Chapter 89: Competing for a Daughter-in-law

“Why should I believe you? Trying to sow discord won’t work—I trust Feng Su.”
“Believe it or not, they’re at Room 1021 in the Yuehai Hotel.”

When Li Jiuwei called the number back, it had already been disconnected. Her grip on the phone tightened.

She went to the Yuehai Hotel and stood outside Room 1021.
This was impossible—
Li Jiuwei felt absurd. How could she so easily trust a text message from an anonymous source?

In a war of words, Tang Seng was no match for Mo Shengjun. With a disgruntled snort, he urged his horse forward, while Mo Fei followed behind at a deliberate pace.

But she was truly terrified of losing her mother. She clutched her mother’s hand tightly, unable to say anything but cry.

Now, Yin Sizhe was technically a senior in high school, but upon returning to school, he felt no sense of belonging at all.

In the remote wilderness, far from human settlements, no one could say whether the Wu Jiao Clan might return in force.

Just then, Jack called from the hospital with new findings, immediately making Ke Xiangbao sense a shift in the situation.

Only now did Yin Sizhe realize that Su Li had never been within his control.

“Your face...” the man cried out in terror. If he couldn’t see the problem now, he had to be blind—such a drastic change, it was no longer human.

“Then let me ask you—are you happy? Surprised?” Mo Chen didn’t answer her question directly, but threw another one back at her.

The terrain of the Liangjiang River Basin was gentle, rich in water vapor and mineral resources, dotted with cities and thriving commerce. It had once been the greatest financial stronghold of the Heavenly Artifact Sect, but now chaos reigned here more than anywhere else—a single misstep would mean utter ruin.

At this moment, Rushan Island was under strict lockdown, yet there was not a single trace of who was responsible.

He forced himself to suppress the storm inside, hurriedly sat back in the driver’s seat, and folded the rearview mirror away.

Strangely enough, by all logic, these ghosts should have clamored for revenge once released. Instead, they seemed ready to leave as if nothing had ever happened.

“Could it be that this path to survival is meant only for Teacher Yu Zhen? Does it not work for us students? Or is it that our current circumstances are somehow different from Yu Zhen’s?”

Had he known, he never would have done something so dangerous. Now, it was impossible to make amends—Chen Xue was nowhere to be found, so how could he possibly make things right?

Because the inn was run by monsters, it didn’t open during the day. Only when the sun set and night fell would its doors open, and before sunrise, it would close and vanish again.

Bu Qianhuai only needed a glance to tell that this man was also a natural-born martial artist. Among the newcomers, he seemed to be their leader, suggesting he was a person of considerable connections.

Just then, a thunderous uproar of fear and anger erupted from within the temple—so loud it made one’s eardrums ache. Xu You paused, glanced back, and saw the monks who had been boiling beans outside rushing inside. He signaled to Zuo Wen, who nodded, his figure flickering and vanishing into the distance.

Lu Yan pressed his lips together and said nothing. Some things were better left unsaid—better for secrets to rot in the belly than be spoken aloud.

All this happened in an instant. Judgment was passed in the blink of an eye—before anyone knew it, Locke struck Fang Lang with a punch, and in the next moment, Locke had collapsed to the ground, unconscious.

After all, the mighty Wu Army 8 had already become a key force on both sides. But now, even someone as strong as Wu Linjun had fallen. Meanwhile, the great Wei Kingdom not only suffered no losses on this front, but gained a powerful new force—Sun Tianling. In a sense, they had already won before the fight began.

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