, tearful expression.

A surge of killing intent poured from the talisman; Shao Longcheng cast it, and beneath the first pale light of dawn, a dark Barrier enveloped the heavens and earth.

Although Ye Lan had already guessed what Lei Xiu had gone through, she couldn't help asking him anyway.

"Ziling, why are you defending Yu'er?!" Jiang Yiyun, caught off guard, blushed slightly.

The golden blood flowed onto the blue door, acting like a catalyst, multiplying the force of impact dozens of times over.

When the old matriarch celebrated her birthday, she was still at the Xie Family; later, when she moved to the Xie Household, she remained busy, so she remained distant from everyone else in the mansion.

When Lv Bu received the news, Cao Shi was beside him; Lv Bu flew into a rage, shouting, "Cao Aman has betrayed me too deeply—this is outrageous!" As he shouted, he shoved Cao Shi to the ground.

Not only had Zhao Yun arrived—behind him, soldiers surged like a tide, blocking every inch of the street.

In Dongda, no one had ever heard Jiang Xirui play the qin; each note danced and leapt beneath his fingers, the audience below silent, many pulling out phones to record.

"Where's my disciple Xie Feng?" Lao Wu was uneasy about Xie Feng; though he disliked him, Xie Feng was still his disciple, and it was only natural he cared.

Jiang Xirui stepped out and closed the door. "Let's go." At the restaurant, Uncle Xu had already reserved a private room; Xu Family members led them in—they had long-standing ties and had visited each other for years.

Deathmask had been huddled at the back, afraid Ying Luo would spot him. But to evade the gaze of a swordsman? He was still far too inexperienced. When Ying Luo called his name, he reluctantly shuffled forward; the children beside him froze, then burst into laughter.