Chapter 45: The Man from That Night Remains Unknown

Ye Zheng?

Li Jiuwei’s heart trembled.

A lascivious smile played across his face.

Certain unbearable memories gnawed at her soul.

The man before her was old enough to be her father, yet his gaze clung tightly to her.

“Miss Li… Have you forgotten? That night, you were truly captivating. We indulged in pleasure, losing ourselves to the world… Ah… Wretch, how dare you strike me.”

Li Jiuwei’s trembling hand showed no mercy as she slapped him.

When she first met him, half the young rakes of Bianjing lined up to be extorted by him; he always handled matters with brazen force, clearly not one for reason.

As for the sword spirit, it was exceptionally unique—possessing sentience without cultivation required merging with the force of heaven and earth.

Lady Ge’s father was a scholar, and Magistrate Ge had once been his student; He Yimei’s father was also merely a scholar.

A wave of excruciating pain welled up within him. He realized he had been tricked, ensnared in a meticulously crafted trap.

Apart from breakfast, which his younger sister usually helped arrange, Chu Qianxun handled lunch and dinner by herself, always dining out.

Then, let the Xie family discover that the ‘Mr. Ling’ hosting this auction was himself.

I was speechless; hearing Liu Xin utter that name filled me with overwhelming guilt.

Lu Yuan’s face flushed deeply, unable to utter a word for a long moment. Behind her, Lu Yeting merely smiled, his expression relaxed, as if he had not understood Zhiye’s ridicule.

Bathed in sunlight, the pale blue jade pendant shimmered with an ethereal glow, imparting a sense of tranquility.

He was somewhat shaken; though he had never met his mother, he could feel the profound maternal love through Zhao Hao’s words.

“As for teaching, rest assured—I may be preparing to shoot a film, but it certainly won’t interfere with classes.” Seeing Wang Yongsheng’s hesitation, Qin Ye hurried to explain.

As soon as Shi Lin turned on his phone, it displayed numerous missed calls. Soon after, another call came in. Seeing the caller ID “Chief Number One,” Shi Lin hesitated before pressing accept.

Still, opening fifty shops at once is quite reasonable; manpower and resources can be arranged accordingly.

After nearly three years of training, this fellow's temper and his habit of declaring himself a deity should have improved.

“Who says I eavesdropped? I walked in openly and none of you turned your heads—you were too engrossed in conversation. I stood nearby and you still didn’t notice, so I had no choice but to overhear a few lines,” Qin Ming declared, his face righteous, insisting he hadn’t eavesdropped.

The wedding car had just stopped. The groom, Shi Fan, opened the door, holding fresh flowers and beaming with joy as he entered Building 3, followed by several groomsmen and photographers.

The merciless moonlight brought a chill. Ben Beckman, after being bitten by a zombie, smashed its skull and continued fighting, but his movements grew clumsy, his strength waning.

Fang Ru was oblivious; she held Li Yang tightly, her face pressed against his, murmuring unintelligible words.

So at this moment, Anderson’s attempt to demand anything from Yan Fei with so-called key information was nothing but wishful thinking.

He also called relevant city departments, urging them to arrange a thorough checkup for his uncle later.

The group was quite smug, thinking that if their teacher were still alive, capturing this bearded man would be a matter of ease.

“Come, come, I have ways to deal with Lin Yi. It’s your first time in Lin’an—do you have a place to stay?” Xu Zheng dismissed Lin Yi's threats and asked.

At this point, the hunter could no longer sit still! He suddenly stood, kicking the burly man out with a swift strike. Caught off guard, the man was knocked to the ground, dropping both his salted meat and coins. The hunter slapped the skinny man’s face with a resounding blow.