Chapter Twenty-Eight: How melodramatic! It is simply too melodramatic!

Wei Feng: I was worried at first and was almost ready to quit the show, but when we drew the lots just now, I realized there were more than three slips of paper inside.

Wei Feng: I’m guessing each guest has several slips, right?

[Production Team: As expected, nothing escapes Brother Wei’s sharp eyes.]

Wei Feng: That means I still have a chance.

[Production Team: Exactly. The real rule is that a group may have any number of members. Brother Wei, please reveal your slip.]

Wei Feng

Red—the same kind he had used before, a terrifying scroll capable of easily killing a Grand Spirit Master.

“For heaven’s sake, Shangguan Yifan, could you please figure out what I’m here to do this time?” Qiu Yue said furiously.

“Get over here. I promise I won’t beat you to death!” Du Yiming snarled at Yanyan, his handsome, sun-bright face blazing with anger.

The thunderous shout, like the roar of a lion, jolted Lan Zehui awake from his dreams. When he opened his eyes and saw Luo Qishan, the astonishment on his face was even greater than hers.

“It’s settled just like that?” Tang Sancheng asked in disbelief. Bai Yi had dispatched Wu Tong in only a few words.

An Meier was about to say something else, but Lin Lirong held her back. Under her mother’s stern gaze, she swallowed her resentment and said nothing.

At that moment, a rumble of thunder suddenly rolled in from the distant west, as though a battle had broken out there.

Hmph. A leopard never changes its spots. She refused to believe that the woman had truly changed. If underhanded tricks would not work, then she would simply provoke her openly. She did not believe Li Ningfu could remain magnanimous forever.

Abbot Shouwang struck the shield with all his might. A dazzling radiance slowly rose from behind him, dispersing the smoke that shrouded the exhibition hall and filling it with blinding light.

He slept for a full two hours before rising and gently stretching his arms and legs. He listened carefully, but Duanmu Youning still made no sound. So he went outside to the open ground and slowly paced back and forth.

“All right, Mo Ming. You’ll have to spend a little time in the cell for now. I’m going to the scene immediately to gather evidence. As soon as I find conclusive proof, I’ll have you released!” Ji Yue nodded, rose to her feet, opened the door, and walked out.

Mo Ming felt somewhat guilty. He had originally come to Nanhua City to protect Murong Lian. Who could have imagined that instead of protecting her, he would drag her into one dangerous situation after another? It could be said that meeting him had been unfortunate for Murong Lian.

“Sister Lin, was that a call from Mr. Cui?” Li Yuanyuan entered the office just as Lin Niantong hung up the phone and could not resist teasing her.

Shangguan Zhitiao had not wanted to be friendly toward Shangguan Erya, but remembering Ji Cangzi’s words, she forced herself to soften her expression. After several failed attempts to act affectionate toward Shangguan Erya, she ultimately said nothing and returned to her room.

On a secluded lake, moonlight fell upon the water, forming a beautiful reflection. Then two figures suddenly appeared within it. Not only did they fail to spoil the scene’s beauty, they also added a lively, dynamic charm to it.

Watching him turn and leave, Dongling Luoxi felt helpless. How could she not know that both princesses had taken a liking to Yuner? But if she forced a marriage, who knew what sort of chaos it might cause?

“I’m curious. Do you truly remember nothing?” Xiao Qi asked, raising an eyebrow with her arms folded across her chest.

Feng Kebe had acted recklessly this time, and she did not know whether she had offended the young master of the Kong family. He was someone they could never afford to antagonize.

Afterward, at Liu Pingfan’s insistent urging, Tong Xiyan blushed as she allowed him to remove her clothes, leaving her in nothing but her underwear.

After Shangguan Xiu finished reading the documents, he saw how furious his mother was. He knew that during this period she had sincerely treated Wang Fangfang well because of Arthur and Arno. Now that she had learned she had been deceived, she was naturally distressed.

What a terrifying giant beast it was. Its body was shaped like a tiger’s, with horns on its head. It was enormous, with a pair of gigantic black wings. Its fur stood on end like a hedgehog’s quills, and it seemed consumed by rage. It roared incessantly at the ground, its sharp teeth flashing with a ghastly, cold, murderous light.