Chapter 66: Yuzhen Successfully Joins the Team

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After stepping out of the courtyard, Ruan Tang and the others bade farewell to Zhao Guangyu.

Zhao Guangyu nodded. "Be careful on your way."

Huo Yanshu gave a slight nod, then turned and led Ruan Tang and Ye Yifan away. Shortly after, Ye Yifan parted ways with them along the road, leaving just the two of them.

Once they arrived home, because he had a private meeting with Yu Zhen scheduled for the next day, Huo Yanshu informed Ruan Tang of the itinerary in advance.

Knowing that Huo Yanshu was working hard for his future, Ruan Tang smiled and said, "Then—"

Zhou Shaojin felt a touch of displeasure, yet at the thought of the gift Cheng Chi had brought her, her heart blossomed with an involuntary sense of joy.

"You really dislike the Uchiha clan?" Lie slanted his gaze to appraise him, a probing look quietly fixing upon the other's face.

Therefore, based solely on the two points above, if other people's evening banquets still retained a private nature, the ones hosted by the Lu family leaned somewhat toward a semi-open elite gathering. Even journalists would show up to take photos and conduct interviews—provided their newspapers and magazines held a certain level of prestige and caliber.

After a moment of thought, Ling spoke up, "Go find a ninja and have them wait for me on the rooftop." Without waiting for Bai's reaction, he walked straight toward the towering structure in Amegakure where Pain always resided.

On the second-floor balcony of the residence, Ling leaned against the stone railing and gazed up at the sky, his eyes revealing a sense of bewilderment and an intoxication immersed in the moonlight.

Zhou Shaojin had no idea where Changchun Pavilion was, but she had no intention of asking either, blindly following close behind Cheng Xu.

"Ling?!" The Third Hokage, Sarutobi, was startled at first, a sense of disbelief washing over him as he looked at Ling with a mixture of pleasant surprise and astonishment.

"My cousin is hardly an outsider. Naturally, I have to share this secret with her!" Wang Wanting said hurriedly.

Of course, the imperial palace was not a place anyone could just enter, so the hundreds of people who had originally sought accountability from Xu Zizhen were now all gathered outside the gates. Moreover, the crowd grew larger and larger, eventually swelling to over three thousand people, forming a dense, black sea of heads when viewed from the Yudai Bridge outside the palace.

However, what brought peace of mind to Itachi was that since Ling had said so, his intent to kill Sasuke must have been resolved for some reason, though Itachi remained unaware of what that reason was.

Yet we all live in a real world, where marriage and divorce hang by a mere thought, and lovers eventually devolve into enemies. Thus, we all long for an empty city, yearning to personally build that fortress within our own hearts.

"Together! Together! Together!" Lin Xie and Yang Chuyi joined in the cheering, clapping their hands enthusiastically.

Finally, the bell rang. Meng Yan gave a gentle wave of his hand, watching that stunning red vanish from sight at two hundred miles per hour.

"Hehe, hehe. The master asked me to report back, so I couldn't help it," Assistant Zhou said with a coy smile.

"Puff..." The second-grade Immortal Emperor realm elder had barely finished speaking before he spat out another large mouthful of fresh blood with a "wa" sound.

"The Chang’an army has broken in? How could it possibly be this fast? What about the reinforcements we sent to intercept them?" The coachman slammed his palm heavily against the city wall, finding it utterly unbelievable.

I curled my body inward, abandoning myself to their brutal beating without the slightest strength to resist. The dense, chilling raindrops danced wildly beneath the streetlights; who could have imagined that in the dead of night, I would still be trapped in a place akin to hell on earth?

Even if they had the time, these people would likely have long since absconded with the wealth. Who would waste effort scheming against this band of brothers?

Not only did Meng Yan find it troublesome, but even Jiuyou’s brows were deeply furrowed. He had anticipated encountering numerous dangers, yet this was undoubtedly the worst possible scenario—his abilities were truly ill-suited for dealing with zombies in an environment like this.

Li Mengyi was currently sitting leisurely at a round table cracking melon seeds, bossing the surrounding maidservants around to do this and that, looking utterly formidable and pleased with herself.

Seeing his father in such agony that he couldn't even straighten his back, having seemingly been kicked quite heavily, Xu Jingsheng held him with a look of profound heartache.