Chapter 83: Sun Zhiqiang Bares His Back to Admit His Guilt

It was already eleven o’clock when they returned home. They had just arrived and hadn’t even had time to put their things down when they heard Dani’s voice calling, “Uncle, Uncle!”
“Slow down, Dani, what’s wrong? You’re running as if chased by a dog,” Li Qingyun quickly soothed her breath.
“Uncle, my uncle-in-law and his family have come. My grandmother told me to sneak out and call you over. She’s afraid if a fight breaks out, there won’t be anyone at home to hold things down,” Dani said, panting heavily.
Li Qingyun instructed Dabao to pour some water for his sister, told Gu Tingzhou to go ahead and take a look, and then, after settling things at home, he would follow.
Of course, Yang Xiao was something of an oddity: he lost twenty points on the first four questions, which shouldn’t have been missed, yet didn’t lose a single point on the five more difficult ones that followed.
“Daddy, aren’t you tired? Do you want Qianqian to help you?” Qianqian spoke sweetly, but the way she licked her lips betrayed her real intention.
“Since you have the key, we need to investigate the clues from another angle. But I still have one more question: when did you buy a lock and start locking the main gate?” Tang Long analyzed carefully, never letting a single detail slip by, always circling back to issues surrounding the key.
If the Alliance’s aerial magic corps could end their fight before the battleship fleet was completely destroyed, the tide of battle might yet turn. Once the aerial corps were free to act, the Empire’s fleet would be in real trouble, and Wilton would be rescued.
Liang Xiaoxiao cast a shocked glance at Zhang Liang. He was sure he hadn’t shown any hint of his intentions, so how did the other know he was planning to ambush Zhe Xiu?
The man on the operating table was Li Sanyu, who, after completing his cultivation of the Free Wanderer technique that day, had sought out the Demon Lord according to Liang Ping’s instructions.
Sister-in-law Sun’s eyes grew moist at these words. For a man to go to such lengths for her was already something to be proud of, let alone such a moving deed.
“Exactly. How can I easily forget the pain of my brother’s death? Others say enemies should be reconciled, but to me, it’s just as true that enemies are easier made than unmade. For me to let go of my hatred, there would have to be another moon in the sky!” Zhang Tianhou’s words were thick with his hatred for Yang Wenzhi.
Zhou Xuemei, on the other hand, was so honest as to be almost timid, and naturally would not speak up, only covering Lin Changsheng’s ears and holding him close.
“Is the axe at the scene the murder weapon? An axe is a blunt instrument too!” Qin Dandan asked from the side.
Her words even carried a hint of warning, telling Xu Zhiming not to stir up trouble, or she would come after him herself.
“Alliance Leader Zhong, you’ve finally arrived. Let us join forces and see if Salintanel can still act so arrogant,” said a Saint of the Eighth Radiant Light.
Inarido paused, running through the files in his mind. He couldn’t figure out how Emma Stone had offended A-Gan—at the mere mention of her name, she was immediately eliminated.
Liu Rumian held his tea, his face smiling but not his eyes, watching the fat one’s stellar performance in silence.
A fire seed? What use could that be? That was what Spade wondered. But his reason for seeking out the archaeologist this time was not for the fire seed. His true aim was to break the seal on that level-45 boss gear they’d retrieved from the shadowy swamp.
“All right. When are we flying to America? I’ll arrange my schedule ahead of time,” said Wang Zhonglei, who personally took charge of the matter.
If the mastermind behind this was a disciple at the Divided Spirit stage, Lin Feng wouldn’t have thought much of it—such disciples had the ability and strength. But he never expected that the one truly behind the scenes was merely a servant. Such a truth struck Lin Feng as utterly absurd.
“This is truly too fantastical. Back in the gaming era, I always wished I could combine the attributes of two pieces of equipment. Who would have thought that a fantasy I once had would actually come true here?” Bingyue said with emotion.
“It’s Mo Lin—Mo Lin is here as well,” Xiao Zeyu said, looking at the massive figure with a deep wariness in his eyes.