Chapter 102: Threat!

At this moment, Li Feng was genuinely panicking! Well, anyone would be! The sharp turn was imminent.

Li Feng faced two choices now.

First, accelerate and charge ahead to prevent Chen Fan from overtaking him.

But if he wasn’t careful, he might veer off the track...

Second, slow down and let Chen Fan pass him.

...

The elders seated on the high platform beneath the sacred tree all fixated their gaze on Qi Ming, their eyes brimming with undisguised admiration.

Jun Chengxuan shook his head with a smile, showing no concern. For a brief moment, Ye Mei felt that Jun Chengxuan looked at her with a tenderness as gentle as flowing water. She thought that if she were to marry, it should be someone so considerate and caring. A seed seemed to be planted deep within her heart, taking root, and Jun Chengxuan’s faint smile and warm words would likely be unforgettable for a lifetime.

Princess Luxiang had to find another way; someone would surely risk their life for her. She was merely waiting for the right opportunity, which, luckily, did not take long to come.

At the same time, outside the apartment, the exquisitely dressed Adela was breathlessly blocked by Lin Xiaohan.

She cast her eyes toward his friends—Murong Feng and the others—who were equally surprised but showed no real shock, only understanding.

Tang Long crouched down to examine the bathroom. He noticed an electric wire beside it, with one end submerged inside. Using pliers to test, he discovered an electric leak in the bathroom. Could the victim have been electrocuted? This thought began to form in Tang Long’s mind.

Those who spent long hours in offices often had experiences of being trapped in elevators. After several such incidents, they developed claustrophobia. Every elevator ride was nerve-wracking, a fact that made Qian Qiyue scoff. Being stuck for a while was no big deal; no one died from it, and elevators didn’t suddenly plummet. Worrying was less helpful than self-rescue.

Indeed, the moon by the river in the backstreet was as large as a jade disc, yet fierce winds howled relentlessly. The temperature by the riverside at night was already low, compounded by it being early autumn. For the capital city still lingering in summer’s heat, the sudden chill was quite unexpected.

“I understand. So, what does everyone think about this matter?” Lou Lin remained silent for a while, and with Mu Yi still not responding, Qian Qiyue finally spoke. After all, as the director, she had the right to ask.

Qian Qiyue tilted her head back and downed a bottle. Feeling unsatisfied, she glanced at Ye Fan, his head buried in his ledger. Without a word, she went to the wine cabinet and fetched a bottle of wine along with a tall glass. She knew drinking red wine too quickly could lead to trouble; she didn’t want a flushed face and a coarse throat ruining her image.

Just as this thought crossed her mind, the golden gauze suddenly fell away entirely, revealing a graceful figure. Behind her, the gauze fluttered like dancing silk. The inverted shadow hanging in the fabric seemed as if it were walking atop the delicate veil.

“Let’s go, together.” Fu Zheng glanced at Fu Yan, who stood frozen, then headed toward the alley.

Winter vegetables were scarce here. Mostly, there were white pines, radishes, mustard greens, and romaine lettuce. This was because the region was in the south; in the north, heavy snow would freeze everything outside, and to eat vegetables, one would have to rely on the root cellar.

By the time Mo Nansheng learned that Gu Zixu had appeared at the Orchid Residence in Qianye, Gu Zixu had long since left. Entering the Orchid Residence, chilled to the bone, Mo Nansheng’s face was dark with an indescribable gloom.

Even if his strength wasn’t enough to replace the top master, the fact that he survived the perilous and terrifying Dark Sky Domain was enough to demonstrate his talent. He was bound to achieve greatness in the future.

“Mother Empress, now that the matter is clear—it was a misunderstanding—could you spare Ru Jiu?” Ru Ge coughed again, her face growing paler. Bowing respectfully to the emperor, her sincere plea was impossible to refuse.