Chapter 133: To Implicate or Not

The grand mansion of a fourth-rank official was breached by the commoners of the capital.

Once so inaccessible and resplendent with wealth, it now stood in ruin and desolation.

Zheng Yang lay in the main hall, his eyes wide with agony, his body covered in footprints and thick phlegm, the floor stained deep crimson by his blood.

The once arrogant Vice Minister of the Ministry of Rites had ended his days trampled to death by the masses.

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A soft moan escaped Zhu Qian’s lips as she wrapped her hands around Lin Xiang’s head, turning his once-neat hair into a bird’s nest.

She waved her hands in quick succession, and from the Supreme Profound Fire Mirror, another burst of flame soared forth. This flame suddenly shuddered, transforming into a divine bird resembling a phoenix, letting out a sharp, piercing cry.

"Alright, we've bought enough. Let’s head back!" Lin Xixi said lightly, stroking Lin Bingbing’s hair.

"There is no need to apologize. I believe they, like me, are perfectly willing," Zhao Haiting replied, comforting Zhou Yi in turn.

"We must deliberate carefully, deliberate carefully," Ji Mingyuan said. His steady nature always kept him so composed.

He had promised his mother, and driven by a duty he could not shirk, he had personally drugged his father’s ginseng tea, watching helplessly as his body withered away day by day.

The cave was as tall as a man, pitch-black and terrifying. Xuan He stumbled inside and stopped just near the entrance.

Of course, given the current situation, if Yang Heng were not killed at Beiguan City, the impact for the mastermind lurking in the shadows would be greatly diminished. The enemy might not be willing to invest heavily in an ambush on the road back to the capital, but seizing the initiative was always more advantageous for Yang Heng and his companions.

He was truly at his wit's end. He had spent these days running about for his sister, originally thinking that even without relying on Ji Huan, he could rescue Yisheng on his own.

Although these two families could at best forge first-rank Heavenly Weapons, even a first-rank Heavenly Weapon was something every martial artist dreamed of. Many came here simply to seek a top-tier weapon, for everyone knew that Heavenly Weapons were not possessions for ordinary people.

However, not everyone felt genuine gratitude. Once the eerie sensation dissipated, some began to lose their patience.

Seeing two handsome and distinguished young men enter, eyes lit up; it had been a long time since they had seen such striking beauties.

Lu Ning and Yu Mengzhu did not force others to follow; they told the carriage driver to return the next morning, paid the deposit along with compensation for the damage Yu Mengzhu had caused to the carriage in her fury, and then headed toward the village.

"You pulled another all-nighter?" Ling Xi exclaimed. Although she knew Ji Zhun was a perfectionist and a workaholic, the fact that he was staying up all night only to accompany her to rehearsal made her feel truly guilty.

But if Su Qin were not expelled from the sect, it would be difficult to answer to Lu Chao, indirectly offending the Supreme Elder.

He was no longer the Young Emperor in the Heavenly Court; he had to obtain all his cultivation resources through his own efforts.

Whenever she had free time, Mu Xi would paint Dongmi Mountain from memory, preparing to open a branch of the Mu Immortal Apothecary at the foot of the mountain.

He sat in the visitation room, separated by a pane of glass. Soon, the police brought Zhou Ze out from the back.

He watched as the previously wavering neutral faction began to discuss Chen Chuansheng with great enthusiasm.

Pang Ding knew he was in the wrong. Backing out of an agreed-upon matter was ungentlemanly, so he lowered his head in silence, offering no rebuttal.

"Ta Moli" and the other guest musicians kept time, singing along as their bodies "went with the flow" of the rhythm below the stage.

Later, Yin Yun left home alone for the United States. Once her circumstances improved, the first person she contacted was Jiang Nan. For all these years, Jiang Nan had been working for Yin Yun in the shadows. Thus, even though Yin Yun was across the ocean, she was fully aware of everything happening to the Jiang family, down to obtaining the financial reports of Jiang’s Pharmaceuticals the moment they were produced.