Chapter 61: Threat

When Jiang Jinglan rushed to North Scenic Garden, Lu Ming was already helping Lu Linlin pack their things.

With a bitter expression, Lu Linlin said, "Young President Qiao just left for Country K like that. Is she even coming back? Uncle, why don't you pull some strings and get me sent to Country K too? I want to follow Young President Qiao."

Lu Ming finished organizing the documents in his hands, stuffed them into a folder, and replied, "Little Lu, do you think Old Lu is omnipotent? I want to transfer back to headquarters myself."

"Besides, although Young President Qiao went to Country K, her position hasn't changed. She's just relocating her office."

Fortunately, the doctor said there was nothing major to worry about and that he would be able to walk independently in another month. After picking up his prescription, Lin Feiyan took Lin Suimiao and prepared to leave.

That might fool the Wei family, but before the Wei family could even say a word, they were grabbed on either side by An Chi and Mama Liu.

Facing so many people, Bai Yuan knew that regardless of what Chu Xiao said, if he refused to part with his treasure, the Bai family's reputation would be completely ruined.

After all, Suxin was An Cheng's maid. Seeing that An Cheng truly didn't mind, An Shu found it difficult to say anything further.

For a moment, he even felt a sudden urge to charge forward again and engage the fleeing elite masters of the six tribes of Tukhara in battle.

"Zhou Zhan, don't think I won't really hit you," he said, suppressing his anger and biting out each word. This time he was genuinely wronged—he hadn't even known that Ji Wujing was coming too.

Hearing the call, Qing'er glared at Wang Li, went inside to help Yao Jianxue dress properly, and then told Wang Li he could enter.

Chu Xiao heard every word of Xue Wangying's remarks clearly. He hadn't expected that, far from flying into a rage this time, Xue Wangying would actually support him.

Seeing that Gu Tingzhi had not fallen for it, Lin Suimiao rolled her eyes, apparently plotting some mischievous scheme.

"Fortunately, you and Xuan are relatively promising and aren't scoundrels like them; otherwise, as your mother, I certainly wouldn't let you step a single foot out of the estate!" Madam Luoyang smiled faintly.

Hearing Dongfang Yi's affirmation, Assistant Chen silently breathed a sigh of relief. He had thought the boss would chew him out; that sharp, icy glare of his was truly terrifying, scaring him so much that cold sweat broke out across his back.

Upon hearing this, everyone's expressions inevitably shifted. Long Anqi and Xiao Feifei had still been swimming in tears, but at these words, they couldn't help lifting their heads and stopping their crying, feeling a mix of joy and anxiety. They were overjoyed that Yue Longtian was not actually dead, yet anxious as to why Yue Longtian had gone and "killed someone" again.

Lin Tian nodded. This vampire possessed no spiritual artifacts, and since he himself had no good way to evade attacks, he had been thwarted at every turn and unable to unleash his full strength. No wonder this fellow was so weak.

"Human, don't look at me with such a shocked gaze; I'll get scared!" With a playful blink of her eyes, the dark elf—who a minute ago had looked as though she wanted to pierce his body with her gaze—now spoke in a tone reminiscent of a lover acting spoiled, while her facial expressions suited to this tone appeared utterly adorable.

One could say that the might of this finger was akin to the heavenly hand of the Great Firmament Art, save for the fact that the Daoist laws and profound mysteries it contained were far fewer.

The four bodyguards beside Lu Yixuan felt a deep sense of self-reproach seeing her in this state. They had originally been assigned to protect her safety, yet they had stood by helplessly watching her get struck across the face during the scene.

Under such a gaze, Yan Fei simply could not bear it any longer. He hastily planted a light kiss on the elf's cheek, put away the crystal ball, and bolted like a puff of smoke to report to the Archmage Videnina.

"Right, the task you handled just now nailed this problem down. You might be even more capable, but you've got to pull it off, because today we have to be convinced." Dashan piled on the pressure tighter and tighter.

They always say that freeloading meals is the most endearing thing, and indeed, Diao Chen arrived promptly on schedule. I ingratiatingiously handed him the menu, completely past caring that "kissing up" was a derogatory term; only by properly serving this great lord could my happy life have any hope.

If things played out that way, it would suit her schemes perfectly—especially if several Innate realm experts from the jianghu chose to assassinate the emperor of the Great Wu Empire, and actually succeeded.