Chapter 61: Quietly Eating Melons

Zheng Xiulan, however, was lost in thought. If she hadn't misheard, the young man Zhang Haihua was recommending for the job was named Li Jianguo, who happened to be her husband's nephew.

He seemed bright and capable enough, but to think he had connections with a certain sales clerk—how was it that none of them had ever heard of this?

Taking advantage of her position in the Women's Federation, Zhang Haihua didn't even bother serving the community, yet she was pulling strings behind the scenes for others.

Zheng Xiulan was consumed with indignation.

"Sister Zheng! Sister Zheng!"

He immediately proceeded to examine the second corpse. This body bore an uncanny resemblance to the previous one, yet upon inspecting his mouth, I found no wound. Finally, an anomaly was discovered inside his left ear; this man must have been pierced right through the ear canal.

That meant he was one of those people—someone who had comprehended a certain spatial Dao principle. If so, he had struck gold.

Realizing his ambush had been foiled and his initial strike had missed, he did not linger or hesitate for a moment, spinning around to flee into the forest.

Mofeng followed the Princess and her entourage into the inner hall of the Prince's Estate. The inner hall was where the immediate family members of the estate resided. In Yuanyang City, where every inch of land was worth a fortune, the inner hall was filled with magnificent pavilions and towering structures, with two particularly luxurious residential buildings catching everyone's eye.

This time, Nie Feng's voice was exceptionally loud—not just speaking, practically shouting. If he didn't do this, he feared the old man wouldn't be able to hear him again.

Coupled with the fact that he owed Ni Fengqin her wages and refused to pay, and wanted to keep the dark secrets of the factory hidden from outsiders, he grew increasingly irritated.

"Indeed. This is the only poison before which I am completely helpless, and the only one that strikes terror into my heart." Tang Wogu acted precisely in accordance with his words, standing far away as if there were some terrifying man-eating monster hidden here, making him afraid to cross even half a step further.

Ye Keying could vividly feel that as that trace of warmth surged in, the stagnated blood within his skull was continuously flowing out. A sudden wave of refreshing clarity washed over him, and the soothing sensation in his head brought him a doubled sense of exhilaration.

However, amidst the cruel seas, through cooperation and competition with pirates, my brother had forged a ruthless and merciless disposition. A single disagreement could lead to murder in broad daylight; back in the days of pillaging and killing, he had even scuttled entire ships, sending everyone on board to a watery grave. Yet those deeds belonged to the era before he reigned supreme over the seas.

Fortunately, Xue Wuhen arrived in the nick of time to save everyone. Had Xue Wuhen arrived even a fraction later, the outcome today would have been entirely different.

Zhang Ruoyun's martial prowess had advanced significantly. The momentum of his previous kick had not yet been spent; with a sudden twist of his waist, he miraculously repurposed that kicked-out foot, striking eighteen times in mid-air like a peacock spreading its tail. Not only did this parry Yinniang's kick, but it also seamlessly transitioned defense into offense.

"Yes, Mujun is back, and she's working as my assistant." Xing Ziyan shifted his gaze outward, not lingering too long on Lin Mo's face.

"This consort will accompany you! Everyone else, withdraw!" Hearing the phrase "shameful," the Princess of Ruyang wished she could sew Madam Xu's mouth shut on the spot.

Aunt Huo seemed to sense a lingering aura of worldly experience about Fang Mujun, yet unlike Song Jiasi whom she had seen earlier, Fang Mujun possessed no trace of vulgarity or the dust of the mortal world.

Wei Hu rambled on in his own world, completely failing to notice that Wei Xun, standing to one side, had already turned deathly pale.

Shen Siyan was already deeply displeased that Wen Xia had gone to the airport to pick up Chu Tianze. He had endured this for so long that he refused to bear it any longer, and his tone consequently turned exceptionally harsh.

The red-robed young man hardened his heart as a murderous aura surged across his palms. His eyes turned crimson, heavily bloodshot.

Zhang Ruoyun said, "Naturally. Besides, I'll be staying here for a while longer!" As he spoke, he once again invited Shen Qixia to accompany him to the Imperial Spirit Garden. His attitude was utterly resolute, leaving Shen Qixia, with her gentle temperament, unable to refuse.

"Your Majesty, how did we end up walking all the way here? This is truly bizarre..." Yanqi muttered complaints to herself, shaking her head as she peered furtively into the interior of Phoenix Roost Palace.