064. After the Fright!

Seeing the other party sensibly step aside, Wei Xun immediately entered the elevator and went up to the top floor.

At that moment, a few uniformed rescue workers were still waiting at the entrance to the rooftop.

When they came up, they had already heard Yuan Yuan’s explanation—someone was currently persuading the person intent on ending their life, so they were to hold back and not approach rashly, in order to avoid agitating them.

If anything seemed amiss, a distress signal would be sent, and as they arrived, they observed the scene from a distance.

Xia Huiyang drove home after coming downstairs and, passing by a teahouse, picked up snacks for two to take back.

Once again, it was she who protected him... Yet she seemed utterly unaware that a long crossbow bolt was already lodged in her back.

And in truth, was it not the same for him? This was a safe harbor. He should not have turned it into a place for profit.

“Madam, the servants are becoming increasingly unruly. When you have time, you should reassert your authority,” Dongzhu could clearly sense that ever since their return, the servants had become lax. No matter how formidable Nanny Tongjia was, she was, after all, just a servant herself. Managing the affairs of the inner residence was bound to overwhelm her at times.

Pei Ruocheng naturally wanted to escort her, but she insisted that since she had made this decision herself, she should see it through on her own.

After thinking for a moment, he quickly changed his clothes. Why not go up the mountain for a chance encounter? In this heavy snow, it sounded rather romantic.

He had come specifically for a cup of winter ginger and lily tea, but there was no sign of lily, not even its fragrance. It was only natural that the emperor would be displeased.

A figure outside the window suddenly shouted in a low, harsh voice, slapping a palm against the window frame. It was an unfamiliar sound, tinged with displeasure and a hint of murderous intent. She was startled, instinctively took several steps back, and suddenly fell into despair, sinking to the ground. It wasn’t her, it wasn’t her... Then, what should she do?

The man with the golden chain shouted loudly. A duck’s heart is not made of iron; after such an incident, certain emotions inevitably crept in, no matter how much he wished to deny them.

Chi Jingyue watched as the girl stirred her milk tea again and again, but never took a sip. She was obviously distracted. He raised an eyebrow and asked her a question.

Zuo Shaoyang noticed her eyes were indeed swollen from crying, with tears still glistening at the corners. She had suffered her mother’s scolding on his behalf, and he was touched. He wanted to say a few words to her, but with people all around, it was not the time.

Zhang Xu, who was checking the readiness of the materials, suddenly opened his eyes wide. A golden light flashed in his gaze, dazzling and brilliant. His entire body froze for an instant, then he abruptly withdrew his gaze and lightly stroked the idol he kept close to his person.

“It’s not us, it’s the Valley of the Divine Apothecary that’s set itself against you. Blame yourselves for your arrogance—trying to win people over with pills on par with theirs. Can you compete with the deep-rooted power of the Valley? Today, you will be annihilated. There is absolutely no chance for a ceasefire.” An elderly man with white hair spoke.

“Of course. Now tell me, do you really like me? Do you want to be with me?” Chen Xueting said sweetly, leaning once again against Shi Sheng’s shoulder.

Yet the strange changes within the Source of Ten Thousand Fires left them stunned. For so many years, the Source had never been so frenzied and active. It was extraordinary, and instinct told them that something significant was bound to happen today.

Inside a prison in the northern district of Chuandu City—a facility considered the most advanced in the entire western Sichuan region—every aspect was constructed with the most state-of-the-art domestic and international equipment.

The young man in the Taoist robe swallowed everything he held in his hand. The pallor on his face faded, replaced with a touch of color. He scanned the surroundings with his spiritual sense, and, finding no danger, sat down to meditate. Every so often, flashes of red and blue light flickered across his body.