Chapter 99: Werewolf Transformation!

A narrow alley.

Screech—

The harsh sound of brakes echoed sharply.

Li Changsheng’s Mercedes was forced to a stop by a black car cutting him off.

Two bald, burly men, each about two meters tall—one fat, one thin, their muscles bulging—stepped out of the Mercedes. They exuded a fierce, intimidating presence.

Without a care, they strode forward, faces twisted with menace. One of them bellowed, "Get out of the car!"

Hmph, truly the land of the free and the brave...

But if she really wanted to cling to Zhang Yuan, she would surely find a way to deliberately orchestrate such an "accident," wouldn’t she?

Entering the living room of Chanyue Residence, she indeed found her parents and Zhao Chanyue seated there.

“Master Cheng, you are already a dominant force in this region. Why are you still not satisfied? Must you monopolize Jingtao City entirely?” Lin Shiguo was still surprised; the mastermind behind the scenes was none other than Cheng Haikui.

Back at the square, Chen Han was already on the verge of breaking through. However, he held back, funneling all the absorbed and transformed internal energy to Yuan Dan. Initially, he thought Yuan Dan might not absorb it, but upon trying, it did. So he continued absorbing spiritual energy, converting it into internal energy for Yuan Dan to absorb.

Above, a bronze mirror hung suspended. As the beam of light shone upon it, a coppery yellow glow reflected down, illuminating the large water pool below.

Within the resplendent golden halls were accommodations, dining, leisure, and entertainment all under one roof. Only the wealthy or noble could enter.

“Anyone who harms my friend will be killed!” Wang Zui’s gaze was razor-sharp, like a laser beam piercing Qin Xueya. His terrifying look seemed set to rip through his very heart—a truly dreadful sight.

The matter ended with Tang Jie storming away in anger, taking Tang Ning with him. Tang Wan’er could only hear Tang Xiao’s wails, stirring a faint sympathy within her. In the end, Gong Shi took Tang Xiao to the matriarch to complain, but it was to no avail. Tang Xiao was punished with a month’s confinement.

At first, the King of Xianyang was a staunch supporter of Lady Gao, as she was the gift he had presented to the current emperor. He understood his elder brother well and was aware of the political tides. Once the winds shifted toward Empress Feng, the sudden change in votes that day became clear.

With irrefutable evidence, the police had no need for further investigation. They awaited Ji Meilan’s discharge from the hospital to file charges and proceed to trial for sentencing.

Given his current situation, his only remaining asset was the several thousand jin of radishes in the field. This sole capital could not be allowed to rot away in the soil.

Zhang Tie wasted no words; he spurred his horse forward. Behind him followed Yan Beichen and four other centurions. Further back were over sixty Wudang disciples clad in martial attire, and finally, the soldiers of Biancheng County.

Krum, the male shaman trailing behind Ning An, had never seen the school look like this before. It was as if the entire place had been transformed in an instant. Even he, who had studied and lived here for six years, felt an unprecedented sense of unfamiliarity.

She hadn’t expected to see Shen Mo again today, which complicated her emotions. Yet, to prevent Hao Jinming from feeling inexplicably jealous, she kept her distance, avoiding much conversation with Shen Mo.

Moreover, the boy was in the middle of pulling up his trousers. He had turned around because her footsteps caught his attention. When their eyes met, he widened his eyes in shock and screamed aloud.

Rong Qingzhuo stepped closer and saw Rong Shuihe standing with folded arms beneath the corridor. Behind him stood Dong Liang. Both master and servant were dressed in dark robes, blending into the dim light as if they were invisible.

In such bitter winter weather, with the sun yet to rise over the hill, most people refused to get up. They preferred to burrow in warm blankets, listening to the howling cold wind outside and lazily lingering in bed.