Chapter 54: Evil Panda?

At this moment, Simba the lion, howling in distress, had no idea that the humans were not trying to eat it out of hunger, but merely out of curiosity and amusement.

It and its mate now had five adorable lion cubs, and the family lived a joyful hunting life on the savannah. Never did they expect that this peaceful existence would be abruptly shattered by two-legged beasts driving vehicles onto their territory.

"Bang!"

Following a deafening roar, a bullet struck Simba in the left leg, and it bolted away, limping and wailing.

Under the onslaught of nuclear weapons, not even complete human skeletons could remain intact; everything vanished in the annihilating blaze of light.

Qian Jiyao, whose tears had almost stopped, suddenly found them welling up again, blinking and streaming uncontrollably. Her crying intensified beyond containment, and with a pouting mouth, she began to whimper.

Qian Ruyan was momentarily stunned. What was this supposed to mean? Could the guqin not have been bought for her? Yet if it wasn't bought for her, who on earth was it for? Could it possibly be for Qian Jiyao?

Fire met fire—one was an imperial technique unleashed by a Martial Emperor, imbued with the profound essence of light; the other was a four-attribute fused king technique deployed by a Martial King, containing the spiritual fires of heaven and earth and the ultimate truth of flames.

Yue Qingcheng smiled faintly, making no effort to correct their assumption, because besides letting them mistakenly believe this was the reason, she had no way to explain how she had just defeated Yun Zhiyi.

Especially upon learning that someone within the Tianxiang Sect had died, he knew that Bu Fan would inevitably fly into a rage. After all, strictly speaking, Bu Fan and his companions were the most innocent ones—they had never needed to get involved; it was these old fogeyish men who had schemed step by step to draw Bu Fan into this mess.

Bu Jing wore an identical expression of utter disbelief, unable to accept that the man pointing his finger at her could be her husband.

Mu Yucheng calmly reached out, casually smoothing down the sleeve that had slipped off her shoulder, and replied in kind.

She was in no state of mind now to quarrel with Gu Shiping; her primary concern was whether Jun Mohan would turn his hostility toward her.

Ming Zhu smiled. "What makes you think I wouldn't dare?" She gave a gentle wave of her hand, signaling Nanny Zheng and the others to withdraw.

She was left bewildered and at a loss, stubbornly staring at the thick, dark eyelashes casting shadows beneath her eyelids, while her stiff hands nervously clutched the fabric of his shirt on both sides.

Fu Yeqing claimed he would only spoil Jia Jia this once, but over the years, his pampering went far beyond that. Yet paternal love is like a mountain—heavy and profound, not flashy or ostentatious. Unlike my indulgent motherly nature that spoils children, giving Jia Jia whatever she wants, if I were the one raising a child, I'd probably end up spoiling them rotten.

The chill in her heart had reached its absolute limit; she couldn't even remember how she had managed to walk out of that building.

Nodding gently, Zhong Ruoxi glanced around the room and then brought up the first image on the projection screen behind her.

I could tell that Wu Dengke was not merely issuing a threat; there was a deeper subtext to his words, though for the moment I couldn't quite figure out what he meant.

"It's fine. They can't get out, nor can they get in, and the alarm is inside the house, so it's trapped as well," Li Qing said offhandedly. He paced around the room a couple of times before giving the wooden door a vicious kick, sending it flying open.

Li Qing nodded repeatedly and hurriedly followed instructions one by one. For the rest of the time, he could only sit on the long bench outside the operating room, staring blankly at the red light above the door.

Tao Duo struggled a few times, but growing tired of it, she simply stayed put in the car. Besides, this car belonged to her anyway.

Everyone present was startled, lifting their heads once more to survey the dilapidated settlement. Even though six years had passed, it seemed as though the thick stench of blood still lingered in the air.

Upon hearing Wang Ying's words, everyone looked at him with a mixture of questions, and only then did he slowly and thoroughly recount the whole sequence of events from beginning to end.

"Will you... will you tell me what happened?" Qiu Xun asked in a soft, half-pleading voice, afraid that a harsher tone might trigger her.

With a single sweep of its claws, the White Tiger tore into the terrified junior brother, instantly ripping a massive gash across his neck as blood splattered everywhere.