Chapter 161 Not As Expected

Qin Xiao was dumbfounded. What was going on? This was completely different from what he had anticipated.

How could he just agree like that?

Could Uncle Gang really be in need of a woman?

This was not looking good.

Daring not to continue joking around, Qin Xiao leaned close to Qin Tiangang's ear, intending to clear up the misunderstanding.

He was terrified that an awkward situation might unfold shortly.

......

Hidden within his pitch-black eyes was a bloodthirsty and violent streak. No matter how quickly he managed to rein in his emotions, the dark aura of a desire to ruthlessly ravage Jiuyou—which flared up the moment he was captivated by her—still could not escape her notice.

However, she had already distinctly sensed the threat emanating from Li Siqing. Therefore, she used these subtle yet clearly meaningful words to remind Li Siqing: Chen Zihan is my boyfriend; if you want to show your gratitude, find another way, and don't you dare harbor any designs on his body and soul.

Chen Changsheng walked forward on foot, and the people behind him dared not overstep their bounds, one by one ascending the Cloud-Climbing Ladder and shifting their positions upwards.

I looked straight ahead coldly, my consciousness gradually clearing up. The bastard had actually smeared poison on the steering wheel! It seemed my movements had already been discovered. If I hadn't previously undergone anti-poison training, I probably would have been knocked out by now.

"If it were a year ago, that would indeed be the case, but now... I'm afraid getting a divorce isn't very convenient," the lawyer replied with a faint smile.

Three days later, the weather was fine and the water sparkled. The trees on both banks were lush and verdant, and from time to time, wild ducks and cormorants flew into the Luo River, snatching up fish and flying back into the reeds.

Inside the dragon carriage, Wang Jun and Guo Jia were playing a game of chess. Zhuge Liang and the others, watching from the side, found Wang Jun's Go-playing skills simply too agonizing to look at, and involuntarily offered a silent prayer of sympathy for Guo Jia in their hearts.

Just as he was hesitating whether to step forward and apologize, he saw the corner turret on the city wall stir, and a soldier left his sentry post.

The AI sank into a deep reverie. Right, there was also a huge parasol! It covered him tightly, shielding him from the blazing, lethal rays of the scorching sun.

The slight burning sensation on his shoulders caused by the corrosion of the raindrops gradually faded away under the gentle caress of the sea of clouds.

"Alice, do you have any plans tonight?" Mu Zifei asked, looking at the breathless Alice.

Unexpectedly, having drunk too hastily, as soon as he finished, he burst into a violent fit of coughing. His face flushed and his neck turned red, unable to stop for a long time. Zhang Minxiang, watching this scene, did not make the slightest move, but suddenly began to laugh.

What? There were still eighty-six new disciples? At this moment, the ten of them recalled what Deacon Yun had said earlier: Do not ruin the reputation of the outer sect! Presumably, it was related to this matter.

"If they try to slander you, I can vouch for you. You were with me the whole time those two nights!" As she said this, Su Wenwen's face quietly flushed red.

The carriage driver had drunk too much alcohol and was extremely drowsy. Not long after sitting down, sleepiness overtook him. At first, he struggled to keep his eyes open, but after nodding off several times, he could finally no longer resist the exhaustion and fell asleep leaning against the northern wall.

When all the employees of the club had finally left, Zhao Jingwen and Lin Yun also stepped out. Feeling the slight chill lingering in the air, both of them felt an involuntary surge of alertness.

From this single abnormal disturbance alone, Nanfeng understood what had happened: they had fallen into a trap. The musk deer she had previously tucked into her bosom was not a real musk deer at all, but most likely an illusion cast by some deity or otherworldly entity capable of concealing its aura.

"Alright, you've finished killing them. How do you feel?" Mu Zifei said indifferently after releasing Gaia's hand.

Qilin was not like them. He had heard of Xing Tian's name, which logically ranked beneath Chiyou, yet they all seemed completely ignorant of it.

A person like him, even if they were finally reunited, would probably never tolerate him bestowing his affection on someone else, yet she still wanted to keep him by her side?