Chapter 29: Forbidden from Seeing Each Other Again

A’Li returned to the villa with a heart full of anxiety.

She had made up her mind—this time, she would have a proper conversation with the uncle.

She simply could not let go of the piano. Her master had said she possessed real talent, and with the right cultivation, she could shine brilliantly in the world of piano.

A’Li longed to prove herself.

Yet the gap in status between her and the uncle was just too vast; no one believed in them. Everyone thought…

Now, the first problem she faced was how to cover her university tuition, living expenses, and all the related costs.

“Social practice—the college arranges for sophomores to participate in social practice,” Lu Mingfei replied, a smile returning to his face. His gaze toward his uncle softened considerably, though he did not look at his aunt or Lu Mingze.

“Of course, you must be curious about what happened next. That’s exactly what I want to tell you.” Herzog was so excited he was scratching his head and ears. Despite his imposing appearance, he made such a sly gesture that the idiom “a monkey dressed as a king” fit him perfectly at that moment.

These groups were usually formed by elite adventurers, representing the cutting edge of combat prowess. If a dungeon forced adventurers to create a raiding party, it meant that dungeon was terrifyingly strong.

“Alright, I’ll go back and get the money now!” Yang Dezhi said, dragging Jiang Yurong aside. Since the journey home would mean crossing mountains, she would stay here for now.

Because the village had been built along the foot of the mountain, there were few level roads there—mostly winding, uneven alleys that twisted and turned.

Half a century ago, in 1962, there had even been an early snowfall in Tokyo at this time of year.

Hearing someone behind him kill a wild boar, Zhou Jin breathed a sigh of relief. In his moment of triumph, however, he slipped.

Her successful entry had only been possible because of their previous use of both threats and inducements, turning a certain relative—an army hospital doctor—into their inside man.

Otherwise, if his “intrusion” had led to Xi Li having a “butterfly effect” like Wang Cairen, and something had gone wrong, his plan would have fallen apart.

Star Warriors… Angels of Death… weren’t these just legends? Had humanity’s past glory truly existed?

Jing Xi’s reluctance to save her was not out of unwillingness, but because the Federation, determined not to reveal the location of the Geocore Prison, forbade any exploration of the magma depths. If Jing Xi even hinted at an attempt, she would be immediately monitored and stopped by the Federation’s garrison.

Meanwhile, a youth quietly observed them without their knowledge. “So that’s the one who scored a perfect ten? I can’t wait to fight him!” Jiang Wushen gazed at Gu Han with a subtle smile and anticipation in his eyes.

Beneath this region, once notorious to the Japanese invaders, no one would ever imagine that here lay the legendary stronghold of the De Kang family—rows of old Japanese houses built in the style of seventy years ago stood hidden underground.

Ahead of Xiao Kehan, a white, arched wave of cultivation energy appeared. Two opposing forces clashed, separating their bodies behind the undulating barrier.

The storm within Yang City had not yet abated. Guards patrolled constantly, searching for any trace of Mo Yiming. Blurry portraits were posted everywhere, and even bounties had been offered.

Amid the laughter, Wei Shuying’s feigned gloomy demeanor collapsed, and she couldn’t help but shake her head and join in the laughter.

It was precisely because Manggu’ertai, Abai, and Tangudai, his three closest brothers, each led a banner in his support that Chu Ying was able to suppress his dissenting ministers for a time. Heeding the advice of Wei Sheren’s elder brother, he kept a low profile, and in recent years, Chu Ying’s prestige and reputation in the Eight Banners had greatly improved.

The power of the Archaic People was beyond Jing Xi’s comprehension. She had no standing to plead for those living on the Dark Spirit tribe’s lands, nor the strength to do so. To provoke a powerful figure for an unattainable goal simply wasn’t worth it to Jing Xi.