Chapter 31: Then I will be underneath.

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Auger had only just closed his eyes when he heard the sound of flowing water. As the commotion around him grew, his eyelids flickered, and upon opening them, he was immediately struck dumb. Towering waves swept through the surroundings, crushing and pulverizing everything in their path. He and the shimmering little pink fish were at the center of a vortex, yet he felt a strange sense of security he had never known before. "Let me wash you too; you’re such a tidy little puppy," Yu Xia said, poking the young boy’s puppy-like cheek. Consequently, Gou Fugui specifically told Nangong Feng that he needed a moment to prepare, though in truth, he was simply using that time to grow even stronger himself. Elder Niuhuang’s cultivation had dropped to the peak of the Transformation Realm; once he fell back to the level of a transcendent peak martial artist, his cultivation ceased to decline, and his aura no longer waned. This person was absolutely disgusting—just because he had a few filthy coins didn't mean he was anything special. Jiang Xingyan’s posture while playing the piano was entirely different from his usual lazy demeanor; his back was rigid, and his fingertips danced across the black and white keys. Suddenly, a warm current began to flow slowly into his stomach. The sensation of a blade churning inside seemed to ease, though the pain remained agonizing, and the hands around his throat continued to choke the life out of him.

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Cao Dingjiao snatched up a dry blade with one hand and cast his gaze across to the opposite building; he had already spotted the thief on the roof. It was an unavoidable necessity; if his Dashun Army were to survive, they needed silver, and they had to reward their hundreds of thousands of troops. Concubine Xiao was in the midst of her practice when she suddenly sensed something amiss. She stopped at once, reprimanding the source of the disturbance with a cold, sharp glare. Lady Gu was stunned; her finger had clearly struck, yet Wang Baoshan, standing before her, showed not the slightest reaction. However, whenever Xi Shuang turned back, the two of them shared a strange, uncanny rapport, each smiling at the other. Although Xi Shuang felt these smiles were somewhat eerie, she couldn't quite put her finger on why. As the words fell, countless rays of light converged at a single point on the armor, and under the shroud of a unique, crystalline radiance, the Qinghong Taiji Seal was activated. He moved through the midst of the demonic creatures as if strolling through his own back garden—graceful and at ease—never once being scratched, slipping through every danger unscathed. Moreover, with all the commotion today, the concert was surely ruined; there was no need for her to be here. Besides, her purpose in coming was not just for that—she had come to eat. Li Qi was in a foul mood; to him, Yao Mengling’s relentless pestering was no different from a professional scammer. If his father ever killed someone with a kitchen knife, would she go and settle the score with the blacksmith who forged it? "A bit of mischief is what makes a young person," Jin Si Kangping said with a smile, enjoying the rare pleasure of playing the elder.

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Director Xia was secretly delighted. People like Qiao Xiaojun were not only capable but also required no salary from the Public Security Bureau and even provided their own vehicles—it was an incredible bargain to employ them. Lacking the courage to strike out on his own, he could only grumble. His boss was, of course, a colleague of Huang Han’s, and they had been on decent terms in the past. "What is going on? Wasn't everything deployed as planned? How did they turn into foreign spies?" Consort Xue was naturally dissatisfied with the current outcome. The Emperor ignored Consort Nian, lowering his head to stare at his injured hand, his face dark and silent. Outside the country, Li Guobao had also been busy networking in Hong Kong, pulling in many renowned tycoons from Hong Kong and Southeast Asia. Shen Ping had noted them all down; for those who were being particularly troublesome, he would naturally find an opportunity to return the favor in the future. However, Su Xing’s consciousness had not vanished. He even felt that his limbs could still move freely, but why was there a soft, squishy mass beside him? Shen Ping and Cao Xue drew the attention of the crowd; after greeting Cao Xue, people cast curious glances toward Shen Ping. In the end, it was Bloody Mary who provided the most sensible advice. Since none of them knew the way, they should try not to stray too far from the main road—that was the safest and most secure course of action.