Chapter Ninety-Nine: The Mysterious Lady Yun (Second Update)

It was clear that Director Feng was no stranger to Jiang Xiao. Upon hearing those words, his face filled with emotion as he replied, “General, you are far too humble. For you to guard the borders and keep Xiazhou safe, we are already deeply grateful. What’s more, nearly every year, you personally visit our Hospice to see those unfortunate souls. All the military households in the Hospice know how much you care.”

Yun Shuang couldn’t help but glance at the man beside her, her eyes flickering with surprise. So Jiang Xiao visited every year.

“I will be heading to the Fengqi Continent soon. I don’t intend to stay in Xuanji City,” Xiao Shuihan said, rising to leave.

Yet after being away for just a day or two, she found herself missing him terribly. Was this longing truly the result of affection? Or perhaps, this fierce bear had no regard for Ning Fan’s “Lianzi Sword”—with his thick skin and sturdy build, there was no need to worry about him at all. All that mattered were the things happening before her eyes.

“Ye’er, the Beigong family is in no way inferior to this place,” she reminded him. After all, that was the legendary Divine-Seeking Pool, a place formed by merging Ye’er’s space and the old Fengqi Continent.

Meanwhile, the entire Shen Ce Mansion was prepared. By now, casualties had already reached over half, but even so, they managed to muster a formidable army.

“Those wretched Japanese! Short and mean, they look down on everyone!” Xin Dalong grumbled, unusually talkative.

Liu Ruoyin hadn’t given a detailed introduction, nor mentioned her job title—she feared it might affect Mu Qingyu, since that man was Mu Qingyu’s official boyfriend. When she mentioned the entertainment club and bar, she only said they were profitable, but the meaning was clear: money was no issue.

She held Su Chen’s hand, puzzled by his sudden agitation. Even if Su Yun’s project was questioned, surely it wasn’t enough to cause such an outburst?

Dou Dou was well aware of her own strength—she was no match for the combined might of the three Ghost Kings. But everything she had now was given by Sister Yu Rou. In her heart, she had come to see Yu Rou as her own mother. How could she think only of saving herself and abandon her?

“I mean no harm. I just want to say, if you seek death, don’t drag others down with you.” At this, Xu Wei shot Xun Shu a look, but had no intention of arguing further. To her, none of this was worth the trouble.

“It probably has something to do with the cultivation world he mentioned,” Fu Jingci mused, unable to think of any other explanation.

Princess Wuyang nodded, her gaze drifting to the man lying on the bed, eyes tightly shut. What had happened to him? In just one night, he seemed a completely different person than he was yesterday.

He delighted in watching Luoluo get jealous. They say jealousy proves you care, but Luoluo remained so calm. Back when she was ill, she’d spoken so earnestly about how much she cared, yet now she showed not a trace of jealousy.

Abbess Huiming had long since severed ties with the mortal world, and Yao’er, not wishing to disturb her, rose to take her leave after a brief visit.

But the pain of the past made her reluctant to face her feelings. She was afraid of being hurt again. Her father’s betrayal of her mother left wounds her mother carried to her grave, dying with resentment in her heart.

Dong’er couldn’t believe Yun Shu really meant to strike Liuli. But to disobey the princess consort would be even worse. In that moment, she broke into a cold sweat from anxiety.

Very well. Zhu Yuyan’s powerful aura already had the Four Sacred Monks frowning. Now, with Dan Meixian and Wanwan joining in, the monks grew even more alarmed.

Her presence was cold and formidable, clearly skilled in martial arts. Her face was stiff, likely the result of a simple disguise to avoid recognition.