Chapter 115: The Rumor That Murong An Is He Zheyu’s Sister-in-Law

Mo Qinghan gasped for air, tears welling in her eyes, threatening to spill over. Her face wore a look of helplessness and resignation as she murmured, "I thought I was my own salvation, but in the end, I was the one who forced myself into becoming a pawn."

Shang Linjun took in that helpless smile on her face. Had any other man seen the woman before him collapse in such a state, his heart would surely have shattered. Perhaps there was a flicker of genuine feeling in Shang Linjun’s heart, but it was ultimately smothered by the hatred buried deep within him.

Mo Qinghan took a deep breath, forcing her spiraling emotions to settle.

In her eyes, there was a calm light—a composure he had never seen in all the time he had known her. Her voice drifted out, cold and detached: "Shang Linjun, I will take over this project."

At these words, the three of them seemed to recall something, and the hatred in their eyes intensified in that very instant.

At that moment, he felt goosebumps rise across his entire body. Was the man before him even human?

"Hey, Shaojun, what do you mean?" one of the guards, completely captivated, asked involuntarily.

Just then, the movements of the hollow willow in the sky faltered, and the voice within it came to an abrupt halt.

After Sister Dingdang finished speaking, the DY team snatched up Li Bai, selecting Li Bai and Cao Cao as their two heroes.

He leaned out and suddenly threw a grenade. With a thunderous explosion, several of the enemy puppet soldiers in the lead were blown down. Those behind them scrambled to the ground, concentrating their fire on the corner of the wall ahead.

The two commentators spoke with gentle tones, offending neither side, but the audience in the venue and across the various streaming platforms were far less polite in their post-match critiques.

Opening the lock to the food storage was no challenge for him. Finding the secret chamber where the weapons were kept took some effort, but he eventually located it and forced the door open.

Terrified by Lei Jian’s sudden, man-made medical accident, Zhang Guanghua immediately gathered his men for a meeting. He strictly forbade anyone from speaking loudly in the tunnel, let alone making witty or mischievous remarks that might cause the severely wounded to deteriorate.

But Liuying was clever; she understood the underlying meaning behind Leng Hua’s words instantly.

Shen Tong’s eyes curved into crescents as she studied Rong Niang with keen interest. At eight years old, she was still too frail; she had to leap up to deliver a hand-strike to knock Rong Niang unconscious. The blow had to be perfectly placed, for with her current strength, she could not afford a second attempt.

The Mechanical Sovereign knew that their plane could foresee the future through a certain system; as long as one paid the corresponding price, the future would be revealed.

By now, the sky had completely succumbed to darkness. The puppet soldiers on the city walls had long since vanished, hiding in the guard bunkers and gatehouses to escape the biting cold.

Feng Xi felt uneasy, unsure of the Emperor’s intent, and dared not speak again. Only the monarch and his subject remained in the great hall, staring at each other in profound silence.

She had specifically designed a "Divine Physician Wandering the World" outfit for Jiang Ruo, while creating a matching "Medicine Boy" costume for herself.

Ban Rui had already left, but after thinking it over, he realized that Cang Ran was not the type of person to be irresponsible.

As Shen Qing spoke, she used her supernatural ability to dig a deep pit nearby—a large one, spacious enough for the three men in black to lie in.

Terrified by what she saw, Shen Qing quickly unleashed her power, shattering the thorny vine into fragments that scattered across the ground.

Han Ke thought this made sense. Perhaps if Han Ying saw the deep affection between Ao Tianmo and Yan Wanying in person, she would let go of her obsession. Yet, it seemed the reality had backfired, appearing to provoke Han Ying even further.

Ji Xiaoyan returned to the Black Stone Ji Mansion and collapsed onto the oversized, dark red bed. Overcome by a wave of exhaustion, he closed his eyes and drifted off to sleep.

However, the tables of many people drinking there had already become filthy, and suddenly, everyone grew enraged and lunged at Jiang Luo and his companions.

Therefore, he feigned hesitation for a moment, "pondered" it, and finally nodded, signifying his agreement.

"Shut up," Jack glared, throwing a fierce punch at the White Ape, but his agile wrist was firmly gripped by a hand, unable to move a single inch forward.