Chapter 50: Even If I Commit Murder, the Shen Family Will Still Protect Me

Após a morte e fuga da delicada e mimada concubina, o ministro poderoso e abstinente enlouqueceu Dú Rúqing 1281 words 2026-08-04 06:47:15

Although Shen Yong wears the mantle of loyalty and filial piety, he committed a thoroughly unfilial act against his grandmother. Can he not be considered a sinner?

"When did the Shen residence ever harbor such a turncoat? Enjoying the privileged treatment of a wealthy young lady, yet acting against the interests of the Shen family? The food and drink she has consumed these past few days would have been better spent feeding a stray dog!"

Groups of maidservants deliberately gathered outside the Autumn Water Courtyard, raising their voices to disparage Shen Yuan on purpose.

In their hearts, they had never acknowledged this impostor of a young lady anyway.

Guo Haoran tightly furrowed his brows. He had not expected Guo Yu'er to appear so suddenly, which ultimately gave Shaoyan an opportunity to escape.

The next day, harnessing the power of the primordial giant dragon, the second venerable poured his own primordial dragon might into the formation.

Awan's face wore a gentle tenderness that Feng Xi had never seen before—a look she had only ever witnessed on the face of Zhuyan. Thus, she knew Zhuyan must harbor feelings for Awan, unlike Liu Yi, who always glared at her fiercely. He surely must dislike her. Then, thinking of A-Li, whom she had raised single-handedly for a thousand years, her heart felt a mix of bitter resentment and aching tenderness.

Scanning the surroundings, members of Soul Annihilation were nowhere in sight. Since catching up was out of the question, he prepared to resume level grinding.

"Eat up quickly. It won't taste as good if it gets cold." Long Sheng glanced at the food in front of Su Wanmei.

After all, things stood thus; what could anyone do about it? Saying nothing further, such was simply the way of the world, where everything ultimately began and ended with fate.

Hearing this, Soaring Dragon coldly replied, "This matter is not up to you. Turn over a new leaf and live decently from now on. Stop engaging in arson, murder, and pillaging." With that, he stepped forward, grabbed the man by his collar, and departed into the distance with Gai Luo.

Seeing this, the crowd grew somewhat fearful. It was the first time they had ever witnessed Soaring Dragon speak to them in such a manner. Corina looked at Soaring Dragon with sheer terror, tears welling up in the corners of her eyes.

"No, that's impossible. His self-preservation instincts are far too strong; nothing could happen to him." Peng Sizhe practically ruled out this possibility, though currently, it seemed to be the only explanation that made any sense.

Once both of them returned to the surface, the heart hanging in my throat finally plummeted back to safety, and my legs turned to jelly as I collapsed onto the ground.

This actually took Lin Ye by surprise for quite a while. He wasn't astonished as to how the other party obtained his phone number—anyone determined enough could easily dig that up—rather, he was baffled as to why they would call him in the first place.

The moment his words left his mouth, they slurred into incoherence. Rolling his eyes, he slumped forward across the desk and drifted into a heavy sleep.

Just then, Kankamura Nori respectfully said, "I am deeply grateful to you all, but my stomach is still quite empty." He rubbed his belly, and this casual remark suddenly defused the tense atmosphere—which had been triggered by the obstruction of the figures in black—softening the standoff into something much more moderate.

Pei Wumao's caterpillar-like brows twisted into a tangle of dark ink. He glared at Qingguo for a long time before finally letting out a cold snort and storming away.

This was the unique protective energy exclusive to high-level fire-attribute supernatural beings. As long as she did not encounter an opponent superior to her in rank, it was remarkably effective—a skill exceptionally well-suited for self-protection during chaotic melee combat.

Even so, a thorn remained lodged in his heart. If Liu Ji could not give him a satisfactory explanation for being dragged away that night, he would never be able to swallow this grievance no matter what.

This immortal grotto was even suitable for practitioners of basic infrastructure; in fact, it was among the finest across all of Fragrant Cloud Peak.

"I believe Shayun has her own reasons. However, she is a beast just like us—who are we to judge her? If you wish to forge a pact with him, why not discuss it with him and sign it yourself?" the man asked in a warm, gentle voice, yet his words were remarkably straightforward.

Although Zheping had no formal martial arts training, he possessed all the impulsive temper typical of a youth. Once his hot temper flared, he threw all familial ties to the wind, thrusting a fierce punch straight at Chou Shixuan. Because Chou Shixuan had been blocked by Wang Wei and was distracted by Ma Yufao, he failed to react and took the full force of Zheping's punch squarely on the side of his face.