112 Ask Not Where I Came From

The figure who approached wore a loose white robe and a hood that concealed his face completely. His features were indistinct, but the skin visible beyond the hood was an eerie, ghastly white.

“What… what are you?” Su Su Mo Qiaoyun trembled as she asked.

After a moment of silence, the man slowly removed his hood.

Before Su Su Mo Qiaoyun’s eyes appeared a face devoid of any color or warmth.

It was the face of an exquisitely beautiful young man.

“Quiet!” The elongated final note echoed from the Great Buddha’s mouth, sounding like a sacred chant, yet the Duke of Tiger Wings instantly froze in place.

“This cup is on the house.” As for whether the Snow Child was of legal drinking age—hmm, it didn’t matter. Every day, the bar saw all kinds of people. They were just two among many, nothing special in the owner’s eyes.

Gunfire erupted again, scattering gravel on the ground beside Yang Dong, leaving a bullet hole starkly visible.

Currently, Heavenly Sword Peak harbored deep hostility toward Azure Mystic Peak. Judging by the present circumstances at Heavenly Sword Peak, they were unlikely to provoke trouble on their own; most probably, Azure Mystic Peak would be the one stirring up trouble.

Still, such joy was better kept hidden within the heart. Displaying it on the face might lead to clumsy mistakes, as had happened just now, which would be unfortunate.

From the northwest, southeast, and two other directions of Zhao Kingdom, intense spatial fluctuations erupted almost simultaneously.

At that moment, in the boundless sky above, the ethereal space trembled suddenly, and a domineering aura swept across the eight desolations and six directions, spreading out as if charged with celestial might, bursting forth with overwhelming power.

“Where could we take her? Xing Han may be fierce, but he’s not foolish,” Qin Xiaogan said immediately, his face stiffening.

“Damn it! How dare you oppose me!” Dula Xi heard the words and drew his pistol from his waist in a flash.

Li was about to refuse, but his heart coaxed him: Lin Yuan, oh Lin Yuan, you vowed to experience all the world’s vicissitudes—how could you not explore a place like this?

Xiao Tianran channeled his ultimate Dao magic; under the Heavenly Crystal Dao, his body transformed into a translucent, crystal-like hue, as if he had become a jewel.

Hearing Li Tianyi’s words, Jin Defu and Xia Mingze both displayed skeptical expressions. Though they did not voice outright opposition, their doubtful looks betrayed their disbelief.

Yuchi Sheng was deeply unwilling. Not only was he beaten down by Xiao Hu, but he had also been silently surpassed by an old rival—this filled him with an indescribable frustration.

“It’s getting late. Mr. Zhu, you have so much free time today?” Chen Tianxing smiled, hinting at wanting to see him off. Having the courage to usher out a future prime minister was no small feat.

“Just now you said there’s a secret I want to hear. Speak—let’s see if it’s worth knowing!” Chai Hua was eager to listen; after all, what if it held value?

“Dead vines, old trees, dusky crows; a ruthless man comes to slay me,” Chen Tianxing hummed the phrase with surprising flair.

In a room not far from Mo Xiaosheng’s detention cell, Gu Ye Duoxi stood before the surveillance equipment. Hearing Mo Xiaosheng’s words, he clenched his hands tightly in excitement.

What lay ahead was the most perilous and grueling stretch of their journey—one from which they might never return.

The foreigner looked utterly bewildered but still nodded and kept singing his family’s anthem as he went to take a shower.

“Chairman Chai, let me introduce you. This is Master Yin Changhui, a qigong grandmaster I just met. And this is Chairman Chai Hua, our family’s lifesaver!” Zhang Xiangui presented them to each other.

Murong Kao also wished to understand the legendary tea ceremony of Xuyang—he wanted to know what made it exceptional. The tea set Xuyang had prepared was ordinary by expert standards; to common folk, though, this set represented the living expenses of a family of three for two or three years.