Chapter 101: The Overlooked Doubt (Second Update)

Dean Feng nodded with a somber face. “Of course. Back then, I deliberately waited until just before Zheng Yan was to be buried before taking out this bracelet and putting it on him. I also used the excuse that I wanted to say a few final words to Zheng Yan to have the others stand farther away. The only person I told about putting the bracelet on Zheng Yan was Yang Sanlang.”

However, Yang Sanlang had already been ruled out as a suspect from the very beginning.

“Although you had the attendants stand back, if that person...”

Lin Yuming was shocked. No wonder Yang Jingqiu had been so out of character; she had come for this matter. But she was neither the group’s human resources officer nor in charge of sales. Why was she bringing this up with him? Could this be another scheme?

Mou Guodong? Yang Guodong? There were far too many people with the name Guodong! Long Qisheng muttered to himself as he brushed aside the beaded curtain before his face and stepped through the side entrance of the long pavilion.

Wang Chen had no time to evade, and in an instant countless flying grains of sand slammed into him, as though enormous boulders had struck his body. He could not help cursing aloud; with a change of hand seal, his figure vanished from where he stood.

“The affairs of the dark side are not as simple as you imagine. They took Heaven’s Net’s money, so they don’t dare fail to do the job. But if they take your money, that’s another matter. Put plainly, if you don’t build up your own authority, it won’t be easy to get anything done with anyone.” Lin Suyi replied casually.

Thinking of Ouyang Fu’s words from just now—“Whose eyes, exactly, were seeing hallucinations?”—the Poison King’s expression turned extremely ugly. Could it be that the ones who had been hallucinating before were them?

Qi Kaisheng sat in the driver’s seat, both hands gripping the steering wheel tightly, as though he might floor the accelerator and charge forward at any moment. When he saw Li Xiang looking over, Qi Kaisheng understood his meaning too. He turned around, lifted the lockbox from the back seat, and showed it to Li Xiang so he could relax.

When the other man widened his eyes and turned around, the divine spear already swung down without the slightest hesitation.

In the end, even if one day he truly gathered the eight Ye family tokens and found the place where the treasure was hidden, how was he supposed to unlock it with those things? Burn them with fire? Expose them to the moonlight? Or chant some spell like, “Open sesame, Ye Fei, you’re the coolest”?

After quietly studying the lake, the black-robed cultivator seemed somewhat dissatisfied, as though the blood was either too little or too worthless.

Origami Tobiichi grew serious. He was even more pleased to see such an outcome, and he met the strike with the divine spear in his hand.

Naturally, as the other man continued explaining, Lu Chuan also realized that building up a force of one’s own seemed far better than killing oneself to make money.

In the main hall, Huo Yixin received a report from one of his patrol officers that more than a hundred local militiamen had assembled and were training together with a hundred guards.

The man nodded in sudden understanding. Then he heard the dwarf in front of him begin to furrow her brows. To be honest, if someone shoved her into crystal, at most she would only scream herself hoarse like a madwoman; it was simply absurd to see her frown so seriously and think things through like this for the first time.

Li Si, under the admiring gazes of the crowd, took out the jade token he had specially ordered a few days earlier. The workmanship of the token was exquisite, and it was itself a mid-grade spirit artifact. On it were engraved the characters for seventy-eight, the number of the private room he had reserved.

“What’s your name?” Zheng Baina realized that after talking with him for so long, she still did not even know his name. If she did not ask now, she might feel too awkward to bring it up later.

This Western restaurant had a very clean and spacious atmosphere. The lighting was bright but not glaring, and there were more or less a few people seated around it. Their voices were very low, and if one did not listen closely, one could not hear any noise at all.

Ye Qingqing shook her head. There were simply far too many pieces of pottery here. Finding the two of them would probably take some time yet.

“No!” Bai Shu hugged the teddy bear tightly, showing no intention whatsoever of handing over the prize he had worked so hard to win so easily.

Ye Fan scratched the back of his head awkwardly, then handed another cigarette to Hongyu and put on his clothes.