Chapter 30: Gossip

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“Do you see that stretch of wheat up ahead?”

“From the area near the foot of the mountain to the patch beyond the last scarecrow—that will be our work area for the next two days.”

Jiang Liufang, squad leader of the Farm Production Company’s Third Platoon, led Qi Xu, Zhou Linyao, and Peng Zhaoliang at the very front of the group, pointing out a certain section for them.

They had just arrived at the wheat fields from the farm entrance. Vast expanses of lush green wheat spread out before their eyes.

Mu Wanwan’s eyes had already—

Gu Ming quietly rolled her eyes. If Bai Fangfang found out that she slept clutching that starry-blue sapphire every night, wouldn’t the girl die of envy?

He turned his head and shifted his gaze back to Gu Ming, the expression in his eyes softening involuntarily.

Inside the elevator, the repairman was frantic. A telephone was useless in an elevator; this was an old-fashioned lift that should have been scrapped long ago. Yet its retirement had been delayed again and again, until it broke down once more.

The former Wang Wan had been like that, and now this impoverished mainlander was no different. How could a young master born with a golden key in his mouth possibly accept such treatment?

Was this why the Empress had summoned them to the Hall of Purple Radiance? Was it merely to make Zuo Liangzhe the minister overseeing the realm?

Yan Xi and Su Qing were waiting for Lu Sang in a café. Just as nightfall had cast its first shadow, Lu Sang arrived, looking somewhat weary.

In truth, Gu Ming had been entirely correct. Huo Xinxin’s abilities were indeed beyond question. She did not know as much as Gu Ming, but with so many clues laid out before her, she followed every trace and gradually managed to uncover a few useful things.

Inside the Hall of Gathered Excellence, Wei Jindu looked at the officials below, feeling rather tense himself. He had already visited the examination compound several times. This time, he had come to gather the officials responsible for the spring examination and brief them before they took up their duties as examiners. It represented a certain degree of caution and a formal announcement, and the Hall of Gathered Excellence was utterly silent.

“No. According to custom, we should go straight backstage, or at least prepare somewhere nearby. Those who have a performance to give certainly cannot watch the entire show. Besides, you’ll find it inconvenient once the time comes.”

Lin Feng shook his head. Just now, in the dormitory, he had gone online and browsed through the pinned posts on the school forum concerning the welcome gala.

Although he felt deeply moved by this taxi ride, Lin Feng still fulfilled the duty expected of a passenger and paid when they reached their destination.

On the way to Keelung, they would pass through several territories controlled by the Green Gang. Thus, they did not dare make their departure known and set off secretly, keeping as low a profile as possible.

The moment Xiao Qiuyu heard the name, he felt it was far too ostentatious and completely incompatible with concealing one’s cultivation. He even thought Elder Gu must have made a mistake.

Naturally, the man who had shouted was drenched head-on. Water ran down his neck, slipped inside his collar, and then over his chest...

“Realm Lord, I will marry Ruoshui three days from now. Please inform her.”

Gu Xi spoke blandly, his tone utterly casual.

After thinking for a moment, Shen Muyu briefly recounted what he had been doing while cultivating outside over the past few months. He did not mention Fatty Tiger, however, and he glossed over some of the stranger matters as well.

After hearing Li Hetu’s words, the security guard flew into a rage. His originally pale face had turned bright red with anger. He was just about to retort when a middle-aged man who looked like the manager of the main hall emerged from Windward Residence and interrupted him.

“You are no different from those two-legged creatures who disturb our survival. We do not know precisely what you mean by peace. Why do you not leave this place and speak to our guide instead?”

The ba stared at Xia Yu with its blood-red eyes.

The Marquis of Xiahou’s residence was enormous. Xiahou Qianran finally found Long Qi’s guards. Upon learning that he was with her sister-in-law, she turned and headed for her sister-in-law’s quarters.

The dagger that had fallen to the ground gleamed with a dark, sinister light. One glance was enough to tell that it was coated with deadly poison. Xiahou Yan’s thoughts were in turmoil, and waves of cramping pain twisted through him.

Faced with the combined assault of ten late-stage third-rank demon beasts, the force was so overwhelming that even the Eighteen Heavenly Capital Formation, which rivaled three Refined Golden Corpses, was driven back. The silver corpses were sent flying one after another, and when they struck the ground, nearly every one of them was found to have its chest hollowed out. One or two had even been reduced to headless refined corpses.