What Year Is This Night?

Yet Yuchi Meiru met his gaze without a trace of fear.

At that moment, an idea flashed through her mind.

She quietly slipped a dagger from her sleeve and plunged it into the mysterious man's shoulder.

Bai Zongnan's eyes lit up—this girl, in the critical moment, had proven herself reliable. Without hesitation, he gathered his inner strength and unleashed a powerful punch.

Caught off guard, the mysterious man let out a wretched scream and was sent flying backward.

He glared at Yuchi Meiru in fury. This girl had dared to ambush him!

As if the background music of a stroll through the starry river gradually swelled and drowned out the faint murmurs, the host of the banquet began the closing remarks.

In the rear courtyard of the mortuary, Sun Zheng practiced a set of sword techniques, testing the new blade through various maneuvers, and ultimately tossed it into the light screen for inspection.

"Don't rush, it's not mealtime yet," Ai Qing said as she opened the door, took a cotton ball toy for the cat from the living room cabinet, and tossed it onto the floor.

Liu Fang saw he had something to say, so she promptly dismissed everyone except herself and Butler Liu.

When Liu Ruyue saw who it was, her face turned deathly pale. The memory of Liu Sang crushing her with one powerful artifact after another at the Yunlai Inn was still vivid in her mind.

Last time, after Fang Zhongshan heard what the Grand Elder said in the alchemy room, he began to suspect that Ye Chen might not be so simple.

Before Lin Chang'an could say anything, Zhang Qing was already unable to contain his excitement, staring wide-eyed at the fading flames in the alchemy furnace as pills shimmering with spiritual light floated forth.

Magical artifacts clattered to the ground like trinkets at a street stall, glowing faintly. There were all sorts of potions, elixirs, and cultivation techniques—everything imaginable.

Especially as a string of mixed Chinese and English technical terms flowed from his lips, it was as if, behind this man, countless dazzling planets spun in the vast darkness of the cosmos, turning at his fingertips—casual, unrestrained, yet so mysterious that one could not look away.

Lin Changfa knew Chen Jun's character well. If people were needed, they had to be capable—no use keeping fools who only consumed resources.

A dozen elders extended their spiritual senses into the pill bottles, examining them carefully. Once assured that the beast-feeding pills were flawless, Jiang Zhenyue finally put away the storage ring.

In the end, it was Ling Xue, unable to bear it any longer, who interrupted Su Ze's self-indulgent revelry.

But clearly, Su Ze did not have the luxury of time to fully absorb all the spiritual energy from the bamboo forest in this mountain glen.

At precisely ten o’clock, Sun Yaqiu and He Jianjun left the company one after the other. The bank was just around the corner from the office, and since it had just opened, there was already a long line at the regular counter.

Watching Xiao Feng’s figure recede into the distance under the moonlight, Xia Zhu sighed. She knew she and Xiao Feng now belonged to different worlds.

In a sense, Que Jinyu’s guarantee truly altered the Prince of Jin’s perception of him.

There were also two unknown elders—one a martial sage, the other known as the Seeker of Defeat.

If not for the limitations of our army’s mobilization speed, I might have long since led our forces to storm their gates.

The moment the words fell, as if to confirm her statement, her phone flashed—Xiao Tingxun was calling again.

Chu Yi quietly drew a silenced pistol from his pocket, firing at the blue insect on the coffin lid. Blue liquid sprayed in all directions, and the insect fell weakly to the ground, clinging to life.

"Thank you so much, Li Hao! When I have some free time, I'll definitely treat you to a meal!" Ruan Yuwei flashed a beautiful smile. It was the first time in two months she had smiled so freely. Compared to those hypocritical rich folks, she much preferred friends like Li Hao.

"Don't celebrate too soon—the real battle has just begun." Di Yu's icy words startled everyone into silence.

When she realized the opponent had vanished, Chu Xiangyue remained calm. The Autumn Water Sword was drawn, blue light swirling around it.

Blood spurted from his body like an arrow, striking the ground and leaving a sudden pit where it landed.