Chapter 42: Words of Comfort

After the meal, Cheng Jie came to take Gu Tingzhou away. Thoughtfully, he had attached a plank to his bicycle for Gu Tingzhou’s injured leg to rest on.

After tidying up the house, Li Qingyun applied medicine to Zhao Di’s wound, then began rummaging through boxes and cabinets. Pan Di had come in such a rush that she brought nothing with her; all her daily necessities had to be prepared anew, especially clothes, shoes, and socks.

Li Qingyun found some of her own old clothes from before she’d had children and handed them to Pan Di to try on. But even after putting them on, they hung loosely from her frame, the exposed areas revealing nothing but skin and bones—a sight that pained the eye.

“What’s there to fear? Didn’t you notice they’re two different groups? They’ve already started fighting each other. All we need to do is hold our position and wait for reinforcements,” Wu Desheng barked.

“Thebes? My lord, are you worried—?” Libyus hesitated upon hearing that Orca’s target was the southern city of Thebes, a realization stirring in his heart.

“Qingqing, you—” Gao Mohan seemed surprised as well that Yan Qing would admit defeat so readily, but before she could intervene, Yan Qing had already stepped down from the stage.

Just as Yan Qing was puzzling over this, she suddenly heard the faintest sound of someone sobbing beneath the table, as though the very air was taut with a peculiar tension.

The weather was getting warmer, and once again a sandstorm swept through City N. In recent years, it seemed that spring and autumn could vanish overnight, leaving the streets and buildings coated in a blanket of yellow dust. With the city undergoing massive renovations and construction everywhere, the dust only thickened.

“So there’s no need to worry about silly little Totori!” Airen teased, peering out from behind Charlotte with playful eyes.

After some bustling about, the group managed to gather a few weapons and rounds of ammunition. The MP5 submachine guns were weak, but better than nothing. Once they were ready, they switched on their flashlights and ventured slowly into the cave.

When the man hit the ground, his face was already twisted beyond recognition, a pool of blood spreading beneath him as he died on the spot.

Mother’s thinking was simple—she was happy for Totori to express herself. So whenever Totori wanted to sing or perform, she would always be supportive.

Yu Dayong had no time to dwell on matters; he immediately set about studying the division of labor and the implementation of accountability in the certification business.

In her previous life, at this time, the Shen family still wielded considerable influence at court, while she herself was struggling desperately to win Shen Yuan’s affection as his wife. Without a doubt, her rebirth had set great changes in motion, even bringing forward the fierce and urgent struggle for the throne.

There is some scientific basis for this: Japanese sake evolved from Chinese yellow wine. The brewing techniques incorporated the essence of yellow wine production, then adapted further to remove impurities, resulting in a drink that doesn’t cause headaches but instead brings on intoxication gradually.

“Wait, there’s no need to go outside—just do it here,” Murong Xianglong said, pointing at the ground and looking rather unsatisfied.

Mu Yun had a special talent; wherever she went, whether she used money or sincerity, she could always make a few friends with whom she could speak freely.

This sealing array was charged with a fierce, malevolent energy. When Ziyun Yuan first unlocked the initial seal on the Heavenly Fate Spear, she faced the black tiger of malevolence. Yet that was only a ten-thousandth—or even a hundred-thousandth—of the spear’s full power. Compared to the force radiating now, it was a mere shadow.

This war had indeed been brutal; nearly all the noble forces perished, and the few survivors became prisoners. Only the families on good terms with Ziyun Yuan escaped disaster.

Yes, yes, getting treatment is the priority! Yu Dayong forced a laugh. “Hey, Wushuang, was Yongning once the nation’s largest horse market? And the ancient city—over six hundred years old—does it still stand?”

The Blood Demon Curse now had no effect on the Mechanical Reaper. The Reaper had used the Melancholy Prince Puppet’s blood demon magic within its body! The deadly puppet chains could no longer harm the Mechanical Reaper!