Chapter 95: Solving the Case

Fang Wenxuan walked out and approached Mu Fuqiang, presenting the DNA comparison results from Zheng Qiaoshan before him. Staring at Mu Fuqiang, he spoke each word deliberately, “Mu Xu is your daughter. This is the result from our forensic department in the Criminal Police Brigade. It’s the most accurate.”

Mu Fuqiang’s eyes widened, staring at the paternity report in Fang Wenxuan’s hand.

“Ah… ah… no… my little Xu… my daughter…” After reading the result, Mu Fuqiang screamed, his voice thick with despair and agony.

Suddenly, Mu Fuqiang’s eyes rolled back as he collapsed to the ground.

While everyone rushed to aid Mu Fuqiang, Fang Wenxuan turned away.

“One thousand units of World Stone.” Hearing the number, Adil instinctively frowned, unable to grasp what such a quantity meant.

Lacoco sensed a magical fluctuation that felt unfamiliar yet vaguely familiar to her. As she drew closer to the other side of the spatial passage, the once multicolored streaming lights gradually shifted to a predominantly blue hue. At this moment, Lacoco finally guessed what it might be.

Lacoco felt a bit annoyed. Did they have to be so in sync? They even threw out a double retort.

No one expected the old master to be at the Qian family. Gong Zhuoxi stepped up to greet the elders.

A: Marquis Lu Fengxian’s courage and strength are unmatched; with three thousand armored riders, he shattered tens of thousands of allied troops. Is he not a hero?

Noya, brimming with murderous aura, wove an impenetrable storm of blades, spears, and swords. She raised her sword, unleashing a force like a tidal wave that engulfed the black-clad assassin opposite her. Her first move was so overwhelmingly intimidating that it struck terror and hesitation into her opponent’s heart.

Likewise, only these outsider martial arts schools would formally pay respects; the local dojos contacted Father directly.

There was no thunderous gunfire, just a soft whistle. Cheng Jiaqi felt a sudden pain in her abdomen, instinctively clutching the wound—her hands drenched in blood. Ruikang, enduring his own agony, summoned all his strength to pull her down into the trench beside him, as bullets whizzed overhead.

All those piercing words came from those tender lips. Gong Zhuoxi watched, gradually feeling as though his world contained only that moving streak of crimson.

“Slap! Slap!” Two sharp sounds rang out as Qiqige delivered two resounding slaps to Li Tai. “That’s a lesson for you!” she huffed, pulling the sword from the headboard, ready to strike at Li Tai.

Li Tianqi and Mu Yanyuan pressed their backs together, using the force to charge once more at the old woman.

As Ice and Nightwind battled fiercely, a black-clad figure slipped behind Zhao Wufa, suddenly launching an attack.

I gazed at his face, and suddenly felt that the moments before were mere illusion. He may be lonely, but he will always be beyond my reach.

Zhusha looked up at the sky, and a hint of resolve appeared on his face. He thought decisively: Since that’s the case, let the storm rage even fiercer.

Li Tianqi said, “I used to think things couldn’t be this coincidental, but…” He approached the table and gently picked up the glowing stone.

Lan Lianxia tilted her head back, arching her chest even higher. Ouyang Yi accepted her offering without restraint. She clutched the bedsheets tightly, her eyes misty.

With the howls of the beasts, more and more monsters joined the siege against Wu Jinglan—those that flew, ran, and crawled all gathered to attack.

Sun Youdao shivered again. Zhao Dong extended his long weapon, and with a sickening sound of metal piercing flesh, stabbed straight through Sun Youdao’s thigh. The pain made Sun Youdao weep.

“It’s nothing. As long as it’s made by Madam herself, Mr. Meng will surely like it,” Sister Qin praised.

Even if the opponent is a mighty practitioner of the Great Wilderness realm, and even with Yue Jingzhong’s army and the Beggars’ Sect army assisting, they have sixty thousand troops and do not believe they will be utterly defeated.