Chapter 59: Etched in the Heart

"Damn it, who told them to act ahead of time? Didn’t I say to wait for my call!"
It was still the same room, and the bearded man was furiously cursing Ali on the other end of the line.
A bunch of idiots! Now it’s perfect—not only have they alerted the other side, but they’ve confirmed themselves as the target. Bloody hell...
"What do you mean they couldn’t wait and wanted to die for the sake of the holy war? That’s just stupid! Brainless idiots!"
The more he spoke, the angrier he became, especially since the person on the other end dared to argue with him. That made him explode in rage...
"You’re all just—damn it!"

No matter how passionate love might be, in the end, it is drowned in the river of time and returns to the ordinary. All the more so for love tainted by hurt and ulterior motives.

The thick pile of clothes in the old woman’s hands turned out to be all secondhand. There were plain coarse linens and cottons, and also silks and satins that once belonged to wealthy families, but without exception, they were all used goods.

On the faces of Buddhist Saint He and Dao Tianxin was a look of horror. They had never imagined that, even now, Ye Fantian would remain so unyielding.

Even so, at that moment Meng Feifei still felt her hand ache terribly, but she gritted her teeth and endured, unwilling to let Pan Yuhong know.

How could Fu Shuangshuang bear to let the two children starve with her? At the sight of the food, she urged them to eat.

A sneer curled at the corner of Huo Lingfeng’s lips as he thought to himself: the one who abducted Mu Jianhe certainly wasn’t Chen Fanxing. The Chen Fanxing of today was no longer the person he once was.

As soon as Lin Changfeng finished speaking, Nangong Xu nodded and said, "Young Master Changfeng’s concerns are indeed justified." Nangong Xu was far from a mere brute capable only of battle; he was, after all, the one who had managed to trick Nangong Huai empty-handed. In matters of intrigue and strategy, he was by no means inferior to others.

An indescribable feeling surged into his mind, as if the world within a meter before him had been peeled into overlapping layers of space. In his head, a faint voice told him: You can do it! You can cross over.

As she cried, exhaustion eventually overcame her, and she lay down on the sofa in the lounge, her body still shaking with sobs.

Nangong Mo sneered inwardly: underestimate a brother-in-law obsessed with his sister, and it’ll come back to haunt you. As for me, I won’t pity you.

His words made me realize why he was bringing up the past again; clearly, he wanted us to owe him a favor. This way, we couldn’t refuse his request for help. I was puzzled—what exactly did he want us to do, and why was he so afraid we’d turn him down?

Though the brother and sister looked pained at seeing so many treasures swept away by the young man, they dared not protest. After all, he had saved their lives. Even if he stripped them of everything, that was just the way one survived in this world.

Yun Dingyao was instantly sent flying, his expression furious. He hadn’t expected that this old bastard, even with death at his door, would still resist so stubbornly. At the same time, there was something strange—how could this old fellow’s vitality be so tenacious?

"Master Liang was always a low-key man. If the formation at West Liang Mountain wasn’t set up by Master Liang himself, then it’s most likely his only disciple, Peng Song, who’s rumored to have reached the seventh rank of Feng Shui mastery. But like Master Liang, he’s kept a low profile as well," Tang Yuan mused.

Meng Chuanqing used his lightness skill to leap onto the lion dance platform. After he and Huo Yanzhou announced their names, they circled the four pillars, glanced up at the overhead framework, and chose the pillar directly facing the Moye Pagoda. Huo Yanzhou had no objection to his choice; both men hooked their legs securely around their chosen pillars.

Bai Zhantang, too, was somewhat surprised. It seemed the Black Serpent King was indeed resourceful, coming up with the best way to counter him in such a short time. But would it really work? Bai Zhantang smiled faintly—he didn’t think so. After all, if you have the King’s stratagem, I have the Immortal’s plan.

The nurse, unwilling to back down, retorted, "There were no doctors here at noon, only Lin..." But before she could finish, she was silenced by a stern glare from Director Liang.