Chapter 761: Obito: I'll Be the Second Muyue Immortal

After confirming that the Uchiha clan had not been exterminated, Obito next had to determine whether the Uchiha clan was planning a coup.

It was very simple to find out.

Because the Uchiha clan had not hidden it at all; they discussed it at clan meetings. In other words, any Uchiha ninja knew the clan wanted a coup.

Obito admired them—discussing something as deadly as a coup at a clan meeting.

"Isn't it said that the shadow on the moon is Wu Gang cutting a tree? I feel... it doesn't seem like tree-cutting anymore." She was making it up.

Gu Chen noticed An Xiaoxiao's puzzled gaze at the chubby girl still swaying outside, and spoke without changing expression, his usually cool voice carrying a hint of seduction.

From their first meeting until now, Bing Wu always felt a special emotion swirling in her heart, causing her to be irritated and uneasy, yet she could not find the reason.

Opposite him sat a young man whose casual dress was actually meticulous. The young man had brown hair and sharply defined features. Of typical Iberian descent, he was only about twenty, yet gave an impression of being calculating far beyond his years.

But it was already too late; after the instrument emitted some chaotic notes, the strings broke one by one, and the lute itself snapped in two, one half falling to the ground with a clang.

The words were like a stone hurled unexpectedly into the lake of his heart, stirring up layers of giant waves. Ling Lanyu looked at her in disbelief.

Legend says that when the Ferris wheel reaches its highest point, if you kiss your lover, you will go on happily ever after.

Actually, he was just toying with the sallow-faced man; if he used his superpower, Li Longfei could roll a six every time, but what fun would that be? The onlookers would probably leave.

At first she was going to call him "handsome idol," but feeling that form of address was too distant, she ended up switching to his name.

"Tell that old bastard Helian Jingsui that my big brother may not mind his actions, but that doesn't mean I don't. After all, my brother has a broad mind, while I always repay an eye for an eye." Lang Xie shrugged and pulled Helian Liuli out of the courtyard.

When he looked at Tong Lexi again, he found her already burying her head in her food, pretending not to know anything.

If they held them up here, once something happened over there, they definitely wouldn't have enough strength to respond.

In the Xiao clan's meeting hall, the finely carved sandalwood seats on both sides were filled with people. Flanking the stern middle-aged man in purple robes seated at the head, the hanging painting of a lion-ridge beast emanated a formidable aura, shrouding the hall in an awe-inspiring solemn atmosphere.

Blades and swords clashed, sparks flying. Lin Yu could not withstand such tremendous force, and his body shot out like a meteor.

The man in black still wore a refined smile; he had long anticipated this—with the Enforcer's pitiful intelligence, he would likely be devoured by this beloved disciple of his, down to the last scrap. Faulkner had always had a backup plan; only the Enforcer was kept in the dark.

"Actually, this was a trap he set," Lin Yu said, his tone somehow melancholy and sad.

The Primordial Nether Realm—a bizarre space that combines illusion and reality, where even the passage of time is altered.

For example, the Shanghai Sharks, whose performance was poor last season and the one before, jumped up significantly after hiring "Ferguson," becoming the league's biggest dark horse so far.

Hearing the words "the person I am now," Tong Lexi felt it was highly likely that he knew she was intentionally pretending not to know him; otherwise, he wouldn't have said something like that.