Volume One, Chapter 58: Grandpa Has Your Back

The homeowner led the two inside for a tour, mentioning that it was bought the year before last. The basic renovation had been fully completed, leaving only the moving in of furniture and electrical appliances.

"I must admit, I am quite looking forward to this. In the previous season, random passersby kept leaking information to the experts, which is simply unfair. The fugitive team is already at a disadvantage, and with outsiders helping them, the show becomes unwatchable."

"As long as you understand," Ning Yongxue nodded, taking a step back before immediately taking a step forward.

Hearing Qin Kun's words, it felt as though he was afraid of Sister Red? Shouldn't the Qin family be immensely powerful? Judging by the current situation, could Sister Red's influence be even greater? So great that it actually terrifies Qin Kun?

The fact that Sun Mi was able to ascend to the Thirteen Battles and represent the Land of No Return already spoke volumes.

The head of a nation's highest academy, a figure of supreme standing, was assassinated in broad daylight. If this could happen even in the heavily guarded royal palace with its ultimate defense, could any other place truly guarantee the safety of its common folk?

Of course, this was all because Ajehe had her back turned to him, preventing him from seeing her terrifying visage. A mere glance at her vertical mouth, sharp fangs, and her intimidating three pairs of slanted eyes would naturally extinguish any such absurd notions.

Listening to his remarks and observing his demeanor, Li Jiaqi could easily guess what was on his mind. As for Fifth Sister's temperament, locking her up in the back courtyard for life might allow her to survive, but it largely depended on whether it suited her preferences.

Very well, safety first. Since Lord Li had spoken, no one dared to object further. They all tied ropes around their waists and began descending into the river, creating quite a grand spectacle.

After seeing off Ye Lengleng, Leng Xiyue leaned back onto her leather sofa, feeling a stirring of emotion. Pitiful people were truly countless in this world; even geniuses destined to be the center of attention harbored their own unspoken sorrows. It was indeed a rather tragic affair.

I had no idea what urgent matter Master Liu needed to tell me, but seeing the profound seriousness on his face, I did not press him further and simply followed him back to the surface.

Xiong Da and I engaged in a rare display of modesty, mutually taking the blame and apologizing to one another.

I sneered coldly, glanced briefly at Tang Dou, and then shifted my gaze to Zhang Meng and the others.

Snatching the bowl right out of Mei's hands, I grabbed my own and decisively tossed them all into the trash can.

Truth be told, when my fist was descending, I had a strong urge to smash it right into her forehead. Yet I held back, knowing her identity was far from ordinary and that she was Hu Xiaoyan's mother. Therefore, I could not lay a hand on her and could only resort to intimidating her.

The Immortal Legacy Continent possessed a profound history, but ever since ancient times, Emperors and Immortals had rarely remained active. Starting particularly from the archaic era, Great Emperors and True Immortals almost never came to birth in the same generation.

With that, the fatty escorted that warrior back to the city. This sudden turn of events left the Genesis Alliance completely bewildered. Meanwhile, on the other side, the fatty had already instructed his trusted aides that the moment he made a move, they were to issue the order to attack as well.

"If I had known her plan beforehand, I certainly would have stopped her! I never needed her to take such a risk for me!" I growled softly, my body trembling slightly with agitation.

"Duke of E, since the Immortal says he can try the case, you might as well let him have a go," Li Yuanchang perceived Yuchi Gong's thoughts and chimed in to persuade him.

Xiuyao did not think the matter was so simple. There had been busy farming seasons before, yet her grandfather had never suggested letting her mother manage the household. In truth, Xiuyao hadn't initially suspected her grandfather; she felt that although he was a man of few words, he was quite fair and never particularly favored or mistreated any specific grandchild, always prioritizing the well-being of the family as a whole.

Occupied with such tasks, the three of them worked with great enthusiasm. It wasn't until Ye Xuan appeared on television that Xiaoshan brought Ying'er back.

Long Wei stood quietly for a moment, his gaze falling upon the sailor who had fallen beneath his sword, blood slowly spreading out from beneath the corpse.

She had once yearned and prayed that one day, the prince charming of her dreams would drive up in a luxury sports car, bearing nine hundred and ninety-nine roses, holding out a diamond ring of several dozen carats, and appearing before her with immaculate grace. Then, kneeling on one knee, he would kiss the back of her hand and passionately propose to her.

Whenever the family cleared the wasteland in the past, Lady Zhang would always complain that burning the leftover straw was a waste. She would make the family dig up the wheat stubble to burn instead, believing that turning it all into ash to use for cooking at home was a remarkably shrewd bargain.

Through his desperate efforts, he finally achieved results. The Five Elements Refining Formation stopped devouring Jing, Qi, and Shen from Xiangxiang, shifting instead to drain his own true qi and cultivation. It was precisely during this window that Xiangxiang was granted a moment of respite, enabling him to channel his inner qi and cultivation over to her.

She said to Qin Ye, "Big Brother, Mom and Dad definitely won't let us accept it." In the past, when their maternal grandfather sent grain, it was given to their paternal grandparents, not because their mother wanted it. Besides, even if they were to accept it, their mother had to give the nod; they could not make arbitrary decisions on their own, otherwise bringing the grain back would only put their mother in a difficult and passive position.

Speaking of which, this was already the fifth outfit. The previous four garments truly each possessed their own unique characteristics. While not exactly poor, they certainly leaned heavily into being 'distinctive'.

Xiao Le and Xiao Tu exchanged glances, their eyes burning with eagerness. Yet the boastful driver was nowhere to be found—what a pity! Alas, didn't Jia Xingxing know a thing or two just now?

"Could it be that I must be driven to the brink of despair every single time in order to unleash the Profound Truth of Despair?" Han Lang muttered to himself with a hint of uncertainty.

The mysterious figure spoke, two flashes of demonic light bursting from his eyes and piercing directly into the minds of Ji Yao and He Zhen to probe their every memory.

Lin Tian finally understood. It turned out this group had been arguing over the subsequent route, splitting into two factions—one advocating to follow the river course, and the other to stick along the mountains. Each side had their own logical reasoning, and neither could convince the other.