Chapter 141: Prelude to the Storm

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“Senior Brother, I understand now. Thank you!” Fang Wenxuan looked gratefully at Lin Hui. Fortunately, Lin Hui had explained it to him; otherwise, he would have agonized over it for a long time.

“All right, my little junior brother. Food is the staff of life, so let’s go out and eat first. Stop thinking about it. You need to give yourself a rest.” Lin Hui smiled as he ruffled Fang Wenxuan’s hair.

“Mm!” Fang Wenxuan rose and left work with Lin Hui.

The next morning, Fang Wenxuan and Lin Hui arrived at the Criminal Police Brigade early. After clocking in and reporting for duty, they left the brigade together, got into the car, and prepared to go to the State Council to find Gomez.

“Ring, ring, ring…”

They had barely gotten into the car when Lin Hui’s phone rang.

Fang Wenxuan saw that Lin Hui was about to answer the call.

“Xiulan, you really aren’t coming with Big Brother?” Chen Jian paid him no attention. He merely pressed his lips together and looked at his younger sister.

“Of course not!” If the matter had not been brought up, all would have been well. But the moment Xue Qinghuai was mentioned, he was filled with complaints. He was in charge of the movement of goods in and out of Dinghai, and all the money passed through his hands as well. Naturally, no one knew the details better than he did.

Lin Bixiao was extremely perceptive. Just now, for an instant, she had noticed a flicker in Anna’s gaze when Anna looked at her.

In feudal society, anyone who committed such a grave crime was usually doomed to die. Even when a new dynasty was founded, an emperor ascended the throne, or thousands of miles of territory were reclaimed—occasions of such great rejoicing that the court might declare a universal amnesty—people like that would never be pardoned. They would still be put to death.

Her fingers were like tender lychees freshly peeled, their nails neat and even, touched with a delicate peach-pink hue. Zhao Chenggang could not help shivering, holding his breath as she smoothed her hair and properly withdrew her hand. Her soft lashes drooped, casting a beautiful fan-shaped shadow across her eyelids.

Looking into the valley, then at the hide map, Juming’s excitement grew until he began crying out in astonishment again and again.

“Mom, this is Moke. He’s my boyfriend. It’s Grandma’s eightieth birthday, so I brought him here specially.” Afraid that Moke might say the wrong thing, Li Xue hurriedly spoke first.

The Lord took grain from the World Tree to save the Nine Hells beneath the sun. Over the following three thousand years, the underworld changed with the shifting tides, and its appearance gradually transformed.

Before Lu Huai left, he had mentioned that Commander Dai Shinan had just returned from Beiping and that they had important matters to discuss.

Across this vast region of the Abyssal Sea Valley, throughout the ancient Gula waters and the many other seas, he had spent decades making his way through the world, enduring countless brushes with death and battles drenched in blood.

In the distance, the city gates stood wide open, decked in red and festooned with colored silk. For dozens of miles beyond the city, the official road had been swept perfectly clean and sprinkled with fresh water. All idlers and unrelated persons were forbidden to approach.

He himself had no trouble with it, but the lizard from his household was constantly causing disturbances. Perhaps it had grown accustomed to slipping in and out at will; every night, it would sneak through the open window without making a sound, then act cute and beg to be held, its desire to curry favor plain to see.

“Lan Tian, something terrible has happened. Our shop was smashed, and they even wrote something on the wall… They wrote…” Yu Mo’s tense voice came through the phone.

The words of several society ladies made Xu Siyu turn her head. Sure enough, Jin Nino was glaring at Lan Tian with such venom that it seemed she wanted to kill her with her eyes alone.

“Qianye Mao is a wild grass unique to our Jiada. It was given that name because its leaves pile up in lush, luxuriant clusters,” Aji explained.

Treading the Hongfei Jing, he remembered that he could kill Po Wangtian and finally hardened his heart enough to swallow it. Blue light rose from his body, leaving the nearby Grand Elder—who had not even had time to stop him—staring in stunned disbelief. Several minutes later, Treading the Hongfei Jing finally broke through to the ninth level of the Qi Master realm.

Although they could not see their own faces, the two of them were dressed exactly alike. It seemed an aftershock had just occurred. Was she dead?

The old woman who had been called an old beast instantly flew into a rage. Unfortunately, the eagle’s sharp talons were inside the house, and she did not dare enter. All she could do was curse and swear, taking whatever small advantage she could through words.

Fuqiuao, however, seemed to have noticed something and hastened forward as though his feet were being carried by the wind, leaving Yue Qianxin and the others far behind.

Yue Qianxin stood rooted to the spot. By chance, she caught another fleeting glimpse, and once again the sight dazzled her. But this time, what captivated the soul was not the splendor of golden halls and wealth—it was the breathtaking beauty of a woman. A single glance was enough to turn the world upside down.