Chapter 63: Old Classmate

Seeing that the situation was overwhelmingly favorable, the elderly Lin couple, even if they had the heart to seek justice for Lin Hui, were utterly powerless.

When the two families back home heard about what Lin Hui had done, their expressions changed drastically in horror. They flatly refused to come, and even blamed Lin Hui for acting so foolishly.

Old Master Lin was heartbroken. He never expected that the two sons he had always regarded as amiable and courteous would utter such unfilial words.

After all, Lin Hui was their own flesh and blood sister!

Shaking his head, Old Master Lin for a moment—

With that, the young police officer casually unlocked Li Yidao's handcuffs, releasing him from the chair.

"No! The teleportation array connecting Luzhou to Youzhou was broken. She tried crossing the Continental Sea that time, but ended up in the wrong continent and wound up in Yunzhou. In the end, it was Zuo Yuexi who brought her to Dutianzhou," the future self replied.

Tianqin stepped into the barrier, glancing at the cavern. The golden droplet mark between her brows flickered faintly before dimming.

Dou Dan controlled the spirit boat, rapidly pulling away from the earth-shattering battlefield in the distance. Her complexion was slightly pale. Although she had already reached the Foundation Establishment stage and her strength was more than double what it was when she first entered the secret realm, she still found herself unable to participate in battles of that scale.

Her expression grew even more cold and aloof as Zhao Tianqin calmly said, "Big Uncle is nothing but a rumor. Don't you know that yourself, Big Uncle? You only bring me countless bad rumors, especially since you share the exact same appearance and similar height as that Lin Jiuze."

However, upon touching the nine paths of chaotic divine rings, it was like passing through the surface of a lake. Aside from stirring up a mere handful of ripples across those chaotic divine rings, not a single trace of a crack was left behind.

As for the other possibility, it was the existence of a taboo in this world—a being regarded as an outcast collectively by humans, ghosts, demons, and monsters.

Zhou Tu immediately obeyed, turning around to face away from Luo Hongchang. His back was similarly muscular with slightly rough skin, but there were no fine seams left behind by the artificial skin technique.

Locating the household that was keeping the carriage and tossing down two paper notes as payment, he drove the carriage toward the Shandong Guild Hall.

"Great, another mentally unstable one arrives. You two can talk about rolling around on the ground later; tell us about the situation inside the stone gate first." He wiped a sweat—could this possibly be three fools creating havoc in the Mausoleum of Ten Thousand Kings?

Xiao Yufuxing had no choice. The matter had turned out terribly, and her younger sister was destined never to wear the bright red bridal gown. She could only say, "I will come to pick her up tomorrow morning. Don't send her off yourselves, that would only draw too much attention." With that, she left.

This meant that in the upcoming attribute and talent tests, he could only afford to lose a maximum of ten points at most; otherwise, he would miss out entirely on entering the eight transcendent sects.

Over at Maple Leaf Bay, the ones who earned the most money were not the leaders, but the frontline workers. Ordinary employees typically made around one hundred and thirty, and frontline leaders were at the same level. As for higher earners, the pilots in the flight team made the most—usually over two hundred, and during busy agricultural seasons with frequent shifts, July and August could net them seven or eight hundred yuan. Benefits were provided separately.

Wang Mang forced the unemployed to work. Vagrants without specific jobs were required to pay a cloth tax every year or perform corvée labor, with food and lodging provided by the state. It seemed this transmigrator utterly despised freeloaders in his past life.

The brilliant light pierced through the protective heavenly fire, dyeing his entire body a blazing red, as if it were about to drip fresh blood.

"Well, well, the great gods of the dignified Rebel Dynasty Guild—why are you all hiding in the bushes? Brothers, take a look, this is what you call a great god; nothing better to do than play hide-and-seek." Having just enjoyed the grand desert melee for a moment, such an unharmonious voice shattered the peace.

The two checked into an inn near the Humble Administrator's Garden, and Xiao Yuhua finally couldn't help asking, "What get-rich-quick scheme have you discovered here this time?"

Si Qing nodded slightly, agreeing with Qingyi's view. After some discussion, she felt increasingly trapped within the predicament, with no idea how to break the deadlock.