Everyday, the Demon Lord is Escaping His Marriage Chapter 37 – Travis Translations
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The moment he left the Secret Realm, Hua Che detected someone else’s aura. He did not speak out, but looked in that direction.
An Yu didn’t plan to hide anymore, so he stood up obediently and stared deeply at Hua Che.
An Yu should have listened to all the conversations!
The two looked at each other; no one spoke.
No one knows how long it took, Hua Che curled his lips and smiled, and made a peer salute to An Yu.
An Yu seemed to be frightened, and quickly bowed and returned a salute.
There are some things that don’t need to be entangled, ones which you don’t have to make it clear as they are self-evident.
Not long after Hua Che left the secret realm, news of Lu Mingfeng’s suicide spread.
In the end, Lu Mingfeng chose to blow himself up, leaving nothing but scattered ashes and dispersed smoke and no bones to even stand a chance of becoming a ghost cultivator.
For a person like Lu Mingfeng with high self-esteem, ruining his reputation was the finishing blow; for him, public humiliation was more uncomfortable than death.
Chu Changfeng’s injury was not serious, but it would still take about a year and a half to recover. Mu Qinian was grateful for the life-saving grace, and went to Yuntian Shuijing personally with a generous gift to thank him.
The Wanmen Martial Arts Tournament was completely over, and the turmoil in the Shang Qing Immortal Sect also came to an end. After this catastrophe, Lu Mingfeng’s reputation was ruined, Lu Yao disappeared, and many matters in the sect were temporarily handed over to Elder Qianyang to take care of.
“I didn’t expect that Master Lu would be so human-faced yet beast-hearted. He ran amok with his son, mutilated his disciples, and even killed Hua Che.”
“That’s right, you really don’t know people. Know their faces but not their hearts!”
“If it weren’t for the good luck of those juniors, if it weren’t for the backing of the elders of the three Great Immortals, I’m afraid Hua Che would have ended up in a disaster.”
In the past, the proud and noble immortal gate of Shang Qing Immortal Sect was like a pool of stagnant water. The folk storyteller who originally made money from Lu Mingfeng’s great achievements also hurriedly revised the script, turning the words of praise that the listener wept into the listener’s angry accusations.
About half a month later, it was time for all the Immortal Sects to return home and the group from Ling Xiao Palace left Kunlun Mountain. Along the way, Hua Che met An Yu.
