Chapter 81: Going to the Commune

After returning home, she laid the wild grass out to dry and brought in the mountain goods that had been sunning all day. Gu Tingzhou had already prepared dinner. He said that at noon, when the second child woke up and took medicine, he had improved greatly.

The family sat down together at the table. Tonight’s dinner was steamed white rice, steamed sweet potatoes, stir-fried shredded potatoes, and spicy stir-fried rabbit pieces. In front of Dabao was a small dish of rabbit, set aside before the chilies were added. In front of Li Qingyun was her favorite spicy rabbit, garnished with green and red peppers—flavorful and perfect with rice. One could not help but marvel at this.

It turned out the token was no ordinary thing; it was called the Nine Dragons Token. With this token, one could enter and leave the Long family estate freely, and even reach the island without waiting for an introduction.

After the waiter left, Ye Rong explained this to me. Hearing her explanation, I couldn’t help but quietly shake my head—it was clear, even without thinking, that Ye Rong was lying.

This time, Dian Feng had not a moment to catch his breath. He immediately reset his broken right hand with his left, then teleported ten yards away, dodging attacks from the three Empire Shadow cultivators.

I spoke calmly toward the figure behind the tree. No matter what the person following me intended, now that I’d noticed her, I had to see who she was.

In his view, as the owner of the White Dragon Restaurant, he certainly wouldn’t offend someone like him for the sake of Chen Xiao.

In truth, they had just been pitting their inner strength against each other, which was why a powerful aura had been flowing in the area.

Players who had just returned to the Italian server barely had time to catch their breath when a massive portal appeared in their world. The first to step out, naturally, was Tongtian.

The sensation was as if a needle had pierced his throat. He gasped in pain, but found himself unable to make a sound.

Green pea dumplings had always been Yao Chuxi’s favorite. The emperor hadn’t cared for them at first, but after sharing them with her so often, he had come to love them as well.

On the way, I kept wondering: if I met Li Tingting, what would she say to me? And what should I say to her?

Ahem. Though Hailing City’s First People’s Hospital would lose an excellent doctor from now on, at least Qin Yue would be rid of a ticking time bomb by his side.

He knew, however, that there had never been any beginning between himself and Mu Lixiao, and so there would never be an ending either.

On the hotel’s opening day, Mu Lixiao prepared for the open audition while having her staff make the signature dishes she’d just taught days earlier. Every candidate was intoxicated by the aroma of the food. Even when Mu Lixiao shook her head and eliminated them directly, they left content, happy to have enjoyed a meal.

If Qin Yue was unwilling, no amount of persuading would work. As for threats, that was even more impossible—Qin Yue’s best was simply not to threaten anyone at all.

The twelve dragon warriors, too, looked at them with curiosity, baffled by the magical balls and spells they had instinctively conjured in their recent tension.

“This way, if the conferment is delayed, it will naturally be blamed on my obstruction. It also gives Yunshuang more time to think clearly about whether staying here is worthwhile.” Mu Lixiao did not think these actions would lead anywhere. Feiyan barely saw her, let alone spoke with her.

Mu Changge himself had no idea whether this melody would move Su Yiyao now, but from his heart, he wanted to play it for her. Even without any particular reason, he was willing to perform it for her.

Ling Yue circled the public road once and at a glance spotted the entrance to the water elevator. In a flash, he shot out from the seafloor. Reaching the surface, he saw that the floating bridge to the mainland had long since vanished—if he wanted to get there, he’d have to swim.

But when they discovered those piloting the gunboats were their own people, their delight was overwhelming. And when they learned what had happened on Oil Island, that joy turned to frenzy.