Chapter Fifteen: A Pleasant Collaboration

Mo Wen had been grappling with this thorny issue for days, yet saw no sign of improvement. Now, the company’s largest shareholder was pulling out their investment.

It had been a long time since she last rode on her father’s motorcycle. Today, in preparation for the ride, her mother had thoughtfully found her a pair of leather gloves.

He planned to propose to Su Qianqing at the hotel—the very place where they had first formally met.

“Sorry, I lost my composure,” Hu Tianyuan said with a sheepish smile to Su Qianqing after a brief moment of regaining his senses.

Listening to Zhen Yangzi’s sighs, Chi Yu’s thoughts were restless. Who would have imagined that a demon monkey, nurtured by heaven and earth since the ancient times, would be lurking in their backyard? Now that this demon monkey had emerged, its power was said to rival that of an Immortal Emperor.

“So, I’m entrusting my younger brother to you. From now on, you have to help us all by curing him of this bad habit,” Lin Xun said with a warm smile curling at the corners of his lips.

“Ugh, ugh, ugh!” Jin Shanlai suddenly clutched his old waist, unable even to let out a proper cry.

He suddenly lost his urgency to leave, instead returning to his van, rolling down the window to smoke and watch Huang Rong’s predicament with a smirk. He was eager to see what expression Huang Rong would wear when he came out later.

Before his rebirth, his second uncle, Zhou Taiqing, refused to lend a penny to save his critically ill father. Although angry and resentful, he found no reason for revenge.

The clanging of metal against stone echoed, and whenever the sound ceased, Tong Xinmin would occasionally straighten his back to glance at the sky.

***

In fact, before Zeng Guofan temporarily delayed heading to Hubei and requested preparations for warships, the Xianfeng Emperor had already learned of the military lockdown in Wuchang. The news was jointly reported to the court by General Tai Yong of Jingzhou and the acting governor Chong Lun of Hubei.

The sharp clang of swords rang out, aiming straight for Yang Jun’s precious child in the air. At that moment, the enormous bloodied claw finally arrived. Under everyone’s watchful eyes, the two attacks collided.

This was the most perilous scene at the Mingyue Hotel, yet it was precisely this danger that lent the place its mysterious allure. Here, one could always be shocked and amazed. Every grand spectacle unfolded right at the end.

The crew’s convoy returned to Jianghuai, intending to make some repairs before returning to the hotel where they had previously stayed.

However, the opposing side, being numerous, far outmatched the crooked monkey, who hardly understood the concept of fighting and relied solely on brute strength. The crooked monkey’s face flushed red with anger as he wildly swung his fists, but soon several feet kicked him down again, accompanied by a string of curses.

“Hmph, as I said, if you want to see all the consciousness energy within me, you must summon all your Buddhas—and even then, it might not be enough!” Li Weigong sneered coldly.

Moreover, the ice spear attacks targeted the most vulnerable lower regions with a cunning precision.

“Are you saying there might be a habitable planet there?” Li Weigong suddenly felt a glimmer of hope.

Luo Bingzhang pleaded with Zeng Guofan to safeguard Wang Rui’s future, while Wang Rui himself knelt to beg for mercy, utterly devoid of the initial boldness.

Others only offered encouragement to Lin Feng, as none could truly aid him. Suddenly, Yang Jun’s precious child spoke up.

***

The surrounding fighters paused, some looking on in fear at the fiery man engulfed in roaring flames. King Wu’s face paled slightly as he watched his two brothers. Though he knew it was just a game and no one could truly die, the sensation of being consumed by fire stirred a deep dread within him.

“Oh, this thing…” Tamiya’s attack slowed as she noticed a weapon suddenly in Caris’s hand, a look of surprise crossing her face.

“Uh…” Upon hearing this, Duan Chen could only smile wryly. In his past life in the Night Kingdom, his subordinates spoke like this, so he was used to it—but he had forgotten that at this moment, he seemed rather inarticulate.

As the banquet’s atmosphere shifted from congratulating Wen Yu on the new shop to celebrating Su Ye’s pregnancy, Song Yixing arrived late, bringing along a guest no one had anticipated—the Princess Qingyu.

It turned out that when Wu Shuang caused a commotion in the side hall just now, the Empress Dowager could not have missed the noise. Citing illness, she retreated to the inner chambers, unaware of the exact cause of the disturbance outside.

Watching Long Chen single-handedly block Black Soul, Yuan Lei and An Lu shouted urgently. They deeply understood Black Soul’s strength. With two divine weapons assisting and the Ice Flame Battle Bone enhancing Yuan Lei’s body, they barely held off Black Soul’s assault. Long Chen possessed only king-level power—how could they not worry?

“Teacher, I think there are no necromancers here. Why not leave this difficult problem to the Church? Perhaps they still have the ability to restore these villagers’ bodies,” Caris suggested, frowning slightly at the agonized scene.

“They’re here!” Meng Yue cast a calm glance toward the door. Long Yunxiao sat upright, eyes fixed intensely on the entrance. She wanted to see who this deeply hidden player was—the one who had established the “Under Heaven” taverns across all fourth-tier and above cities in the Tangfeng Empire.