Volume One, Chapter 73: Transfer of Funds, Exactly One Hundred Thousand

After all these years of recklessness, for the first time, Lu Yuanxiao wondered deep down whether he truly was a bit of a scoundrel. This was clearly more than just a test—if they found the slightest flaw, these Shadow Assassins would strike without hesitation. Even last time, after a battle that raged for centuries, it had taken over a hundred years to settle. This time, it would certainly last longer.

“Lin Yuxi, don’t be afraid. I’m here,” Zhao Yunxiang said, gently patting Lin Yuxi’s delicate shoulder in reassurance.

“Cousin, look below—there’s a python here!” I announced boldly to my older cousin, though I had no idea what would happen next.

Liu Yun was indeed seething with anger. Yao Hong had failed to recognize real value and would surely regret choosing Qiao Xinyue. The brainwashing had succeeded; everyone scrambled out of bed to wash their faces. The mask from this brand had served its purpose for flaunting on social media; time to switch to another, since its effects weren’t remarkable.

Chu Yang’s soldiers seemed to seize the moment; while attacking, they kicked up sand, making it impossible for Nie Yuan to see, hoping to strike him by surprise. But Nie Yuan had already seen through their scheme—when it came to tricks, he was no match, so why bother? He closed his eyes and relied on his ears to sense their positions.

As I sat cross-legged, meditating, I faintly sensed a consciousness above my own, as if some presence was keenly attuned to every subtle ripple of my thoughts.

That day, Bai Qixia brought her assistant and a recording to confess to Miss Wang. It was evident the jade thumb ring meant a great deal to her. When she finally found it, tears filled her eyes—she was overwhelmed.

While everyone else was in a frantic rush, at the Liang family home, Orange stayed by the old madam’s side, obediently helping to watch the children.

She opened the door and, upon entering, found the man sitting on the sofa, gazing at her with a cold, brooding look.

Of course, he dared not even imagine what would happen if the family’s founder learned of his intention to go back to an old flame—would he come in the night to kill him?

“Even if Qin Yu came to you first, do you really think you could escape disaster? And what about the young lady with you?” Bian Du sneered, his smile laced with malice.

Returning to the Liang residence, Qiao Yu found the house empty. She went upstairs to their bedroom, and as soon as she opened the door, she saw Liang Jingrui sitting on the balcony chair.

“Thank you for your grace, madam,” Wu Gege said, her unease instantly dispelled by the favor shown.

And as soon as Qiao Hai and his companions were finally released, they received a text message with a location.

After all, this was the first concert she and Yan Mu had planned to attend together—it felt a bit humble.

After her words, she gestured for everyone to look at the big screen. There, a magnified photo showed Yu Chen’s expression with perfect clarity—the depth of feeling in his eyes was impossible to hide. He gazed at Qiao Yu with quiet intensity, wordless yet eloquent. The emotion was so palpable, even the blind could see it.

At that, Qiao Yu felt a rare surge of anger, though she couldn’t tell who it was she resented.

Great power drives the strong to seek out work that matches their strength. At this moment, Yezi was thinking about how to help his mother with her burdens—at the very least, to break free from the monotony of two dishes and a soup that had defined their table for over a decade.

She took her leave from Lin Ge and was about to head home to sleep when Lü Dai happened to come out to meet her.

“Ye, you were right! Look!” Da Hei reached out and gently touched the surface of the murky water, only to find his finger passed straight through, disappearing from sight.

Thus, Xue Hua was not afraid of a war of attrition, but the same could not be said for Orabein, who could not afford to waste time.

Now Gu Beiwang could sit up and feed himself and drink water. Apart from needing help with the bathroom, he was no longer under constant supervision. With nurses on duty at the hospital, any issue could be addressed immediately.

Liusha Gate, Zhu Hai! Zhang Lingdao knew this man all too well—the first time he’d nearly lost his life to a cunning trap, this was the culprit.

“I told you, Yu Fang is not as harmless as she looks. So, when did you notice?” He Jiali crouched, bringing himself eye-level with Zhou Cheng, baring his teeth as though unused to not having something to chew on.

Father Chen let out a long sigh, as if a heavy stone had finally been lifted from his heart. If a problem could be solved with money, that was always a good outcome.

The fissure on the western mountain wall of the Frozen Highlands was the only path from Harrogath into the underground glacier.

Now that the enemy had stormed the doors of her command, resisting further would be sheer folly. Her surrender was swift and decisive.

The entire building began to shake violently with the attack I directed, and eventually, the rear section collapsed completely. Even the luckiest survivors would have been crushed by the falling stones.

As he wondered what trick the girl was up to this time, Yan’er suddenly rushed forward and, before Long Xingyu could react, threw herself into his arms and held him tightly.

I circled to the front door, intending to wake him and ask what was going on. But just as my hand touched the doorknob, something felt off—a flash of memory flickered through my mind.

“All of you, out! It’s too crowded.” Several bosses shouted at the bodyguards and museum security. “You’re just making things worse. Stay out of it!”