After Su Chirui left Hope House, she didn't return to the Su Clan immediately. Instead, she came to the solitary peak where she had reunited with Ye Ming.
However, when she returned, a hazy, elegant figure in a white plain dress was already waiting there.
It was Xia Baiyi!
"I thought you wouldn't be able to bear to leave?"
Seeing Su Chirui, Xia Baiyi couldn't help but tease. She had long been fed up with her best friend losing her principles in front of her brother.
"Oh! You're not actually jealous, are you!"
Su Chirui approached Xia Baiyi, looking at her with a half-smile, "That's normal! After all, your fiancé dotes on his sister so much, and you've had some minor disagreements with your fiancée. Jealousy is normal!"
Su Chirui's courage was growing bolder. Perhaps it was because she had Ye Ming as her support, that she dared to speak to Xia Baiyi in such a tone.
This would have been unthinkable before.
"Hmm?"
Hearing this, dark lines instantly appeared on Xia Baiyi's forehead, hidden by her hazy appearance. She stepped forward gracefully, lifted Su Chirui's delicate chin with her hand, and said with a cold smile, "You don't really think that with your brother backing you, I wouldn't dare to discipline you!"
Discipline!
What kind of word was that?
"You... you don't mess around!"
Su Chirui couldn't break free from Xia Baiyi's grasp, so she could only threaten verbally, "I'm telling you, Brother dotes on me a lot. If he knew that you... you..."
As she spoke, Su Chirui's voice became weaker and weaker, almost fading away.
"What! Not threatening anymore?"
Xia Baiyi playfully toyed with Su Chirui's lips with her left hand, a hint of pink energy still in her fingers, which infiltrated Su Chirui's nostrils.
Unknowingly, Su Chirui's little face began to flush slightly. Like a delicate peach blossom, her eyes were filled with a spring-like radiance.
"Bai... Baiyi! You... you're using this trick again! It's too... too despicable!"
Su Chirui's body trembled slightly, hot breaths escaping her lips, for reasons unknown.
"Don't worry! No one is here!"
Xia Baiyi's fingers, which were lifting Su Chirui's chin, began to move downwards, reaching the collar of her clothes, and she said with a smile, "If I recall correctly, I haven't checked your body for nearly five years. It's a good opportunity to see if there are any hidden dangers within you!"
"Bai... Baiyi! No... Sister-in-law! I... I was wrong! I... I won't dare again next time!" Su Chirui shook her head frantically, desperately trying to break free from a certain emotion.
But even though she changed her address, it didn't seem to have any fundamental effect.
"Chirui! Pay the price for your impudence! Hehehe!"
As Xia Baiyi's last sentence fell, Su Chirui had already collapsed on the ground. Xia Baiyi's "magic hand" had already reached for her.
And so, the cute little white rabbit became prey.
...
Hope House.
"Ye Ming! Has the situation really become this serious?"
Nangong Qianyu lay in Ye Ming's arms, her brows furrowed with unspoken worry.
"Yes! Two of the soul altars sealing the remnants of the primordial chaos have been broken, and within three days of each other! This is too strange!"
Ye Ming said grimly, "If we proceed according to our original plan, perhaps before the live broadcast to the world is even finished, people from the outer realms will pour out. By then, the situation will be difficult to control."
Hearing these words, Nangong Qianyu felt a sense of impending storm.
"So we need to prepare in advance! Right?"
Nangong Qianyu's mood also became heavy.
"That's right!"
Ye Ming rubbed Nangong Qianyu's brow, and without continuing the topic, he smiled relaxedly and said, "Alright! We'll discuss these matters with Junxue and the others when we get back. Don't worry too much!"
"Okay! Let's go back!"
The two ended their casual chat and tidied up briefly. With a wave of Ye Ming's hand, a spatial portal leading to Zhiyun Mountain Villa in Minghai City, China, appeared.
...
At the same time, an unprecedented coup was taking place in the country of Haar.
Because their current president, Pond Shak, had died the previous night...
Died silently.
And while this was supposed to be a time of national mourning, a presidential candidate stepped forward and, in less than a day, completely removed the words "candidate" from their title.
Becoming the new president of Haar.
Furthermore, this candidate's ascension to the presidency was unanimously approved by the vast majority of Haar's high-ranking officials, and they successfully took office without major turmoil.
This coup echoed throughout the international political arena within an hour, like a depth charge, creating enormous waves.
"What the heck! The former president was murdered, and instead of rushing to uncover the truth, a new president is inaugurated the next day. This... this is too absurd!"
"I smell a conspiracy!"
"Hmph! It's so obvious, anyone can see it! This country of Haar is likely to become a puppet for someone."
"Brother! Is it really appropriate for you to make such remarks? Be careful of someone checking your water meter tonight."
"He's a tough guy! I don't understand anything, I don't know anything, and I haven't heard anything!"
"Holy cow! This brother is the real tough guy!"
"..."
The coup in Haar not only became a hot topic among international citizens. Even the heads of state of every country turned their attention to it.
"Has the contest of the eras finally begun?"
This was the statement of the president of Fengdan.
"Those who should return and those who shouldn't, those who should appear and those who shouldn't, will all return in the next era. Where should we go?"
This was the lament of the president of a small country with a long history.
"The strong will survive! This is an eternal law! We have no fear, and with the advent of the new era, our Black Eagles will still stand at the pinnacle of the world!"
This was the domineering declaration of President Covaron of the Black Eagle Empire.
...
At the same time, in the Presidential Palace of China.
Without exception, Chu Ying, the head of state of China, learned of the Haar coup immediately.
However, while other countries were making statements, this president chose to remain silent.
He sat at his desk, with a group of photos on his left. The photos showed a family portrait of him and his wife and child.
"Mr. President! The eldest young lady is back!"
At this moment, the middle-aged secretary knocked on the door, his face filled with joy.
"Good! It's good that she's back!"
Hearing this news, Chu Ying, who had been calm before, showed a genuine smile.
This was perhaps the only piece of news that had brought him any joy in recent days.