105 Never Owe Each Other Again

Linghu Wansi’s heart warmed, and she nodded gently. “Alright.”

Though this elder brother’s temperament was cold and distant, his heart was kind. She greatly admired him.

“Rest first. I’ll come see you later,” Bai Zongnan said, looking at Linghu Wansi’s weary face with deep concern, wishing he could hold her close and sleep beside her.

Linghu Wansi yawned and nodded. “I’m sleepy.”

In Bai Zongnan’s eyes, warm as a spring breeze, a trace of tenderness flickered.

She glanced at his expression and felt an urge to punch him outright. But since it had happened in public before, she had held back. Later, when she sought a chance, she found he was ill and refused to see anyone. She thought to settle the score once he recovered, but his illness dragged on for years, and so had their separation.

Mo Liqi watched Ling Xi’s retreating figure as she walked inside, pursing his lips before following after her.

Such a ruthless master had become as docile as a cat before Lin Kun, transforming cruelty into gentle care, attentively looking after the young and somewhat excessive divine enforcer. This unsettled both men instantly.

Since the incident with the Wang family, the sensitive citizens of the imperial capital seemed to have sensed something amiss; the streets had noticeably thinned in recent days. Jun Yang had also been absent for several days.

Judging by the current circumstances, they might be trapped here for quite some time. The turmoil outside no longer concerned them. She thought she could live here with Lu Li, waiting for the day they could finally leave.

Upon hearing Liu Biao’s words, he was consumed by fury, struggling wildly despite the knife still in the other’s hand, attempting to headbutt him.

Yet at this moment, Lin Kun, under an intensifying oppressive aura, his flesh seeming on the verge of splitting, suddenly felt a warm current surge like a spring breeze of March, rising sharply from his dantian and flooding his entire body in an instant.

When Lin Yu first began selling medicine, he knew inevitably he would become the envy of many. He never expected the first to step forward would be Zhu Youwei, followed closely by Xiong Daming.

Xu Guzi immediately realized that one who possessed the Heavenly Emperor’s oppressive aura, and was not human, could only be a sixth-rank demonic beast.

Qing’e eyed Bi Yu sitting nearby with a gloomy expression, her mind filled with suspicion. Yet before the Heavenly Emperor’s presence, she dared not pry or gossip.

Leng Xue’er pushed open the heavy doors of the temple, seeing her father kneeling before the snow-veiled altar.

At that moment, she noticed Lan Ruoxin’s expression change; the previous infatuation vanished abruptly. Though she still smiled at the two half-beasts, she no longer glanced at Jin Li, and instantly, Moduo’s anger settled into calm.

“Huang Zhiqiang and his entourage have gone to stay at the town’s inn. I told him we’ll visit first thing tomorrow morning,” Li Hao said. He had devoured nearly half the pot of rice.

In the hall, crimson blood soaked the red carpet even deeper. The sharp stench of blood kept invading their noses, igniting their nerves with burning pain.

Fortunately, not long after E Ba and the others left, Lan Quewu easily traced their trail, following the faint clues they had left behind.

Repeated attempts to pry for answers were met each time with the same reply: his strength was insufficient, and the system forbade explanation. This was truly infuriating. If his power was lacking, at least they should specify how much was needed to accomplish the task.

After the song ended, the beautiful melody left Jost utterly enchanted. She couldn’t help but applaud.

Zhang Yang and his group would rest at headquarters for half a month. During this period, everyone was free and unrestrained, with all meals available at the central dining hall.

If a fight were to break out, Lan Feng was even certain that Guo Buqi would never be a match for Luo Tian. Though he had no proof, it was merely a strong intuition—and Lan Feng trusted his instincts implicitly.