Volume 1, Chapter 59: Draw Him Out and Kill Him

The person in the photo is none other than myself.

The picture was taken on the day of the mid-month payday, as evidenced by the stacks of cash piled up right beside me in the frame.

Someone is trying to frame me.

In an instant, a wave of dizziness overwhelmed my entire body, my hands and feet went limp, and I could barely keep a grip on my phone.

"Who are you?"

Suppressing my mounting nausea, I trembling typed out these three characters and hit send. At the same time, I clicked on the sender's profile picture to check their details, but there was nothing—it was blatantly a brand-new burner account.

"Don't worry about who I am!"

The other person replied almost immediately. When I asked what they wanted, they answered: "Fifty thousand, or say hello to silver handcuffs the moment you return to the country!"

Extortion has always been my greatest fear...

"Thank you for your trouble, Lord Chen!" Knowing he was no match for Hu San's raw power, the moment the locust tree spirit moved, Ye Zhiming drew out the River-Stabilizing Pearl, channeling the righteous energy within his body to condense a protective barrier of light that shielded both himself and Chen Mu.

However, as she drew closer, Pengpeng realized that it wasn't that she had caught up to the two of them, but rather that both of them had stopped moving.

Seeing that Tan Qingqing had even bowed and remained so deferential, Dong Yu felt a twinge of confusion. Yet, she could only sullenly return to her seat, keeping quiet and holding her tongue.

To put the giant red fish in terms more familiar to everyone, its alternative name is the taimen! This migratory species swims upstream every year during the spawning season, and whenever this season arrives, it becomes a feeding frenzy for creatures like brown bears.

She intended to charge her phone, but upon plugging the charger in, she discovered the outlet was broken. An electric arc flashed across the socket, startling her so badly that the color drained from her face and she nearly dropped her phone.

Upon seeing Chen Mu successfully ascend to the third floor of the Scripture Repository, the Dao Palace disciples inside were struck with shock. They had already been speculating that Chen Mu possessed a Deity-Refining realm cultivator backing him, and now, watching him enter the third floor unhindered, they became all the more certain of it.

These people sat sipping tea with deeply furrowed brows, seemingly waiting for someone. The hot water in the cups on their tables had long since gone cold, a clear sign that they had been waiting for a very long time without ever shifting from their seats.

Before Su Man could even react, that eerie, long-haired man delivered a fierce kick straight to her stomach.

The person standing opposite him was none other than Zhang Liao, who had once wounded him. Gazing at the long spear in his opponent's hands, beads of cold sweat instantly broke out on Zhang Hu's forehead.

"Lord Zhao, I will set off for the Yun and Qian Prefectures right now. I shall do my utmost to return before the demon clan launches an attack on Taizhou!" Chen Mu said in a deep voice.

Yizhu nodded, her gaze locked firmly upon that persistently calm and composed face. She parted her lips, wanting to speak, only to realize she had no idea what to say.

Seeing him in this state, Xun Feng could not help but fall speechless. He reached out and gave him a gentle nudge to shake him from his daze, asking, "Are you out of your mind? Yangzi's seat is about to be stolen, how can you still be spacing out?" Xun Feng glared at him, casting a look of profound exasperation toward Yishuihan.

However, Yan Ling was determined to secure this salt mine and was resolved to find it. Leaving the others behind to wait in place, she set off to search for it on her own; having them trail along behind her would only waste time.

Hearing this, Yizhu's heart trembled faintly. Qingfeng's words felt like a needle piercing into her body, wandering about inside her so that every movement she made sent excruciating, piercing pain shooting through her.

Gu Shaoyu scratched his head. What on earth was all this? Damn it, was I flirting? I genuinely don't understand what goes on in their heads.

"Let's go." Turning around, Hero Zhu recounted to Liu Sheng all the deeds Xiao Qingzhou had committed within the Demonic Sect, drawing hearty, unrestrained laughs of booming laughter from Liu Sheng.

Seeing that Huang Di did not mind, Li Qinxue also set her mind at ease, opened her cousin Fang Xinyan's QQ chat, and messaged her.

Di Chengheng's gaze flickered as he looked into Sheng Luanyin's eyes. He wrapped his arm around her waist in return, just in case she tumbled off the imperial couch in her excitement.

Xu Hua immediately turned on his computer monitor and, sure enough, caught sight of that exact scene. However, the person's face was perpetually veiled in a layer of mist, making it impossible to discern their identity, though he could be certain of one thing: the individual was Chinese.

Watching the receding figure of Chen Yucheng as she walked away, a flash of astonishment crossed Yishuihan's eyes. For some reason, he always felt that Chen Yucheng seemed terribly lonely and helpless.

A few days passed without any particularly unusual events occurring. Even so, Lu friends circle expanded just a tiny bit. Although these friends were strictly limited in number, it still left Lu somewhat satisfied. Of course, the most important thing of all was that Lun had agreed to accompany her to Akihabara on Saturday.

"You are right. I cannot guarantee that every single friend of mine will survive this catastrophe, but as long as I cross paths with them, I will not stand idly by and watch my friends die!" Danchen's words were resolute and ringing with power.

"Though I deeply admire your wild imagination, it is a great pity that I am no heroic spirit." A trace of odd amusement flashed across his face, and before Zangyan could react, Lu charged straight toward him, scooping up Sakura in his arms.

"Sister Lin, let me lay you down on this sofa so it will be more convenient to give you a massage," Chu Tian said.

According to what Danchen knew, the demonic beasts inhabiting this pitch-black Dead Sea needed to constantly engage in bloody battles and rely on all sorts of treasures if they wished to grow more powerful.

"Until we meet again then." Flaunting a brilliant smile, Lu vanished into thin air under You's watchful gaze.

Though Li You's words seemed to carry a certain logic, this did little to dispel the terror gripping Yuhu and Menglong's hearts. At the very least, it provided them with a comforting thought that they were still safe for the time being.

Bai Xue understood this principle, yet there were plenty of alternatives equivalent to breast milk; she simply refused to believe that, with her abilities, she couldn't find a single one.

Just like that, a day passed, yet the factions rushing in from the Seven Realms were far from limited to these. Early the next morning, another group arrived at the Smiling World Palace as if coming in for breakfast. Training in the front courtyard, I naturally stepped forward to welcome them immediately.

Li Dian said, "Let me tell you a story." Li Dian possessed an exceptional eloquence, and tales of his master were his absolute favorite topics to discuss. Having recounted them countless times already, he now seized the chance to show off before a large crowd, embellishing the details and spinning a magnificent yarn that left the city's residents utterly mesmerized.

Cao Cao gave some money to the village landlord and rented lodging in his home. He then invited the landlord to prepare a banquet to entertain Xia Feng, Zhao Yun, and the others. Following the banquet, Cao Cao invited Xia Feng to a night conversation by candlelight.

One had to admit that the place where she currently found herself was truly serene. After finishing her dinner, Zhao Qingshan strolled outside for a while, and the heavy burden weighing on her heart eased quite a bit.

A simmering resentment had long since taken root in Tan Zhinya's heart. Slamming the ashtray down heavily onto the coffee table, she turned, opened the door, and walked out. The dishes and chopsticks remained scattered uncollected across the dining table as the door banged shut behind her with a loud thud.

After forging a few more longswords and arrows, Zhang Fei suddenly remembered that he hadn't checked his attribute panel in quite a long time.