Volume One, Chapter Ninety-Two: Dissection

After Feng Ziji explained it, everyone remembered that a masquerader could take off the mask.

"That really might be worth something."

Chen Fei’s eyes widened, gooseflesh prickling all over him.

To infiltrate the Poker Organization—if it succeeded, they might even capture its chairman.

That was the Fool.

A monster who had earned a place on the SCP list in a human body. Every nation in the world wanted to seize him, yet to this day, no one even knew who he was.

"Heh, now that’s more like it." Seeing the troops finally move into action, Zhu Changwu laughed in satisfaction.

Bathing in the pure primal qi upon Origin Mountain, with multicolored radiance spilling down amid the cry of phoenix and dragon, even cultivation seemed to go twice as far for half the effort.

Mo Xie, sheltered within the protection of the Three Flowers Gathering at the Crown, stood with his mouth agape, his face full of disbelief.

Pulling his scattered thoughts back together, Chen Hao once more observed the surroundings. The next instant, he drew his black sword from his inner world, and a surge of spiritual force poured out to wrap around it.

She came limping over. In her heart, Su Han let out a quiet sigh. The county princess of Ruizhe had not held back this time—perhaps she had stoked the fire she added to Chi Licheng a little too fiercely.

Now that Teng Xuezhang’s confession had failed, Qin Wenwen was considering whether she should go comfort him. Unfortunately, she still had not managed to get his messaging account.

"Don’t be absurd. Have you even thought about it? Everyone here is ordinary. If it were junk, how could it withstand this?"

My apologies to everyone. I truly wanted to write more these days, but there has been far too much going on, and even my hair has started falling out. I’ll do my best to write more, as much as I can. Writing ten thousand characters a day for three months—ninety days in all—though I had a break in the middle, no matter what, I will still make sure I complete the full ninety days at that pace.

This was outright disrespect. On this alone, he could be sentenced on the spot. It was also the first time the imperial eunuch delivering the decree had ever encountered someone so brazen, and it left him thoroughly incensed.

Wang Tao first went upstairs to ask whether the base had received any news of the kidnappers. The answer was no.

Chen Chu finally breathed a sigh of relief. Since the special forces had arrived, Zhao Wumei would certainly not escape.

"What nonsense are you spouting?" Nangong Ying said coquettishly, glancing at Su Sheng before lowering her head in flustered embarrassment.

Cai Ping’s eyes reddened. Jiang Caiwei had endured far too much; everything she had done was for the Empress Dowager, yet Gao Changle did not understand Jiang Caiwei’s thoughts. It would have been one thing if she had only made things difficult for her several times, but now she had even angered her into having a threatened miscarriage. Even though Cai Ping’s life had been given to her by the Empress Dowager, at this moment she could not help but feel heartbroken for Jiang Caiwei.

But thinking carefully, one was a son-in-law of the Su family, while the other was an elite of the Dragon Soaring Group—how could they possibly be on the same side?

Not only were there people, there were also many human powerhouses summoned here by the human great experts recently rescued by him.

No one had expected Lin Wanying to plead for Zhao Jinting, and the words she spoke reminded Zhao Xuan of something.

Only Ning Wanqiu was unwilling to accept it. In the past, Xie Xianyin had been as gentle as water, kind in temperament, always content to remain behind her. Yet now, in a single turn of events, she had become the center of attention, the one adored by all, eclipsing the brilliance and honor that should have been hers.

Go home? The two of them had no home. Yiyao came from Earth; even if she had one, she could never return. Yuan Yi’s origins were unknown. To him, Vitra was his home, but where his true homeland lay, he did not know, nor did he wish to know.

Of course Lin Wanying would not be angered by Emerald’s frankness. She rather liked it when the people around her were direct, when they did not play games with her or try to hide things from her.

"You silly child." Gu De was deeply comforted. From Beixier’s reaction, it was not hard to tell that the child cared about him very much.

As Yang Xiong, one of the patrolling disciples left behind at the mountain peak by the War God Hall, he did not dare relax for a moment. He kept a vigilant eye sweeping over the surroundings, though his gaze would occasionally drift toward the summit. The moment that damaged Nascent Soul flew past him just now, Yang Xiong had a faint premonition that something major was about to happen.