Starting by picking up a female fan, he swept through the martial arts world.

Chapter 79 No? Your mask has a touch of sensuality, doesn't it?

of course.

Bai Zhaoli would not close her eyes or tilt her chin up on her own initiative.

Because she felt that Jiang Lang was somewhat annoying.

So after she finished fixing Jiang Lang's hair, she took a step back.

"call----"

Jiang Lang secretly breathed a sigh of relief and asked in as calm a tone as possible, "Is it done?"

Bai Zhaoli crossed her arms and looked him up and down: "Hmm! Take a look for yourself."

"Um!"

Jiang Lang nodded, then walked to the mirror and was slightly surprised by his reflection.

Hair styled with hairspray definitely looks better than hair that's air-dried.

Sure enough, dressing up is an attribute that most girls automatically max out.

But recalling the slightly ambiguous scene from earlier, he felt a little uncomfortable: "Then I'll take it off, and put it back on tomorrow night."

As he spoke, he walked toward the changing room.

Before she could take two steps, Bai Zhaoli grabbed her wrist.

"No! Let me see again."

"What are you still looking at?"

Jiang Lang expressed his incomprehension.

Bai Zhaoli pouted, "This is my mother's work, can't I even take a look?"

Jiang Lang became even more agitated: "That was also her plan for the future—"

Bai Zhaoli was somewhat annoyed: "Then why don't you just cover your face?"

Jiang Lang:

Bai Zhaoli turned and left, saying, "Don't move. I'll find you something to cover your face."

Jiang Lang stood there, scratching his head.

He was genuinely afraid that Bai Zhaoli would suffer from the same illness as Gu Manzhi.

However, Bai Zhaoli did not do anything out of line; everything was reasonable.

That's good.

That's good.

It took quite a while for the tingling and itchy feeling behind his ear to dissipate.

Just then, Bai Zhaoli returned: "Jiang Lang, Jiang Lang, quickly put this on!"

"This is----"

Jiang Lang looked at the furry half-face mask in his hand and felt a sense of déjà vu.

It seems like I've seen it in some movies; the sense of romance is almost overflowing.

His lips twitched repeatedly: "Where did you get this mask?"

"Where did Aunt Feng come from?"

"Aunt Feng?"

Jiang Lang was surprised, but upon closer reflection, it was normal for a lady of her age to need some romance.

But the problem is.

How did you end up lending this thing to Bai Zhaoli?

She assumed we were doing something in the room.

But looking at Bai Zhaoli's clear eyes, it seemed that she didn't understand what the mask was for.

You're something else, Hajime.

Bai Zhaoli was a little unhappy: "I gave you a dress, can't you even wear a mask? I just wanted to cover your face and simply admire the dress, is that not allowed? If you don't wear a mask, I'll be distracted!"

Jiang Lang gritted his teeth: "Fine! I'll wear it!"

He ultimately had to wear the mask in humiliation.

Although I don't know if Bai Heng actually has any wood marrow, Bai Zhaoli has already done more than enough, and I have no reason not to agree to even this small request.

After putting on the mask, Jiang Lang felt itchy all over, standing still like a soldier at attention.

Bai Zhaoli smiled as she looked him up and down, her mind replaying her conversation with Aunt Feng earlier.

"Auntie, do you have any masks here?"

"There really is one! Here, this is for my nephew!"

"Huh? The Monkey King—"

"Don't you like it?"

"It has nothing to do with whether you like it or not. Is there a mask that can't cover your whole face?"

"what?"

She didn't know why Aunt Feng's eyes had become a little strange, but she still got the mask.

The mask only covered half of his face, leaving his eyes exposed; it was easy to tell that it was Jiang Lang.

She stared at Jiang Lang, looking him over, her smile growing wider.

But as she watched, her eyes began to redden.

Jiang Lang's heart skipped a beat: "Are you... alright?"

"fine."

Bai Zhaoli wrinkled her fair nose: "I just miss my mom a little! Jiang Lang, I have so many complaints to make, can you listen?"

"Okay, I'll go change my clothes first."

"No! You're wearing this."

"————"

Jiang Lang could only sit obediently on the sofa.

Bai Zhaoli paused for a while before saying in a low voice, "Actually, I have no memory of spending time with my mother at all. Everything I know about her comes from other people."

