Chapter 29: It Is Enough That You Admit It

Satisfied that Prince Xuan could no longer stir up any trouble, Yuan Peipei drifted back into a peaceful, heavy sleep.

Ever since Prince Xuan had been subdued, Dugu Jin’s high fever began to subside bit by bit. He had broken out into a cold sweat, and when he finally woke, he was naturally quite lethargic.

"Peipei!"

His first instinct was to check on Yuan Peipei beside him.

Du Heng and the imperial physicians finally breathed a sigh of relief, kneeling and kowtowing to the floor.

"Your Majesty, you have finally awakened! You truly terrified your servants."

One can also use the fluidity of water to immerse an opponent in a world of it, where even the greatest strength is constrained and rendered useless, using softness to overcome hardness until the opponent’s power is slowly worn away, leading to an inevitable defeat without a fight.

"Fine. But are you really certain that Detective Mulder can be of any help to you?" As he spoke, a flash of shrewdness crossed Finch's lowered eyes.

This maneuver was a countermeasure Cao Zhen had devised in advance, after carefully analyzing the reasons for Cao Xiu's defeat.

The grand, golden palace had nothing to do with the word "dark"; it was simply named the Palace of the Dark Emperor.

"We made it, we actually made it." Lee Seung-soo’s voice, resting against his shoulder, whispered in his ear. Baek Ma-jun reached out to embrace Lee Seung-soo, patting him gently on the back.

Finally, having finished these tasks, Ye Qing let out a sigh of relief and glanced at the old pendulum clock hanging on the wall.

"Annihilation energy projectile? Is that what the one that demon threw earlier was called?" Li Zhe asked.

Blocking Han Lin’s incoming slash, he pivoted his body, half-turned, and unleashed a punch of his own, the fist wreathed in a layer of translucent, flowing light.

Upon entering, one could see a large, oval-shaped table equipped with a microphone and headphones. The microphone was very similar to those used in recording studios—upright, with a flat head that required one to lean in close to be heard clearly.

Lee Jung-chul and Huang Ying'er, who were waiting below, stepped forward to meet them, each holding a bottle of water. They handed them to Baek Ma-jun and Park Jae-ryong. Both were lead vocalists; Park Jae-ryong was responsible for the high notes throughout the song, while Baek Ma-jun handled ninety percent of the track, singing and dancing until his throat felt parched.

Nanny Yun was indeed an experienced woman; every word she said was reasonable. He suddenly felt that regardless of whether Jin Ping was willing, he had to force her a little, as it was ultimately for her own good.

Because he did not know what Su He was thinking, Ji Yunchen could tell that Su He did not seem to have any feelings for him. If he were to clarify things now, given Su He's personality, she might start keeping her distance, which would be counterproductive.

The doctor also told Mother Mu that even with surgery, her condition could not be completely cured.

After a while, a clamor arose from outside the oasis. Eight youths returned together, dragging a large haul of prey. The total amount easily surpassed that of Number Seventeen, being more than double that of Leng Huo and Fei Nu. They had few visible wounds, and all the prey had already been neatly processed.

Not only did he fail to clarify the rumors, he went on to openly take Lu Anqi to various banquets, as if he couldn't bear to let her out of his sight for even a second.

"What is it? What are you looking at?" Murong Xi asked, looking at the furious Jiang Xiangmeng with confusion, unable to understand why her best friend had suddenly become so angry.

If not for the fact that the Primordial Ancestor had died such an agonizing and unjust death, she would never have stepped out of the shadows, nor would she have stooped to pretending to cooperate with Emei or associating with the wicked, all for the sake of revenge.

Why had Su Qing suddenly stopped working, started attending classes at school, and—more strangely—developed such a fierce and formidable personality?

Why was he not saying anything? Qin Wang felt a bit lost; was this agreement or disagreement? Never mind, it would be better to go in and ask for clarity... In any case, this was a branch world, and there was no need to face the consequences of any actions taken here.

"Hello! What’s wrong?" Seeing that it was a call from her boss, Murong Xi had no choice but to answer honestly.