Chapter 74: Nearly Tricked by the Thirteen Hawks

"Almost got tricked by the Thirteen Hawks," Jiang Butong said, still shaken. He had calculated every possibility, yet never expected a direct confrontation.

"What exactly happened?" Chen Sheng asked urgently. Earlier, he had promised to support the two of them, but never imagined they would end up so battered today—especially Jiang Butong, who usually carried himself with such composure.

Jiang Yuan's lips parted...

But Lord Wu and his companions hadn't made a move, for they were too far away to strike. This was something Lord Wu had overlooked: even if the pheasant lured the wildcat, they couldn't intervene from such a distance.

After settling these matters, Lin Tian handed the two antiques he’d retrieved from the ancient tomb to Wang Yao for processing. When it was done, Lin Tian received over a million in cash, thanks to Wang Yao’s generosity in giving him an extra share.

As he stepped out of the car, there was a brief hush outside. In truth, it was the awe inspired by his longstanding reputation.

Each knife swiftly cut through the crocodile’s surface layer of fat, leaving the underlying muscle untouched.

"Bomb Tokyo? Perhaps, but not now. The issue is far more complicated," Wu Aihua replied candidly.

"I..." It was only then that Su Daji realized she'd let her secret slip. Previously, she had adamantly denied her true purpose in coming to the Black Feather Empire, but now, as if struck by a spirit, she had revealed it without resistance.

Jun Yufeng nearly tore the collar in his hands, and the nine-patterned golden dragon embroidered there seemed to sense its master's sorrow—its eyes blazing, as if demanding the heavens explain such cruel partings.

The weapon forgers scoffed on the sidelines, each casting disdainful looks toward the beast tamers, muttering about their lack of ambition.

This arcade was nothing short of magnificent, with dazzling, multicolored lights everywhere.

After a short wait, Lin Tian saw Li Muqi approaching in white robes. He straightened his own attire before stepping forward to greet her.

Although it lasted only a brief moment, the eruption shook everyone to their core.

"His wrists and ankles were torn apart, bones shattered and tendons snapped!" Shi Jingtian sighed deeply as he spoke. No matter how savage Mo Yan had been at the time, looking back, even Shi’s own actions seemed brutal.

Ahead, a grand restaurant stood with doors wide open, banners fluttering, people coming and going. Its impressive layout surpassed the previous one by far. The sign above the entrance bore the characters "Hongyan Pavilion."

"Forget it, let Zhuang Yong do as he pleases. Let's go back!" Shi Jingtian turned and walked into the courtyard. It seemed the two brothers didn’t know that the red silk was the mastermind behind the assassin organization. But how could Ni Tian, renowned physician, support them? Surely Mu Xianxian was aware as well—was it all in pursuit of uncovering the truth behind Wuming’s death?

Luckily, Gao Jun was at his side, sitting upright, back straight, smiling with a resolute face—majestic as a deity.

Shi Jingtian pulled some dried meat from the carriage canopy and handed it to Li Siguang. The two chatted as they ate, watching the scenery recede around them, and Shi felt his mood settle.

Hui Weiwei and Huang Yongsheng were old classmates, and their relationship was excellent. At work, Hui was also Huang’s trusted assistant, usually quite casual about the details.

Awooo! The wind wolf howled, twisted its waist and landed, pawing desperately at the arrow lodged in its palate. Its rump stuck high in the air, and a flash of cold light followed, striking precisely at the gate of shadows as if guided by an unseen hand.

In the Immortal Realm, savage beasts were not considered powerful—any immortal could wipe them out with ease.