Chapter 115: Plot Progression Once Again

Yu Zhen, having returned to the Wang residence ahead of the others, was currently sitting in a side chamber of the secret basement beneath Lord Hengshu’s courtyard, eating an apple. The only other person in the chamber lay motionless on a stone bed, resembling nothing more than a dead fish discarded by a fisherman.

In the deathly quiet of the chamber, only the crisp crunch of the apple could be heard. Once Yu Zhen had gnawed the apple down to the core, the sound of soft footsteps approached, breaking the silence.

Hengshu, who had just stepped out to retrieve measuring tools, pushed open the door. Upon seeing his uninvited guest, he closed the door unhurriedly and asked, "Is everything taken care of?"

Yu Zhen did not answer immediately. He first tapped three times against the wall behind him, and once the bricks slid open to reveal a dark void, he tossed the apple core inside.

A surge of overwhelming internal energy swept forth, gathering in his palm before he struck out violently, landing a blow squarely on the central statue.

They were, of course, well aware of the Knight Legion, also known as the Crusader Legion—the top assassin organization in Europe. All members considered themselves knights; they favored European longswords when killing, employed brutal and bloody methods, and had never once failed a mission.

Iga Shoko asked with skepticism, noting that for Caiba to go up against Zhang Yiming at this stage was nothing more than a death wish.

What was Wei Wuji plotting with his designs on the Nine Cauldrons? Could he truly be so impatient to incite the overthrow of the dynasty?

Wang Long stared coldly at Romeo, refraining from further attack, knowing it would be futile. The assassins had already raised their rocket launchers, a clear warning for him to remain still.

After Xia Liu vanished inexplicably, the guards dared not act rashly and retreated to the entrance of the building.

The two burly men beside them stepped forward, their eyes gleaming like those of predatory wolves, unable to restrain themselves any longer.

Bando Tatsuo was truly an SS-class master; the aura he unleashed was astonishing, causing even the distant members of the Zodiac to feel the crushing pressure of his fighting spirit.

Watching that peerless face immersed in an epiphany within the valley, Bai Ze’s eyes softened with a rare tenderness as he muttered to himself.

With another explosive roar, Xia Liu’s dantian expanded several times over, and simultaneously, vast amounts of spiritual energy began to surge.

Although Lu Hong had left, Huo Qingsong showed no intention of departing. Huo Qingqing cast a secret glance at Huo Qingsong before pulling Zhaoxia toward the west courtyard, hoping to use ice to create a different shape. Zhaoxia did not refuse; she knew that Lu Xiang would eventually marry into the General’s estate, and it was beneficial for the two to spend more time together beforehand.

With the girl’s playful antics, Li Xiang found it impossible to stay angry. He sighed and told the three of them about the peeper he had discovered at his sworn sister’s house over the past two days.

Zhou Biao and the soldiers of the second squad clearly sensed the danger. Shadows flickered as they futilely used their quilted jackets to try and smother the flames on the wooden door.

Now that Xiao Botai had returned to her side, Su Manqian’s heart glowed with newfound brilliance. Whether at the company or at home, the warmth and smiles that had long vanished from her face were reborn, causing Boss Su to sigh to himself in secret.

"It doesn’t matter. The boss will come in eventually. Being able to reach this place is proof enough that we are all family," Luo Jiachen said to Li Xiang with a smile.

"Oh dear, what should we do? It seems Lu Hong’s mother isn’t home." Zhao Xiu, well aware of how formidable Sister-in-law Zhang could be, could not help but worry for Lu Hong.

Zhang Tianyi opened the website purely out of habit; he had often gleaned useful knowledge from it during his early learning days. This time, needing to find a hacker, he logged in again. His account held a high rank, making him somewhat well-known among the younger generation.

As for the invitations to hang out from people like Li Jiaxing, doing so occasionally was fine. But to go often? He would not, did not want to, and certainly dared not.

"Zhaoxia, there is no need to rush. Take your time; you will surely embroider it well." Lu Erniang looked at Zhaoxia with comforting eyes, though she sighed inwardly, realizing that the art of embroidery was truly a challenge for the formidable martial artist.

Lin Yuming was too lazy to head home at this point. After seeing the others off, he made do with the office sofa for the night. Exhausted, he drew the curtains, cranked up the air conditioning, and slept straight through until the next workday.