Chapter 159: A Grand Gift! Li Junsheng Is Going to Send Someone to Their Grave
The two stood there dumbfounded and at a loss, unsure of what to do next. What could they possibly do? Surely, they wouldn’t actually end up in prison, would they? That Li fellow was truly cunning and sly—no wonder he was known as an old fox after all these years.
An elder, cloaked entirely in black robes, stood nearby with his hands raised as if receiving a divine blessing, quietly murmuring some incantation.
As his words faded, Li Tianchen’s wrist jerked sharply, and with a speed like a shooting star, the flint-like energy shot toward one of the demonic creatures in an instant.
More often than not, he simply had no words to offer. He didn’t want to hear about that matter, nor did he want to understand your thoughts. All he knew was that he was busy—there were many things to be done. He only wished you would immediately leave his affairs alone instead of endlessly demanding without ever being satisfied.
Witnessing this scene, even the middle-ranked ninja instructors watching from a distance could feel the intense heat radiating from the fireball.
This operation had originally targeted the demon clan’s god-level warriors outside of the M Kingdom. Yet now, the demons had sent out all their god-level fighters below the eighth rank, which played perfectly into his hands.
The allure was undeniable, not to mention after a grandmaster’s skeletal cleansing and marrow refining, their skin was as white and tender as that of a baby.
Li Tianchen’s refusal was expected—they had anticipated it—but what they hadn’t expected was the sheer firmness of his stance.
Hou Qinglin shook his head, feeling it a pity if Lin Yi did not join some faction, given such innate talent. Of course, knowing Lin Yi’s character, once he made up his mind, no one could sway him; thus, he chose not to waste words.
Jiang Xia was the first to broach the topic, while Wu Nan looked at her in confusion, offering no reply and instead waiting for Sun Meng to speak.
Chen Fan, capable of killing even the strongest third-step Nirvana sovereign, was now harnessing the power of the great formation—his intentions were clear.
No matter how flawed Sima Jin was, he was still her son. At worst, in her eyes, he was merely mischievous. This was the heart of a mother: her own child could be scolded or beaten, but if anyone else so much as laid a finger on him, she would be deeply upset.
Upon hearing Yun Xueji’s words, Yun Hai was furious. Yun Xueji’s meaning was clear—the fate of the Yun family was of no concern to her. Her sole duty was to serve Zhuo Yuxuan.
When Murong Qingran learned that Xuanyuan Che intended to confer the title of consort at this moment, and that the imperial edict had already been issued, she was instantly enraged. She slammed her teacup onto the ground. The cup didn’t break thanks to the thick carpet, but the hot tea splashed onto her pants. Ignoring the burning pain, Murong Qingran dashed out of the tent.
“Be careful. Don’t you know my strength? Once I’m here tonight, the Di Sha gang will no longer exist in Southwest City,” Jin Chen declared with an air of dominance. This bold move only made Hua Meixue’s heart flutter more, deepening her infatuation with Jin Chen.
Seeing her best friend’s expression, Yun Nuannuan knew she wouldn’t get any useful clues from her and comfortingly patted her shoulder.
Xu Zhiheng had now thrown caution to the wind. With his hands in his pockets, he cast a sidelong glance at Situ Teng. He was eager to see what he would do next.
She was so proud—she might carry the scars of the water prison in her heart forever, unable to erase that pain.
The surrounding mercenaries had already been dealt with by Black Bear and Gong Jun, and the entire village was still asleep, leaving the area eerily silent.
Because Gu Ziqi rarely stayed home, each visit lasted no more than two days. Their last meeting had been two years ago, and even then, he left without a word.