Chapter 130: Plunging from the Bridge!

He had already made up his mind; he had never intended to return alive today. With the five million provided by Meng Fei, his son’s education and his mother’s critical illness would finally be provided for, and his family would live quite comfortably. As for his own life—well, so be it. Yet, he did not know that Meng Fei was currently seething with rage.

"Huff."

...

The monster had been sealed within the Heavenly Summoning Talisman for thousands of years. Whether before its imprisonment or during the days when it was free, it had never been mocked with such a tone or attitude.

But to think that way was a mistake. None of those present held such sums of silver in high regard, for they knew that to the Ximen family, it was a drop in the ocean, and to the Sikong family—the world’s wealthiest titans—it was merely a grain of sand in the vast sea.

In front of Lian Fangqing, he was a devoted, doting husband. But when facing his subjects or servants, his innate nobility and commanding authority were on full display; the aura and presence of a sovereign were such that one could not help but feel diminished and filled with awe in his presence.

He originally possessed no physical body. As long as he willed it, he could inhabit any person or object, just as he could choose to remain hidden.

"How do you intend to deal with this guy?" Jing Wuyan asked, gesturing with the tip of his foot toward the gaunt man on the ground.

"Father, are you heading to court?" The youth nodded with a hint of understanding, recalling the imperial decree he had just heard, and asked Lin Weicheng.

At that moment, they suddenly realized that the disappearance of those spiritual realm fissures was, in all likelihood, also the work of Ye Long.

"Cut the nonsense. You don't need to expend physical strength, so why have you stopped?" Ross sneered.

Cang Yin then lifted her Daoist robe, revealing that her chest was covered only by a thin red embroidered bodice, exposing her fair, bare back.

They were well aware that this young officer was a graduate of the Imperial Naval Academy. After graduation, he had served an internship aboard a capital ship in the Royal Task Force stationed in Tianjin. Now, he was headed to the East Sea Fleet to take up his post—a young officer with a limitless future.

"You... you are the young patriarch of that useless dragon clan?!" the Emperor of Tiandu stared at Long Yichen, speaking with a mixture of doubt and apprehension.

If Tang Huaijin had done all those things merely to deceive her, Nan Yu felt no great resentment in her heart. After all, there was a time when she had truly been happy and had genuinely hoped to grow old together with him.

"Hah!" Yu Daoyuan gathered his qi and thrust upward. *Crash!* With a loud sound, Qing Yunzi was pelted by the flying debris of tiles, yet he seemed not to notice, staring blankly at the now-revealed figure of Yu Daoyuan.

As he pinned me against the elevator wall, a *ding* signaled that the lift had stopped. He leaned down, swept me up into his arms, and walked straight out. Reaching the front door, he opened it with one hand, stepped inside, and kicked the door shut behind him.

"Shijie, go out and hand the phone to their person in charge. I know what organization this is." Zhan Tian interrupted Shijie’s words. Soon, the sounds of footsteps and a door opening came through the line, followed by a brief conversation and the sound of the phone being passed to someone else.

At first, Wen Mo had been the one avoiding her. Later, after two years had passed, she could have filed for divorce on the grounds of separation. It was only then that she discovered that, back when the engagement was first made, stipulations had already been placed upon her inheritance rights.

Under the command of several early-stage level-eight spirit beasts, the beast tide charged at the Chen family guard unit like fearless warriors. The two guard squads formed a pincer formation, defending and counterattacking under the leadership of Tian Ye, while Tian Xie and the others remained in a defensive posture.

Fortunately, it was a large suite-style hospital room with good soundproofing, so I managed to keep things under control—after all, it wasn't exactly the most appropriate place.