Chapter 34

She changed into a light blue, wrap-front dress with a cinched waist that reached the floor, its sleeves delicately embroidered with pale jasmine flowers.

Wen Jingxian could hardly bear to watch the pair flaunting their affection in front of her, so she quickly called Jin Yanxi to her side.

Half a month later, the younger brother was brought home as well. The family of four, along with their dog, lived in Si Yue’s villa, filling the house with lively noise every day, though Si Yue himself was rarely home.

Returning to the town house today to collect some clothing, she spotted Xia E emerging from the medical clinic with her child.

"If it’s truly nothing, I want to go and teach them a lesson. I’ve been nursing a nameless rage since yesterday; if I don't vent it, I won’t even be able to enjoy my meals," Yan Shi said, not forgetting to consult with Zhuang Zhao.

Zhang Ze did not trust the man before him, but after glancing at the front window, he realized there was little other choice.

"In a place like the Ministry of Justice, even if you are a normal person, even if you manage to get out, the interrogation will leave you with lasting trauma." Not a single prisoner who has been interrogated at the Ministry of Justice lives past forty. It was clear that he had managed to escape the place unscathed.

When the group went inside to take a look, they saw that the ginseng fruit in one of the plots had already sprouted, with tender, pink fruit hanging thick upon the branches.

If they had known sooner that it was Lin Siwei who had ruined Yue'er’s reputation, they could have reacted at the time, and Xia Na wouldn't have ended up in this state.

Perhaps it was because her older sister had become obese after giving birth that Da Niu had grown to despise her.

On her way back, Zeng Bingbing heard something resembling a child’s cry coming from a dark alley. Driven by an inexplicable impulse, she walked over. She saw a baby, only a few months old, lying on the ground, crying until its face was flushed red. Zeng Bingbing froze for a moment—was this an abandoned infant?

Although the "Wrath of the God-Slayer" was heaven-defying, it was an incredibly domineering skill that came at the cost of severe exhaustion. After fifteen minutes of forced, rapid growth in strength, not only was she unable to use the skill again for three days, but all her other abilities were also rendered gray and in a state of cooldown.

Hysterical, Fang Hua’s eyes grew hot as a trail of bloody tears spilled from her eyelids once more, looking jarringly stark against her pale face. Frightened, Yelu Qi hurriedly steadied her. Fang Hua was in a state of extreme agitation; just as he opened his mouth to comfort her, she suddenly lost all strength and fainted, forcing him to reach out and catch her.

"Anning..." Blue Xiangting’s lips parted slightly, whispering the name with great lightness, though the sound seemed not to have come from his own throat.

Ling Jiayi watched as Doudou hung up the phone and continued to eat. "What? Still afraid to say a single word about resisting?" It had been so many days, and there was still no progress.

"Yes, yes," the jailer said, entering the cell to take Weiyang’s blanket away. Weiyang shivered, a sight Shang Qing saw clearly before leaving with a loud laugh.

"All right, wait for me!" Fan Yanyan nodded, then immediately turned and ran toward the school gate.

I was shocked and looked back, but my eyes were blurred with tears and I couldn't see clearly. I quickly wiped the tears away, and the shadowy figure gradually became distinct. It was indeed Ji Qingyuan.

"When did I ever have someone I like? Ning Qian, stop talking nonsense, will you?" Gao Zhan stubbornly refused to admit it.

However, Gao Zhan and Yu Feng felt that the matter was not that simple. Usually, such precious medicine would not be entrusted to Ning Qian alone to handle.

The stone chamber was simple. In the innermost corner sat a stone chair, and upon it rested a skeleton—or more accurately, half of one. The withered remains consisted only of the left side, severed perfectly down the middle, with the right side nowhere to be found.

After all, they hadn't captured the Blood God Sword Villa, so they lacked sufficient confidence. Furthermore, Ye Feng had indeed left at the time, even handing over the position of guild leader to "Arrogant Brother."

Hearing Pang Hu say he bought it in the capital, Yu Xi estimated that her master probably hadn't found it yet. But with this treasure right before her eyes, what was she to do?

In his words, it was as if Yongfeng Group were already a multinational corporation, the world’s leading seller of second-hand goods.

And that tactic of locking arms to block Lu Sihui—whose idea was that? It had a certain righteous, unyielding air about it.

"But does he not know the situation regarding Apollo? It has a place in Earth’s Tang Dynasty mythology! We need to use it to enter the Water Realm; if you perish, how will you use it? According to the last message from Aris, the probability of the person who killed him is quite high."

Guo Shangxian did not expect He Guang to have had the same thought as him. He stood up, plucked a withered leaf, and examined it in his palm. The original color was long gone; the leaf in his hand was now nearly transparent, as if it had been hollowed out, leaving only the outer shell.

Old Li was shaken by the soldier’s presence. The way he had snapped the handles of the shovel and hoe just moments ago was too ferocious, and now, being glared at with such intensity, he felt even more afraid.

Zhou Baxie felt as if his heart were being sautéed in oil. Although Jin Chen had never explicitly stated it, his attitude had shifted entirely. From the moment he entered the courtyard and saw the shoes he was wearing, to finding the paper packet of medicinal powder, his demeanor had changed from polite to stern.

"So, you are afraid of me?" Rising to his feet, he casually picked up a fallen petal, sniffed its faint fragrance, and asked with a distracted air.

After the symposium ended, only five people remained in the reception room. Yao Guan and Sang Chun were specifically named to be present, seemingly hinting that these two would be the future heads of the Sang Clan Dock.

In terms of overall strength and psychic power, Doro was definitely superior to the mind flayer named Nicholas. But when it came to the mind flayer’s signature skill—mind control—Nicholas was significantly stronger than Doro.

In past years, they mostly sold wet vegetables at a low price per load. But after the fish feed processing plant was built, they dried the vegetables into seaweed, vacuum-packed them in one-kilogram, half-kilogram, and quarter-kilogram portions. After this primary processing, the price more than doubled.

Then, Field pounced like a ravenous wolf. Mo Yuqi swung her curved blade, unleashing the full force of her power in a strike of extreme speed. Field had not expected Mo Yuqi to be so tenacious. Startled, he hurriedly leaned to the side to dodge, but failing to avoid it completely, his left shoulder was still grazed by the blade.

His entire body was pitch-black as ink, with knotted muscles that looked like an artistic sculpture carved from graphite. Yet, the expression on his face was dull, his eyes gray and white, lacking pupils. His movements—turning his head, taking a step, raising an arm—appeared stiff and clumsy.

After dinner, Wang Ping decided that since they had all shared in the hardships, it was time for a show-down. He gathered all the leaders, including Captain Gongya, and gave a detailed account of the situation at the Southwest Base, the purpose of his and Taisui’s arrival in North America, and the potential dangers they would face upon returning to the Southwest Base.