"Ichigo, setting aside the fact that you and Uryu are relatives and therefore have Quincy blood," Rukia asked curiously, "where did your power that imitates a Soul Reaper come from?"
"I learned it from—" Ichigo had been about to say the magicians had taught him, but he immediately remembered his promise to keep Aoko and the others' secret, so he quickly changed his words. "—I learned it from Sado and Inoue. Ichigo Kurosaki explained that this was a power called Fullbring, not an imita—"
That night, she had already noticed someone following her, so she had Ye reveal himself, pretend not to know her, and deliberately exposed her identity now and then. She had long suspected it, but she had not expected her suspicion to be right.
Yan Zhengxi stared at Qianqian with a grim, icy expression, his cold gaze seeming intent on cutting her to pieces. He strode toward her in an instant and roughly grabbed her with one hand, but Qi Ranjun stepped in front of Qianqian and stopped him, fearlessly meeting his violent fury.
"Mrs. Qi is here." Faced with Mother Qi's anger, Yao's father did not get angry. Instead, he greeted her politely.
Bang! Before the words had even finished ringing out, a thunderous crash sounded. Li Yan split open the coffin with a single palm strike. Before anyone could recover their senses, the heir apparent, whose cleanliness obsession had become an illness, actually reached into the coffin and pulled out the charred corpse—burned beyond recognition and giving off waves of stench—with one sweep of his arms.
Even the birds filling the sky seemed unable to bear such heaviness and beat their wings desperately as they fled, making what should have been a lonely winter day unexpectedly clamorous and drawing a distant group of travelers to