Chapter 53 Is It Yours Too?

At this, Lin Wei suddenly remembered the matter of the testimony.

“By the way, I brought that testimony out with me. I’ve already gone through it, and there’s a great deal of valuable information in it. When will you have time? I can tell you about it.”

“Would now be convenient? I know there’s a café on campus. We can sit down, have a drink, and talk.”

Lin Wei did not refuse. “All right. I’ll go back to the dormitory and put down my luggage first. I’ll meet you at the café in a little while.”

They agreed on a time.

It was said that, back then, there had been an emperor who was especially fond of these sweet steamed buns. Whenever he wanted some, he would summon a servant and order a serving of “Imperial Favorite Buns.”

Among the sons of the great families in the capital, any man with money could take three wives and four concubines. For scions of noble houses, such arrangements were even more commonplace. In every young master’s inner quarters, even those who had not yet taken a wife possessed countless beautiful bedchamber maids and concubines.

Hearing Yuan Chengjie’s words, Gu Xiangning glared at me angrily and finally uttered the three words I had been waiting to hear.

At the same time, as Di Xin exhaled, his internal organs exerted themselves faintly, as though tigers and leopards were roaring in unison. The impurities within his organs were expelled completely with each breath of foul air.

“It’s only an ordinary peach-wood nail.” I slipped the wooden nail into my pocket, stamped flat the loosened grave soil, then looked around. I walked to the grave of Zheng Dahai’s parents, silently recited the Qi-Gathering Incantation, and placed my hand on the ground to probe the earth energy beneath this spot.

Her lovely face flushed slightly. The moment her eyes met Min Shu’s, they seemed to have been scalded, and she hurriedly lowered her head.

The two “human” figures turned around at the sound of this. The face belonging to “Yu Linyuan” appeared in Yu’er’s eyes, seeming even more familiar than those of her father and brothers.

The star map atop the Pillar of Stars shattered in an instant. The eye formed from the gathering of a nebula stared at Yu Linyuan in utter astonishment.

For so many days, they had not received any news of her. If things continued this way… it was entirely possible that Zhen Baoqing would simply take everyone back to Beijing.

The “Longyang” she knew had always been too rigid, shackled by his identity as emperor. Seeing him again now, she unexpectedly found this Longyang, dressed all in plain white, rather endearing.

“I don’t know whether you have an opponent,” Luo Cheng said, “but if you don’t apologize for what you did today, your fate will be miserable. That much I can guarantee.”

“Damn. Seriously? Oh no!” Upon hearing this, Chen Xing realized the danger. He sprang to his feet at once, intending to flee through the doorway and escape back to his room.

When the final group of survivors was evacuated under the Alliance’s escort, only the mecha warriors and the robots who stubbornly insisted on waiting for Gu Xiaoxiao to leave with them remained on Canglan Star. The empty planet left her somewhat dazed.

A moment later, the black-clad man suddenly darted away and vanished into the dense grass.

Yet even blood relatives could come to hate one another because of certain matters. Just now, when Eternal Glory had acted that way, Beixi felt that she had crossed the line.

Chen Xing successfully launched a sneak attack from behind through the spatial gate on the lord of the City of the Heavenly Emperor, subduing him with a single move.

Even so, no one said a word of reproach or blame. Perhaps they were wary of him; perhaps it was simply respect for the strong.

How could Botasoros possibly break through its shackles and transfer itself out? It was inside, where it could not employ any laws at all—let alone break through the cage’s suppression of its laws.

“It’s a fine place,” I said noncommittally. In truth, my thoughts were not entirely focused on Andre’s strategic plans.

The two of them made inquiries everywhere about Mo Xueyin’s whereabouts, and before they knew it, they had turned through several streets and alleys. Just as Liu Shaoyang was about to ask someone else, the rich fragrance of wine suddenly drifted toward them. He followed the scent and saw a two-story neighborhood tavern. His heart stirred, and he fixed his attention on Shui Xuanling.

That searing current of warmth continued to destroy Chen Haoran’s meridians before entering his dantian.