She spoke slowly.

Jiang Lang listened quietly.

At first, I was a little distracted, but I quickly took it in.

Bai Zhaoli's mother, Xu Junyi, came from a relatively large family. She showed talent in cultivation when she was young, was admitted to a military academy of the Wild School, and became a female officer after graduation. Clothing design was just a hobby.

But later, after witnessing the Wild Ones' subservience to the Zerg, she became disheartened and resigned from the military to focus on fashion design.

During that period, the Vertical Army was developing rapidly. Bai Heng led his troops westward and recaptured several cities that had been occupied by the Blood Sail Army.

The so-called Bloodsail is a pirate organization formed by individuals from among the myriad races who refuse to submit to management.

There are plants from the Azure Vein Domain, insectoids from the Marrow Tower, and spiritual beings from the Spirit Ruins.

These countries have peace treaties with the human race.

But the pirates did not comply. They used bloody methods to conquer hundreds of cities and enslave and devour hundreds of millions of people.

Liaocheng is one of them.

These pirates claimed to be independent, but in reality, they had intricate ties with their respective homelands, as the population gained from conquering cities and strongholds represented a significant resource.

Bai Heng was like a war god at the time, and he successively recaptured several cities.

As a result, during a certain military operation, they encountered a large-scale surprise attack by a wild force, and suffered heavy losses in a short time. They fled south with their remaining ten-man squad and happened to escape to Xu Junyi's vineyard.

Xu Junyi had long heard of Bai Heng's deeds and admired him greatly. After all, anyone who dares to reclaim lost territory is a hero, regardless of which value system they belong to.

Without any hesitation, she hid them all in the underground wine cellar, and with her eloquence, as well as the Xu family's and her own military officer background, she managed to drive away the pursuers.

The rest of the story unfolded naturally.

One is a tough guy with a strong backbone, and the other is a strong woman who retired from the military because she was dissatisfied with the weakness of the wild type.

As it happened, Lao Bai was also a womanizer. Xu Junyi didn't care at all how many concubines he had, and slept with Bai Heng the day he recovered from his injuries.

That's when she conceived Bai Zhaoli.

Later, when Bai Heng wanted to take the mother and daughter away, Xu Junyi refused outright, saying that she didn't want to fight with his concubines and that she could take good care of Bai Zhaoli herself.

This fleeting romance has come to an end.

However, she still acknowledges him as Bai Zhaoli's father and allows him to visit his daughter whenever he misses her.

Not long after, Xu Junyi fell seriously ill.

Bai Zhaoli bit her lip until it turned white as she spoke: "My mother fell for my father because he was tough enough and good to the people under his rule. I never expected that he himself would be indulging the Seven Emotion Vine in its misdeeds."

He even criticized me for not knowing anything, saying that I knew you were investigating the Seven Emotions Vine but didn't report it to him.

I feel like my mother has been betrayed.

Jiang Lang was somewhat moved: "Is this why you ran away from home?"

"Otherwise what?"

"Why!"

Jiang Lang didn't know how to persuade her, because that's how warlords are. They are originally agents supported by various ethnic groups. If they want to maintain or even expand their territory, they must rely on the power behind them.

It's like taking drugs; no matter how addictive it is, you're destined to be unable to live without it.

Bai Heng may have the upper hand regarding the Seven Emotions Vine, but that only means deciding whether to consume more or less of it. Treating the Azure Vein Domain like a dog is impossible, and even maintaining equal say is wishful thinking.

When all the top experts of the Vertical Sect are cultivated purely by the human race's own cultivation system, they will be qualified to say no to the Azure Vein Domain.

"Ah! I feel much better now."

Bai Zhaoli stood up refreshed: "Let's get ready to go back! Go change your clothes, and remember to take good care of them."

"good!"

Let's go!

"etc!"

"Is there anything else?"

I will repay this favor.

'

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Bai Zhaoli couldn't help but glare at him: "Who wants you to pay me back!"

"That girl! She's not answering my calls again."

Bai Heng shoved his phone into his pocket in frustration, then looked at Qin Wei across from him: "Xiao Qin, continue."

Qin Wei's expression was serious: "Although Jiang Lang hasn't admitted it, I'm pretty sure that the person who killed Cao Yu was his friend who sold mirrors. No one else could have killed someone like that on the campus of Qiqihar University."

