Chapter 63: An Unexpected Piece of News

“You really went all out!”
Zhang Liang swept a glance over the spread on the table and couldn’t help but give Amos’s shoulder a hearty slap. “That’s what I call being a true friend!”
Punjabi prawns, potato lamb stew, haleem, roasted lamb’s hoof, grilled salmon—all common yet delicious Pakistani dishes—were set out, and there was even a kabab stuffed with fillings. It was clear the host had put thought into this meal.
“There’s nothing too fancy here, nothing I couldn’t afford. As long as everyone doesn’t mind, that’s enough for me,” Amos said with a smile. His income was quite decent by Pakistani standards, but true financial freedom was still a distant dream.
Dead for many years? Xuan Yuan Transcendent was shocked. He was no longer a clueless child; over these past days, Lang Sha had explained things about cultivation, so he understood that this shadowy figure must be a terrifying powerhouse. Yet someone who could appear after being dead for so many years—he had never heard of such a thing.
Prince Zhao Yun was summoned to the palace to meet Empress Yang. She gazed at this unfamiliar prince, a vague sense of worry flickering in her heart. After glancing at Shi Miyuan, she finally spoke: “From now on, you are my son.” After Zhao Yun knelt to thank her, Shi Miyuan hurried to lead him to mourn before Emperor Ningzong’s coffin.
“What’s wrong, did he upset you again? Look at how puffed up with anger you are—it must be him.” Seeing Ouyang Peiyu’s stormy face as she walked over, Zixia couldn’t help but laugh.
“How dare you! Yao Haotian, you dare contradict the clan leader? Do you have a death wish?” one of the elders thundered, unleashing a fierce pressure in his direction.
Wu Ma Piaoxue didn’t believe a word he said was possible. She thought he was only trying to cheer her up. Seeing how weak he looked, she didn’t argue, but simply helped Xu Xian’er check his injuries. They were mostly surface wounds, a few scrapes rather deep, but nothing too serious. Only then did she feel a bit relieved.
Everyone had visited Xu Li’s family restaurant before, and now they all rushed toward the changing room, afraid of being late, while Qin Fangzhi and Zhao Lei had already left.
Li Qiang broke the silence, “Hmph, someone like Yao Liang should count himself lucky to get a security job anywhere. Don’t pity him—anyone that pitiful must have done something to deserve it.” With that, he floored the accelerator, heading straight for the barracks.
Boom! Boom! The black mist in his palm was being corroded by the black smoke from Yao Muchen’s strange elixir, its power greatly diminished. He couldn’t stop the black threads from piercing in; his large hand grasped at empty air, only to be stabbed through by countless black rays, which then burrowed densely into his body.
In an instant, the Fu family’s bodyguards sprang into action, circling around Chen Xinghai, San Tingting, and Li Na. No one dared make the first move.
On the hotel’s second floor was a buffet restaurant. Lin Fei bought two tickets at the entrance, and the two of them entered together.
“You spent so long downstairs—were you plotting how to deal with me?” Murong Lanxin leaned back, making herself comfortable.
Every extraordinary item had its own method of use. Without knowing how, it was nothing but an ordinary thing. In fact, most such items had an extra layer of restriction. Take Fang Yu’s mirror, for instance—it was just like that.
Her mind in turmoil, Su Qianzi muddled through the class. As soon as the bell rang, she couldn’t wait to call Li Sicheng.
At first, he behaved, but as Su Qianzi was drifting off to sleep, she felt his hands start to wander all over her.
Cheng Lingzhi raised an eyebrow before logging out of the forum. Now that she knew the root of the problem, the most important thing was to figure out who was trying to smear her name.
In the hall, everyone thought Zisang Yifei and Huo Xiao were flirting. Though Huo Xiao’s cultivation was unimpressive, his looks were beyond reproach. Dating a beautiful woman wasn’t anything worth fussing over. But then, the atmosphere shifted abruptly, turning icy and murderous.
The bell was in Liu Jun’an’s hand. He knew well the state of the protective barrier. Things weren’t too bad yet, but if the situation kept getting worse, it’d be hard to say. The fiercer the assault from outside, the faster the energy would be drained—and the less time the shield could hold.