Chapter 119: Bai Yue's Growing Affection for Leng Xiao

Half an hour later, Dian Yan knocked on the door again.

Bai Haochen opened the door and let Dian Yan in.

"Captain Bai, things were a bit rushed earlier. Let me introduce the situation of the Moonlit Night Chamber of Commerce to you in more detail."

Dian Yan spoke to them urgently, "The Moonlit Night Chamber of Commerce is one of the largest among the wandering merchant guilds. It is composed not only of humans but also of high-ranking demons. They do not have high requirements for those they hire, and they don't even conduct thorough background checks. Of course, that is provided that—"

Gu Jianli had just arrived at the lakeside with a skipping Chestnut when she heard Ji Yuezhen crying her heart out. The Second Madame was holding her, preventing her from jumping into the lake again, while Ji Xuanke stood to the side, surrounded by many people from the estate.

Gu Jianli smiled as she packed up the box, and while looking at the ancient ginseng inside, a thought suddenly crossed her mind. Since Ji Wujing had known the poison master Luo for a long time, why hadn't he sought the medicine sooner?

A faint lingering fragrance seemed to remain upon it, coming from the owner of the blanket—a somewhat familiar, light, and delicate scent.

In recent years, while other parts of the Great Liang suffered from constant natural and man-made disasters, Shuozhou had remained smooth and prosperous. The Prince of Qin's military forces had grown increasingly powerful, and some even whispered in private that the Prince of Qin was the one destined by Heaven.

Everyone slowly dispersed, clearing a space. The two men behind Zhang Bingyu were pulled up by the waiter.

However, no matter the era, the path of the sword cultivator has always been an indispensable and mainstream form of cultivation, and the sword remains the foremost among all weapons since ancient times.

"Move aside!" The horse beneath him reared and galloped wildly, crushing the puddles on the ground and sweeping through the overhanging tree branches, leaving those following behind in the blink of an eye.

Fu Yao also stood up. Shen Lun's words had touched her heart. That's right, why should she be forced to inherit some Heavenly Nine Sword Dao when she could blaze a trail of her own?

In the end, when she went to the hospital, her mother didn't look as desolate as she had feared, nor did she break down in tears. She didn't know why, but she found she didn't want her mother to dislike her at all.

Chu Bai's relentless series of strikes pinned the giant serpent to the ground, rubbing it against the earth. This undoubtedly 'angered' the serpent; although no expression could be discerned on its paralyzed face, as it drifted out of the great pit, it immediately reached out its right arm toward Chu Bai.

He looked at Jiang Hao, who wore an expression of pure enjoyment, only to see Jiang Hao suddenly wink at him triumphantly.

Sitting to the right of the Emperor, Zuoqiu Xuhe felt a sense of joy upon seeing her charming appearance. Yet, watching her being held in the arms of the Prince of Yue, he felt a sting of jealousy in his heart.

The more Shen Yunhao thought about it, the more dejected and resentful he felt. A fire seemed to be burning in his heart, yet he had no way to vent it.

Upon hearing this, Ye Xi's expression turned almost insane. She shrieked at the top of her lungs, "Hatred? How could I not hate? Killing my biological parents wasn't enough, you also killed the Su family—my adoptive parents—who were loyal to your Chen State!"

Thinking of this, he felt an intense wave of longing rise in his heart; after all, he hadn't returned home in eight years.

But Li Shanchang was a man who cared deeply about his reputation. Seeing Ding Bin's son weeping and calling him "Great-Uncle" with every breath, he truly couldn't bring himself to refuse.

"Hehe, Master Yang is joking!" Seeing that Yang Xu had returned, Zhang Yuewan felt it inappropriate to stay longer and took her leave. As a man, he couldn't very well see her off personally, so he had to ask Lin Shen to escort her out. The beauty had departed, leaving only a lingering fragrance behind.

Heng Bi's mood was absolutely terrible. *Damn it, how could this happen? How did I almost finish him off?*

In front of the stone gate stood a stone table, specifically for offerings and sacrifices. A stone roof had been built above it to shield the altar from the wind and rain. In front of it were stone steps, seven in total.

In truth, she had no idea that the three young women had suddenly felt shy upon seeing so many people waiting for them at the entrance of the village.

His lips were pressed together in impatience, but he restrained himself from lashing out in front of Qi Wu, though his tone grew increasingly icy.

Shen Yunfan had disappeared, and in the end, only a blood-stained dragon seal was returned. How could this not make them fear the worst?