Bai Heng smiled and said, "This kid is cautious. He even knows to kill after the martial arts competition so as not to give others any reason to criticize him. This mirror seller is really amazing. This is the first time I've ever seen such a superpower. Tell me more about it."

Qin Wei's expression was somewhat solemn: "I didn't see the scene of the death, but when I asked the school, they said that no decay wave radiation was detected at the scene."

This person either has near-perfect control over power with no energy loss, or has the means to eliminate decay waves.

I looked at the photos; the injuries were purely physical. Apart from Cao Yu, who was tortured to death, the others were all killed with a single blow.

"Excellent tactic!"

Bai Heng's eyes gleamed: "Xiao Qin, if it were you, could you do all this? Besides concealing your whereabouts?"

Qin Wei shook his head: "If we want a quick victory, I can't ensure that not a single bit of energy is lost."

Bai Heng asked thoughtfully, "Then do you think this person could be the Silent Official Number Two from that night?"

Qin Wei continued to shake his head: "It shouldn't be! That Silent Official No. 2 is a very strong cultivator of the Ginseng Realm. His understanding of physical techniques is almost perfect. His moves are wide and powerful, with the might to shake mountains. He is not at a disadvantage in hand-to-hand combat with me."

This assassin's moves are steady, accurate, and ruthless, representing the pinnacle of assassination techniques.

These two styles are almost impossible to coexist in one person.

Bai Heng laughed and scolded, "So you still think this person is Jiang Lang?"

Qin Wei smiled awkwardly. That day, Liu Xiu provided crucial alibi evidence, making it impossible for him to continue interrogating Jiang Lang. He still had reservations and vaguely felt that Jiang Lang was related to that Silent Official No. 2, because it was just too coincidental.

In retrospect, it was all a misunderstanding.

Bai Heng said calmly, "This mirror seller is a talent. Find a way to find him! As long as he's willing to work for the Zongxi faction, he can name his own terms."

Qin Wei said in a deep voice, "I've tried, but I can't find him. A master like him, if he's willing to hide, no one can find his trace. Perhaps I'm not good enough. If you look for him yourself, maybe—"

"How do I find him?"

"Before you fall asleep, say 'I am a big stupid pig' one hundred times. If it works, he will appear in your dreams."

"?"

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Bai Heng's expression stiffened, and he couldn't help but curse angrily, "This is utterly absurd! How could I, the dignified Commander of the Zongxi Army, possibly read such things? Xiao Qin, you continue searching, go back first!"

"Alright! Then I'll take my leave!"

"etc!"

"Is there anything else you need?"

"Those vengeful insects from the Wild Faction are likely to cause trouble for Jiang Lang. Keep an eye on them for me. After all, they're from our Vertical Faction, and they might even become my son-in-law in the future. Not just anyone can mess with them."

"yes!"

Qin Wei nodded and then took his leave from the Bai family. Normally, Bai Heng would not allow Bai Zhaoli to be with Jiang Lang in order to balance the two factions within the family. However, the conflict between Jiang Lang and the Jiang family was big enough that it did not cause any major problems.

When they arrived at the underground parking lot, they happened to see Bai Zhaoli's pink sports car driving by.

"Miss?"

"Uncle Qin? You just came from my house?"

"Yes! Jie Shuai has been trying to reach you, but you haven't answered the phone. He's getting really worried."

"Oh! I'll be right back. Take care on your way."

Bai Zhaoli smiled and waved to Qin Wei before parking the car and getting on the elevator.

She was indeed somewhat dissatisfied with Bai Heng, but to be honest, Bai Heng hadn't lost his temper with her. She couldn't hold a grudge forever, and besides, they needed to ask for the wood marrow tomorrow, so she couldn't keep giving him a sour look.

Once home, she tiptoed to Bai Heng's bedroom door, intending to put an end to the already minor father-daughter conflict and pave the way for tomorrow.

But just as he lifted his hand, he heard a noise inside.

Although the house was well soundproofed, Wei Su, being a cultivator with heightened senses, could still faintly hear the mutterings.

"I'm a big idiot, I'm a big idiot—"

"what?"

Bai Zhaoli was stunned for a moment.

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