Chapter 50: The One He Would Protect Even in Death

After Shen He and Ah Sheng returned to the capital, she insisted on escorting Ah Sheng to the medical clinic. However, Ah Sheng politely declined the kind offer. Eventually, outside the Shen residence, Ah Sheng bid farewell to Shen He and departed alone.

Although only a single night had passed, to Shen He, it felt as though an entire age had gone by, filling her heart with a lingering sense of having lived through a lifetime apart.

Mu Mengxue was initially reluctant to take on this position, but after Li Fangcheng analyzed the pros and cons for her, she agreed.

Although Wang Daoling had practiced cultivation for five hundred years, he was simply not a demon gifted in acting. Had he possessed any acting skills at all, he would not have been defeated by the White Snake back then.

Therefore, this disciplinary hall disciple truly regarded this as a matter of great importance and handled it with utmost seriousness. However, after his departure, that particular direction in the Misty Peak divine realm suddenly appeared somewhat desolate and quiet.

The battalion commander, along with the old company commander and several subordinates, left three cars waiting outside the hospital. Less than ten minutes later, Ye Tian's call came through.

The inspiration frenzy state had no debilitating aftereffects. The reason lay in the process of inspiration merging with the frenzy state, which seemed to have altered the structural composition of his inspiration, leaving Han Dong utterly exhausted and requiring so much sleep to finally recover.

"Well... actually, that won't work either. If it isn't minted in the standard approved by the Ring Council, absolutely no one would dare to accept your gold, because even if they took it, they wouldn't dare to use it. Private coinage and unauthorized gold casting are grave crimes," Ek explained.

"If you have the ability, lock this guy up! See if I don't beat you to death!" Lin Ai shouted at the fellow above.

"So you are inviting Yves to come over here for the release?" Mu Mengxue had already guessed Li Fangcheng's intention.

Such spirits, monsters, and ghosts had been recorded across every dynasty, yet not a single one possessed the capability to throw the imperial court into chaos. Martial artists, however, did.

This incense was specially crafted for timekeeping. As long as one left a wisp of divine consciousness on it, precision down to the second was effortless.

Hearing the title Elder Zhao, Xia Yi finally understood that the master of the house actually bore the surname Zhao—a family she had heard of. If there was any noble household among all those present whose external social standing and financial might could rival the Chen family, this Zhao family was undoubtedly one of them.

A throne-holder could not help exclaiming, losing his majestic composure and grace. He was none other than the final descending seat clad in a resplendent golden cloak, who directly tossed aside his hood to reveal a pair of dazzling golden eyes.

Therefore, taking advantage of the time when he had no city-patrol duties, Ruan Jun instructed his personal guard unit to keep watch near the Fude Pawnshop. If they saw Ling'er step outside, they were to notify him immediately. This way, he could dress properly and engineer a graceful chance encounter with her, which was far better than sitting alone indulging in idle daydreams.

Hence, this was no ordinary place—it belonged to the Chen family. Even this plot of land had been acquired during the founding period of the nation because others found it too gloomy and inauspicious. Seizing the moment when nobody else wanted it, Chen Fangping's grandfather had given a grand wave of his hand and incorporated it into the Chen family's real estate holdings.

"Father, if Second Sister and Third Brother truly fail to accomplish this, what do you plan to do?" Ruan Mingyue had always remained undisturbed by praise or humiliation, speaking with measured composure even when addressing her deeply respected father.

She could not help feeling a pang of sorrow, her eyes quietly moistening as she recalled their shared past. Everything had once been so beautiful, resembling a fleeting dream; yet when the dream shattered, reality turned cruelly harsh. He had sacrificed his very life for her sake, and now, rather than hating him, she found herself hating her own self.

The keel still had iron chains hooked into it. Upon catching sight of Xue Meng, its eyes brightened, and it shook its head as it stood up, the chains on its body producing a clanking sound of friction with its movements.

"Supervisor Yang, it's getting late. We won't take up any more of your time or Deputy Director Cheng's. Goodbye." Shu Mo tactfully chimed in to cooperate with Li Li, and the two of them left together.

"That's enough." Looking at such a massive crab, Yao Penglang nodded in satisfaction. Ning Yuanlan selected a few other ingredients before pushing the overflowing shopping cart toward the cashier. She paid using the bank card provided by Ling Mo, then hauled two large bags and walked toward the parking space.