121. Taking On the Entire Youth Academy Class Alone

Feeling the murderous gaze from Chen Juanjuan, Chen Anquan finally loosened his grip, preparing to return to Yin Miaomiao.

To his surprise, Chen Juanjuan showed no intention of letting go. Observed by over a hundred students, she felt no shyness; instead, she seemed rather smug, giggling, "Hee hee hee."

Yin Miaomiao watched this scene with a strange expression on her face. That day at the coffee shop below the television station, she had seen Zhao Xuan.

In truth, all the factions among these fellows were well aware of the situation; they simply had yet to uncover the traitors from the Baili Sect hidden within the mountain gates.

"How could I let you spend your own money? Besides, I should be the one responsible for the amusement park matters." Old Man Liu disagreed, refusing to let me go.

Chen Shui'er conjured the Spirit Void Sword in her hand once more. Under her control, the massive silver-white giant reappeared, swinging the enlarged Spirit Void Sword down with a fierce strike.

After exiting the master's meditation room, both Xigua and I felt as if we had returned from another world. Yet, we shared one similarity: we treated our protective amulets like precious treasures, keeping them close to our bodies. I had already decided to weave a red cord for mine so I could wear it against my skin once I returned.

"Is Third Uncle asking about Zhang Mingyu from the Qingshan Group?" Zhao Xingsheng glanced at the wine glass in his hand, recalling how the young man had just lectured him with the earnestness of an elder. Surprisingly, he hadn't lost his temper, which left him with a strange feeling—a nagging suspicion that something was off about that young man.

I remained silent, while Yi Bingyun chattered away, asking me this and that while snacking, rambling on about her trivial affairs. I truly wanted to plug my ears; she was like a fly that would never stop buzzing.

"Thank goodness, thank goodness. None of these things are missing. If they had been lost, I wouldn't know how to answer for it." King Hongyan breathed a sigh of relief upon seeing that the items were intact.

Moonlight, clear as water, poured over me as a cool mountain breeze brushed against my face. Listening to the chorus of insects and frogs echoing through the forest, I found a sense of serenity and leisure, far removed from the clamor of the mundane world.

As for the other photographs, they featured Dawei, Yiyi, and the others—one for each. That was why I hadn't dared to move earlier.

The Crown Prince was stunned on the spot; he likely never imagined I would be so ruthless as to have him beaten.

Although Yin Rufeng masked his expression well, a glimmer of insight revealed that this bead must be related to the one in his possession.

"Certainly! Certainly! At this time tomorrow, Zuo Tianhao will present the items with both hands," Zuo Tianhao said, bowing repeatedly to their departing backs.

The Third Elder’s face turned cold. With a forceful press of his right hand, he shoved Wei Changfeng’s half-drawn sword back into its scabbard.

He must have made a phone call while in the car, shifting the suspicion of being the culprit onto himself.

Wei Tian took a sip of strong tea. He had a habit of drinking it after alcohol to sober up, captivated by the bitter yet subtly sweet taste.

Chef Liu didn't usually work on-site; he only came to cook when dishes were pre-ordered. Demanding his services so abruptly was truly unreasonable.

"Let's go and see the Ancestor. Let the Ancestor decide how to handle this matter," Black Bee finally said.

"Me too," Qing Ji, Qin Qingyin, and Qi Xiuran followed, their tones firm and resolute.

With three warriors taking turns as the tank, even in a berserk state, Dragon One was helpless. Of course, one had to avoid being hit by his ultimate move, or not even a god could save you.

Having said that, he left the area and returned to his quarters. Lie Yang took out his phone and found Wei Qiang’s number, but he hesitated, unable to bring himself to call.

Thinking of this, Zhou Lin became even more reluctant to leave... he decided to stay and observe both sides to gather intelligence, following the principle of knowing oneself and the enemy.

"True. But if you wish to advance further in the art of arrays, this is something you must master," the man surnamed Yin said, pausing his movements to look at Zhou Lin.