Chapter 49: Ambush!

The top expert of the Song family was named Song Ying, the one whom Song Tiancheng referred to as Yingshu. Chen Fan and Nangong Tian were watched closely by him as he escorted them all the way back to the ancestral residence of the Song family.

It wasn’t that Chen Fan and Nangong Tian were unwilling to resist. Although Chen Fan sensed vaguely that Song Ying’s strength was formidable, killing him would not pose a problem.

Zhang Ye knew it was time for him to step forward; otherwise, the situation would spiral out of control, and it was quite possible that Yun Xiu and her servant could escape unscathed.

Suddenly, the likes of Sanqing, Amitabha, Bodhi Daoist, Golden Mother, and the other surviving beings from the Other Shore could no longer contain themselves.

Jingyin was about to speak, but Lin stopped her and handed a thousand taels to Tsunade, taking it from her own person.

The second scene, naturally, was the performance of the Song of the Rainbow Garment and the Rainbow Garment Dance before the Grand Ming Palace in Tang Chang’an.

These photographs were forcefully obtained by Lin Xiuichi and Miki from a private detective agency. After Lin Xiuichi began to suspect Ashuda, he investigated Ashuda’s bank accounts and financial transactions. Two streams of funds caught his attention.

Gathering the fortune of heaven, earth, and people, building upon these three forces, with the will of the people as foundation, the emperor’s will as the principal force, refining the destiny of the nation, establishing a dynasty, and proclaiming its authority.

Zhang Muyang spoke of Zhang Muyang’s disappearance, which startled Qin Shouyang. His spiritual sense swept over every place where Zhang Muyang might have hidden, but found nothing. His brows knit tightly as he looked around warily, fearing Zhang Muyang might suddenly appear and deliver a fatal blow.

In truth, it wasn’t just the two of them. At this moment in the primordial wilderness, anyone with a bit of ability had come outdoors, watching the astonishing phenomenon unfold and feeling deeply moved.

Fortunately, Zhang Muyang’s will was as steely as iron, his expression unchanging even as a mountain collapsed before him. Since things had reached this point, he could only let matters take their course. After all, thunder from the heavens had come; even if he wished to suppress his realm, there was no way to do so.

The elders tacitly agreed, refraining from taking sides, allowing the former master and servant to play out their love and hate, all holding a spectator’s attitude.

The mysterious figure appeared in the sky, gazing at the place where Emperor Yue had once dwelled, staring for a moment before vanishing.

Thinking of this, Chen Che’s attitude toward the maids changed; were they encouraging him? Could there be secrets here even more unspeakable than the Giant Soldier?

“The Great Sugar Kingdom, stickier than candied hawthorn!” Chen Che wanted to curse; who schemed like this?

“No, why can’t I play the master!” Lin Jiu’er cared not whether the plan was absurd; her only concern was her role.

Her phone vibrated—an unusual WeChat message. Someone with the contact name “Duan Keyu” sent her a message.

Mother Fu was nearly in tears, looking to Nan Shu, only to find that at this moment she was observing things as if they were some curious novelty. Pei Si’s words bored her; she clicked her tongue, turned away, entered the house alone, ignoring everyone.

Gu Long was meticulous, knowing Jiang Ke would have trouble getting in, so he instructed people to wait at the door. As soon as Jiang Ke arrived, he was immediately ushered into the swimming pool.

Ma Yong and his companions exchanged glances at the entrance, pushed the door open, and rushed in. Ma Yong saw Ke Xin’s parents restraining her and hurried over to assist.

“All right, don’t be angry. It’s really not worth it. Let’s sit a while longer before heading back. The rain is pouring—probably it’ll stop in less than ten minutes,” Jingchu knew he’d been unlucky lately, his mood sour, so she comforted him and pulled him back to his original seat.

The group sneaked into the garden, quietly moved a dozen or so boxes out to the alley by the prince’s residence, intending to load them onto a vehicle and burn them in the countryside. Meanwhile, Hule sent men to patrol the end of the alley, blocking their retreat.