Volume 1, Chapter 30: By My Side, No One Can Hurt Her Anymore

Gu Moting lifted his head slightly, gazing into the empty air. The emotions in his dark eyes suddenly stilled, and his gaze turned clear and sharp. His voice remained deep and resonant, yet it carried an irresistible strength.

"Let her go..." Gu Moting said slowly. "Back then, I was too impulsive, letting go too easily, and agreeing to her request to break up too quickly. That is why I failed to protect her."

Gu Moting looked back at Lu Xiaoqian, his voice firm: "I will bring her back. With me by her side, no one will ever be able to hurt her again."

Lu Xiaoqian widened her eyes in terror: "Young Master Gu!"

"Rest well. I will find Jiang Zifei."

With that, Gu Moting turned and walked away.

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It was not until the next day...

Qin Wuming followed his gaze and discovered that the person Sanjie was watching was a man in his forties, dressed in expensive attire.

A young man in fine clothes flickered into existence in the void. His hands were empty, but the index and middle fingers of his right hand were pressed together. He pointed lightly toward Du Tao, who was sitting on the carriage, his fingertips aimed directly at him.

Liu Mang glanced coldly at the men whose necks had been pierced by his triangular bayonet, then shook the weapon violently, sending a spray of blood flying into the sky.

Chen Yulian’s intention was to have these hooligans locked up and re-educated by the government, but Chunni’s family only wanted to settle the matter with money; it was Tuo Guihua and Shang Baolin who wanted to squeeze the other party for more.

He remained dazed and somewhat aggrieved even after walking out of the courtyard gate of the dean’s house.

*

Who could blame her? This magical man possessed such immense charm; it was his fault, yet she could not bring herself to resent him.

Ling Qi felt the night breeze, which cooled the heat on her skin, but the fire burning within her only grew more intense.

He knew that Ling Qi was suspicious. Even though he treated her as well as ever—perhaps even better—this one point was enough to make her uneasy.

The night passed without incident. The next morning, we bid farewell to Ling Zhao and the Four-Direction Lords, led the Dragon Gate Army away from Wuyou Terrace, and headed toward the Six Paths Heavenly Pool.

Early in the morning, Guanguan and Jiang Beibei received a transmission from Rouli, saying she wanted to attend this year’s Holy Infant Festival, to which both naturally expressed their welcome.

"My Lord, allow me to explain how to achieve a slow but certain victory. First, select an elite vanguard; follow this with the main force of cavalry, infantry, and naval troops; and use ten thousand fresh recruits as reserves to reinforce wherever the struggle becomes arduous. In this way, with a grand army and flags obscuring the sky, divide into three routes and advance along the entire front."

They say admiration is blind, and it seems that is truly the case. In Nicole’s heart, Gene was a naturally shining genius. She overlooked the fact that the melodies Gene hummed were, at best, basic frameworks that required professionals to refine the arrangement and orchestration—tasks largely completed by Madonna or other experts.

After all, the two people storming the tower were dressed in a way that was completely out of place in Anshen Village; they were wearing special forces gear, with submachine guns slung at their waists.

He knew that if he asked Jun Ning to go back now, she certainly wouldn't, so after some thought, he decided to wait until she was asleep to send her home.

"Woo-woo-woo~" As the roaring of the train echoed, Lu Ren finally understood the principle of the steam train his physics teacher had described.

As the group discussed the production of special effects, the phone in the bag Gene had set aside began to ring. Gene pulled out a Motorola flip phone. Although it still seemed clunky to him, it could at least be called a mobile phone—at least it didn't feel like holding a brick.

Their carriage was hidden in the woods nearby. They climbed in, and the man drove toward the direction of Wen Yan and the others.

Wen Yan walked over, and before they could react, she snatched a club from one of them and struck the leading thug.

But just then, he suddenly thought of the talisman paper taught to him by the person in the mirror, and his heart surged with temptation. He possessed the means to control the King of Qin and the immortal arts to command the world; why should he be bound by such petty moral constraints?

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By comparison, they would rather battle Sun Wukong for an entire day than play mind games with him; they simply could not keep up with his rhythm.

Kalipo was stunned by Wang Mo’s answer. He tilted his head, curiously examining Wang Mo, and then looked directly into his eyes.

"I remember the victim was a live streamer. There should be a video of his stream before 12 o'clock, right? Did you get it?" Lin Ran’s persistent questioning made it clear to Tian Ying on the other end of the line that Lin Ran was determined to go to that room to meet his death, and nothing could stop him.

"It is a pity that such a divine object chose its master by attaching itself to Su Li's arm. I have tried everything, yet I cannot remove it," the ancestor of the Feng family sighed.

The old tree demon had been cultivating for who knows how many millennia; even he himself had forgotten. Qiu Fei only knew that the old tree demon had existed for tens of millions of years and had witnessed the Demon King being shot down by an arrow from the Primordial Great Emperor.

While it wouldn't lead to the widespread devastation he claimed, some damage was inevitable. His actions weren't solely aimed at trapping Xu Baifang; it was also a matter of taking money to resolve a problem for someone else.

Guo Jingzhi was slightly stunned upon hearing this: Is this Niu Zhipeng really a leader at Danyun Manor? If so, was the phone number Su Dan gave him actually useful?

Nan Yuexi seemed to have been waiting there all along. After settling everything, she took Su Li and rushed toward the Demon Realm.

"Stinky girl, call her Sister Ziyi," Qi Changzheng transmitted his voice quietly within the silently opened Nine-Colored Phoenix Feather space.

"You should know the guy who led everyone to fight the Demon King in North Sky City back then and eventually sealed him directly," Lin Tian said. Even though no one could see clearly now, he knew the outcome was decided, because when he saw Li Hai's body corroding—or rather, being scorched and cracked—all of Li Hai's defenses were bound to crumble.