Chapter 76: Receiving Counterfeit Money

Jiang Butong lifted his arm and sniffed; compared to women, he was far less sensitive to the smell of alcohol and cigarettes.

“There’s some of my unfinished breakfast on the table. If you don’t mind, you can have some,” Chen Pan’er said, having already guessed that Jiang Butong didn’t like eating breakfast when he was alone. She’d read in the newspaper that skipping breakfast was bad for your health.

“Then I’ll just have a little to tide me over,” Jiang Butong replied, his voice trailing off...

Nan Huaicheng, after finishing lunch, as usual had nothing to do and wandered aimlessly through the town. Recalling that the child traffickers he caught yesterday had said Ye Fanxing lived behind the big willow tree, he decided to walk in that direction. As he neared the area, he heard Old Lady Ye’s machine-gun-like tirade and followed the sound straight to the spot.

Leaning against the earthen wall, he stretched lazily, crossing his arms, intending to take a comfortable nap.

Old Master Shu was still a highly skilled physician of traditional medicine; whenever townsfolk suffered from headaches or fevers, the first person they thought to consult was him for a pulse diagnosis.

“Let’s go,” Lin Zhixiang said to the other three, his expression impassive, as if he hadn’t done anything at all just now.

The old man’s repeated complaints were full of concern, and the youth’s ears gradually reddened under the weight of that worry. For some reason, he glanced back at Ye Fanxing, shoved the old man aside with a bad temper, and ran off on his own.

Meanwhile, the Gula Knights on the other side were not faring well either. The two large green nets lasted barely ten seconds longer than the dark red canopies before dissolving into countless fragments, and the green light enveloping the knights quickly faded.

Names, authenticity, life and death, events encountered, family backgrounds—all these had been confirmed with absolute certainty.

Daoji’s face darkened. Having been on Earth for more than half a month, he naturally knew whom Zhou Zhou was talking about.

“By your account, Fang Ziyu is actually a good man,” Li Qing said. She’d seen Fang Ziyu in action at the papermill that day and knew he was different from the other disciples of the Iron Azure Sword Sect.

Though the King of Wood Elixirs had cursed Jiang Xie thousands of times in his heart, he could only force himself to say otherwise.

“Never mind what kind of seclusion I’m practicing. Just bring me what I asked for, then disappear immediately—and don’t tell anyone where I am.”

“My best stories? Well, those could take a while, so you’ll have to be patient,” He Fanyin laughed heartily, placing his hands on the strings. As the familiar sensation returned, the smile faded from his face, replaced by a calm that radiated from within.

“Haha… Not bad! King-level martial spirit, full marks; body at king level, full marks—onto the main stage!” The young man waved his hand excitedly, making a note of it.

“I’ll do it!” With a bellow, Tu Yunxiao suddenly appeared along Moyuntian’s flight path. A massive spiked club materialized in his hands, and he swung it directly at Moyuntian.

Her opponent, the demon clan’s Second Chief, Red Star, was more advanced in cultivation, but his training methods and combat instincts were inferior to hers. Facing the dual threat of icy bonefire and the savage bone whip, he was in constant peril and had already suffered serious injuries.

“Damn it! I’ll kill you!” Number Four roared in fury, ready to charge forward for a direct fight.

“Wang Situ, not only do you bully the young with your seniority, but you also launch sneak attacks. Is this truly the conduct befitting a grand official of Chu?” Chu Yu’s delicate face was flushed with anger.

The system grumbled: If you hadn’t seen that Chen Changsheng was coming and planned another banquet, would everyone be so busy?

Director Feng naturally welcomed them warmly, even considering leaving the hospital so he could host a banquet for the people of Tianze Township as an apology.

News of the proclamation of the new emperor spread, and the entire Imperial Guard was first shocked, then erupted into jubilant cheers.

Former rivals and friends were the first to enter Heart’s Inquiry, which was both a pressure and a motivation for those who followed.

I still said nothing. Because of this matter, not even I could explain myself. People are complicated to begin with—how much more so when it comes to feelings.