Chapter 26: All Siberian Tigers, Assemble! Let's Head Out for the Buffet!

These words left Mother Wen frozen in place, utterly stunned.

How could this be?

At that moment, the courtyard gate stood open, and Mother Wen’s gaze swept over the shabby, primitive conditions inside. There wasn’t even a decent piece of furniture to be found, let alone the fact that she had just heard her daughter inside, live-streaming about building a house out of raw timber.

Mother Wen subconsciously assumed Shen Miao was still trying to spite her.

"Stop acting out! How can a place like this compare to our Wen..."

Long Feiyu looked back at Yue Longtian, her expression filled with such pitiful vulnerability that Yue Longtian’s heart softened. After all, one might not love another, but one shouldn't prevent them from loving you. It was no fault of hers to be in love; even if you didn't feel honored by it, you certainly shouldn't trample upon someone’s feelings so heartlessly.

A soaring aura of blood followed. As the blood-red mist continued to spread, the Cold Mist Tree remained indifferent, allowing the miasma to wash over it without the slightest reaction.

"If I hadn't been injured, I would have used the Dao Talisman arts to seal the formation, but as it stands..." Ghost Calculator spoke, his voice trailing off into a thin thread as he gestured toward the wounds covering his body.

"Where else could I go? At least it’s a place to stay. I came here today to bid you farewell, brother." Old Man Du looked rather embarrassed.

"Yiyi? Is that why you called me last night—because you were locked up?" Dongfang Yi asked, his voice dark and menacing.

"Forget it. Your cooking isn't up to standard; don't bother bringing it over," Mumu said, showing no gratitude whatsoever.

"Enough!" Luo Yixuan interrupted Dongfang Yi, her eyes rimmed with red. She retorted sharply, "I know you have plenty of money, but since I’ve already given my word, this won’t change. You should think it over carefully!" With that, she grabbed her bag and hurried out, her footsteps unsteady.

Mumu smiled faintly. If only Bai Lang were like Bai Zhu, perhaps he really could accept these feelings.

After a long while, they finally parted. Caught in the throes of deep affection, the two clearly hadn't realized anyone else was present.

Thud, thud, thud. Gu Han was knocked back by Yu Xiong time and time again, coughing up blood with each impact. Yet, Tie Li noticed something that surprised him: as time went on, the intervals between Gu Han being knocked back were growing longer, and the severity of his injuries was clearly diminishing.

The Nine Supreme Masters and the Five Peerless Experts were rankings based on China’s strength. However, on a global scale—including dimensions such as the Border Prison, the Abyss, the Boundless Void, and the Death Delta—there were only a few individuals who could truly be classified as "SSS-level" lifeforms.

Meanwhile, Wu Yong freed his left hand to draw a hooked blade, shaped like a sinister crescent moon. Its sharpness was such that it could slice through iron as if it were mud.

The opponent’s techniques looked formidable, but Chu Bo, a veteran of countless battles, didn't hold him in the slightest regard.

He rubbed his hands together as he spoke. His expression was quite adorable—yes, truly adorable.

For anyone else, this situation would have been a colossal headache, but for Qing Xin, it was a godsend. Just yesterday, he had been boasting to Biaozi and the others about staging a prison break; it seemed that would no longer be necessary. This juicy piece of bait had been delivered right into his hands.

"And you are?" Sun Changde frowned. He had wanted to ask about Ling Chen’s identity earlier, but with Liao Bing’er present, he hadn't found the right moment.

Under the night sky, Huaihe Road was ablaze with flashing neon lights, looking extraordinarily magnificent. Though it was already late, the streets were still crowded; after a meal, taking a stroll was a truly pleasant way to spend the evening.

"Crackle!" Countless bolts of flame rained down, as if everything had come to an end. Those who had been rushing forward were terrified out of their wits by the sight of the fire, which struck with the intensity of sword intent. Even the four experts at the Sovereign Control level could not escape their fate, being reduced to dust by the flames.

The three managers stiffened. They knew exactly who Lin Yu was; even if he didn't lift a finger, Master Cao would never let them off the hook.