Chapter 67: Catching the Sable

On the first day of the Lunar New Year, Qin Feng rose at the crack of dawn.

Before the sky was even bright, Dong Qiufen was already up, wrapping a large pot of mutton-stuffed dumplings.

Accompanied by garlic dipping sauce, Qin Feng devoured two full bowls.

Outside the window, heavy snow was drifting down, and the peaceful, serene village was occasionally punctuated by the sharp cracks of firecrackers.

Liuzi and Qin Feng had arranged to meet at the village entrance.

Although today was Lunar New Year, the mountain village in the Greater Khingan Range offered no other forms of entertainment.

...

That is to say, the rice growing in their mountain plots thrived even better than the rice in the flatlands. The panicles were exceptionally full, and just by looking at them, they appeared much larger than the ones usually harvested.

There was simply no handle for anyone to catch them by, let alone the fact that Zhou De's transaction did not take place at the company, leaving no worries about future consequences.

Right then, a boy of about eighteen or nineteen walked past the door, wearing a suit and tie, making for a very pleasing sight.

Ah! He originally wanted to jump in first and declare, "State your business if you have any, and retire from court if you have none." But upon his very first glance, Gu Xiao was utterly stunned by the scene before him.

Shang Haohao was sitting quietly on the edge of the bed in her room. Yue Feng poured newly purchased frozen bottled mineral water into a ziplock bag and tied it securely with a knot.

It was already inconvenient for others to know that the little girl carried her mother's surname, and considering that these people possessed extremely high intelligence coupled with unusual backgrounds, such matters were not quite suitable for them to know.

Seeing Jing Tian like this, Doctor Xu could not help but emit a bitter chuckle. Thinking back to her own reaction on that day, hadn't it been the exact same expression, taking her ages to snap out of it?

She met every pair of eyes gazing at her with a confident, nodding sweep of her head, entirely devoid of hesitation or unease. Her graceful and poised demeanor was truly astonishing.

Li Tong opened her eyes wide in terror, staring at Jing Yiren. A single drop of this potion was already potent enough, yet Jing Yiren had actually made her drink an entire bottle.

"Sir, please take a look. The character for scholar (士) plus the character for mouth (口) forms auspiciousness (吉). Without you even asking, he will naturally speak on your behalf." The short fortune-teller stroked his thin mustache with his plump palm, letting out a series of chuckles, his expression utterly comical and ridiculous.

Xin Hu's startled scream was cut short as she was already grabbed by the collar by Bai Hengzhi, who strode purposefully toward a certain place.

His face was smooth and flawless, with eyes deep like the boundless sea, making it impossible to guess his age. Yet this difficulty in determining his age did not detract from his exquisite, transcendent, and breathtaking beauty. Draped in a flowing white robe with a cascade of ink-black hair as he walked out, he was undoubtedly a dazzling and mesmerizing beauty of the mortal world, was he not?

This blockhead—in short, he simply refused to look at her, didn't he? Luo Zhen leaned down and pressed her crimson lips against his: Let's see how long this blockhead plans to keep dreaming!

Luo Zhen knitted her delicate moth-eyebrow brows slightly, watching him run to the roadside and squat down before a dog that was lying flat near the entrance of what looked like a deserted residence.

Having already been through life and death alongside Rukia, Kurosaki Ichigo already held a place for her deep in his heart. As for whether this seed would eventually blossom and bear fruit, that was something even the two of them did not yet know.

No matter what, the person had been found, and Jun Muxuan's tightly clenched heart finally relaxed.

Tachibana Ruri tilted her head and smiled foolishly. For an instant, the surrounding Hollows and sandstorms seemed to come to a halt, leaving only her voice echoing.

Hearing this, before Jun Muxuan could reply, Leng Ningxiang chimed in first, "Rest assured, Lady Shui, His Majesty still has me by his side!" With that, she raised her head and gazed tenderly at Jun Muxuan.

"Master," the person behind him hurriedly retrieved a handkerchief, preparing to step forward and wipe away the spilled tea. Before he could get close, the man signaled for him not to come over. The atmosphere eased slightly, but the man's complexion remained dark and unpredictable, his eyes blazing with intense fury.

Wang Bing was momentarily stunned, and just as he wanted to say something, he suddenly heard a commotion coming from behind him. Turning his head to look, he saw three men walking in through the bar entrance. The leader was a young man in his early twenties. The moment Wang Bing recognized the young man's face, he quickly turned back around, hunched his waist, and did not dare to look again.