Chapter 25: The Abacus Beads Snap and Clatter

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Judging the direction from which the voice came, Yi Wuchen’s face flushed red, yet the heart that had been pounding in his throat finally settled.
Of course, Li Meng was the exception. Whether it was because she harbored the most mysterious entities within her or because of her ability to undergo "demonization," she was able to exert preliminary control over these forces. Moreover, she had a vague intuition that the state of demonization was inextricably linked to these mysterious entities.
In the Criminal Investigation Division’s briefing room, Zou Jian and Zhan Tianzuo had been waiting for some time. Seeing Tang Feng arrive, they rose to greet him, and shortly after, Zhao Tianze appeared in the doorway, looking imposing in his police uniform.
Tang Feng had initially refused, deeming it unfair, but Luan Shixiong insisted repeatedly. In the end, Tang Feng agreed, though he stood firm on increasing Luan Shixiong’s 20% stake to 30%, which prompted another wave of grateful expressions from Luan Shixiong.
After Nangong Jin left, Luo Yuling continued her bath. With some time left before the morning court session, she wanted to fully enjoy this beautiful morning.
Seizing the opportunity, the sapling finally caught up. Spreading the five fingers of its right hand, a mist of death flew out in threads, weaving into a large net in mid-air that enveloped the flying beast. The creature seemed terrified of the death mist, emitting a sharp shriek as it struggled to take flight.
Some were brimming with pride and impatience, while others hung their heads in dejection. Among them, Yin Jie and Yin Hao looked particularly displeased.
Pamela glanced at Zi Ning and found her looking back, a hint of inquiry in her eyes.
Just then, Sun Zhihui appeared with a rented minivan he had found somewhere, parking it in front of Tang Feng and the others. As the door slid open, everyone piled inside.
The surrounding stall owners crowded around noisily. I acutely sensed them blocking both sides of the path, likely fearing we might try to run.
"Hmm..." Hearing this, Dongfang Ye pouted, seemingly unconvinced by the Emperor’s words.
Qiqi had been waiting impatiently; the moment she heard my voice outside the door, she threw it open. As it swung wide, she lunged at me with a warm embrace—oh, poor child! Behind her, Aze’s gaunt face smiled at me; we were friends, and at a time like this, words were unnecessary.
"My God..." Countless people watching their televisions felt their hearts clench tightly. Many were moved to tears, covering their eyes, unable to bear watching any longer.

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She spoke with a slight tremor, her eyes glistening with a thin veil of moisture.
Alas, the Queen hailed from the Ji clan, the most formidable family in the Rouran Kingdom. The Great Khan dared not easily challenge such power.
Feng Wuyue, dressed in bright, vibrant red, stood beside Feng Qingqing, her beauty no less radiant and bold.
"Professor, I have a gift for you." I pulled out the keys to the castle and the dungeon and handed them over. He received them with a puzzled look, not understanding their purpose.
Unable to care about decorum anymore, Diana took the pillow from behind her back and hurled it at Qin Lang without hesitation.
"Mother, please stop tormenting them! Father is already dead!" Dongqing clung to Yueqin’s arm, sobbing uncontrollably.
As he finished speaking, the clone’s body dissolved into fragments, eventually turning into nothing more than dust within the Wind River.
"What... the window... I..." Before he could finish, the short man froze in place. After locking eyes with the company commander for a second, he turned his head with robotic precision, straightened up, and sat perfectly rigid, staring directly at Zou Ping on the podium, feigning the appearance of a model student.
He could not bring himself to tell her that from the moment he had received those medical results, he had regretted it.
Everyone present was stunned; it seemed no one could have imagined that a routine charity gala would devolve into this.
Looking at the dark-faced man, hearing the series of wind-whipping sounds beside him, he was already terrified. Turning his head, he saw the character "one" etched into the ground. Unable to fathom Zhang Ruyun’s display of martial prowess, he was utterly paralyzed with fear.
The fleet behind Feng Wuqing struggled like a lonely boat amidst the tide of the undead. Beneath the water, aquatic creatures—for reasons unknown—were frantically ramming the hulls. Several warships had already been breached and sank before everyone’s eyes.
It was all gone. These were the people who had guarded the peace of the Wind River region, and Lu Tiandao felt a sense of heartfelt respect.

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Except for the Wolf Kings passed down through generations, no other species knew it was a descendant of the Howling Silver Wolf.
Having revealed such a significant flaw yesterday, she dared not exit the carriage rashly today without mental preparation, fearing she might suddenly recall something and lose control of her emotions, once again letting Beichen Yi discern the truth.
When Yuyin saw Zhang Ruyun approaching in a genuine rage, she worried about the hidden dangers already caused by the ground explosion she had triggered. Seeing the murderous look on Zhang Ruyun’s face, she realized he intended to fight to the death. Caught between two concerns, she maintained a calm facade, but her heart was filled with anxiety.
After Qiu Jifan left, Ouyang Yi lowered his arms, opened his eyes, and stared at the ceiling as more crystalline tears slid from the corners of his eyes into his temples.
Later, no one knew how Ouyang Wei had persuaded her, but by the next day, the old lady was back to her usual self.
Only then did Song Yi realize what kind of existence he had provoked; cold sweat streamed down his head, soaking his collar.
"But, don’t you think he’s a bit short?" Sheng Wen was actually somewhat bothered by this, especially after listening to Sheng Xia’s constant, mantra-like reminders; it was impossible for her not to feel a ripple of doubt.
The main issue was that the Tian family lacked real power; influence alone was not enough. But by contributing to General Zhou’s cause, the Tian family would have done him a favor. How could General Zhou not look after the Tian family in the future?
Chu Taosheng sat in a gazebo prepared especially for him on the open ground in front of the Myriad Medicine Villa, leisurely savoring a cup of clear tea.
After confirming everything once more and seeing that the time was right, Li Feng called Wang Siqing and left the office, heading straight home.
"Damn it!" From within the deep pit, a hand suddenly reached out, gripping the edge, and An Yi scrambled out, looking quite disheveled.