Chapter 45 Senior, Please Forgive Me

"An explanation? What explanation?"

Initially, watching Xie Yuhuai's attitude toward Xu Nuo, Yu Zi had felt somewhat uncomfortable inside.

However, upon hearing Xie Yuhuai's words,

Her gaze landed on Xu Nuo, filled with a hint of doubt.

"Yuyu, what happened back then was a misunderstanding. It was all orchestrated by Xu Nuo. I from..."

A Tier 3 Spirit Gathering Array? Did I hear that right? At this moment, everyone's thoughts were extremely complex. Even some people narrowed their eyes slightly upon hearing the words "Tier 3 Spirit Gathering Array," their minds secretly racing with calculations.

Gu Jiujiu pursed her lips tightly as she looked at Ran Yun. She involuntarily thought of the content she had just seen in the magazine, and her heart felt as though it was being clenched and squeezed, aching terribly.

In truth, Guan Ri and Mo Gang had bold and heroic personalities, and were naturally generous; swearing brotherhood with them would not be a bad thing after all.

Yet all of this had been exchanged for such an ending. Honestly, his psyche could not accept it; a breakup was spoken of so casually.

Nan Yu knew the significance of this house to Pei Zhongyao. Pei Zhongyao had already made it very clear previously that this place held all his cherished memories. If not for this place allowing him to return to his beginnings, he would have completely transformed into a different person.

Although Nan Yu and Kang Xin had past grievances, Nan Yu's handling of the situation later on had not been aggressive. She had even helped Kang Xin; there was no reason for Kang Xin to hate Nan Yu to this extent.

"I trust you, but can you take us to the mountain range where he is in seclusion? Perhaps I can sense his exact location," Zhantian said solemnly.

Gu Jiujiu caught a clear look at the person's face—it seemed to be one of the individuals who had been outside the elevator earlier.

"Your Majesty, this minister earnestly begs you to entrust the Youyun Mountain hunting expedition to this minister. I will undoubtedly handle it flawlessly," Yuan Hui said with utmost confidence, his face beaming with radiance.

As these seven or eight wolves fell, the wolves behind them showed no hesitation whatsoever, stepping right over their fallen comrades to leap upward, completely unaffected by the scene.

And as early as the first rotation of the Blazing Demon Sword, Sikong Changhua and the nine black-clad experts had already sensed its overpowering momentum. Taken aback, they retreated in panic and haste. Unfortunately, the remaining black-clad men lacked their escape speed and barely had time to react before a three-hundred-meter radius was bathed in a fiery red glow.

His younger sister had been blinded by their poison. Ergouzi still remembered that afternoon when the maples stained the sky the color of blood, while he wailed and black blood flowed from his sister's eyes—his sister was blind.

Once Yunxiang finished drawing, the two of them saw that the blueprint was both intuitive and clear, and began to study it carefully. From time to time, they would ask about the function of each component.

"Master, you..." Wuxing's words remained unfinished before being interrupted by Wusheng, who walked up from behind and shoved her aside.

Slowly halting her steps, Xi Xizhi turned her body around and walked back to squat down beside An Honghan once more.

Indeed, this was Zhao Suixin's scheme. In fact, Yangang's banquet at Huangxuan had only invited a number of young masters from the capital, including future heads of various prominent families as well as quite a few dissolute youths, all for the purpose of putting on airs today.

Fu Wei was solely focused on throwing a punch and completely failed to guard against a kick to his instep. Moreover, he could never have anticipated that a dignified Administration Commissioner's wife could be so formidable.

A mile away, everything returned to normal. There was not the slightest trace of spiritual energy in the soil, as if some invisible barrier in the netherworld restricted the spiritual energy from spreading any further.

Wei Kang remarked, "Why are you still wearing your work uniform? People dress casually around here." Liu Kunlun looked around; his broad-shouldered colleagues mostly wore sportswear series like Adidas and Nike—this was one of the standard outfits for worldly men, possessing a certain class and offering convenience for fighting.