Volume One, Chapter 35: The Arrest Operation Begins

“Zhizhi, can you remember the way clearly?” Shen Ruzhi fixed her gaze on him and gave a firm reply, “Brother Yongjun, I remember it very clearly. Let’s hurry and go.”

“All right.”

Tian Yongjun and the police jogged into the village.

The people in the villa were completely stunned. Just a moment ago, Zhang Jie had been so arrogant, yet now he was suddenly kneeling before Liu Ye?

In fact, Anna had considered using her cane to try something, but being in a foreign land, she thought it best to keep a low profile.

Twitter had turned into a friends’ circle. The Divine Sage seemed unconcerned, simply posting recorded videos of the “Blessed Life in the Divine Kingdom” on the account as usual.

It wasn’t that he suddenly didn’t want to speak anymore, but that he had already turned into a stone and could no longer say a word.

Li Qinghuan glanced at Chi Yu again, saw that she was recovering well, then left the hospital and took a taxi to the Empire.

So, during the boss’s zero-pressure phase, he chose to stand idle, ceasing all casting, thereby passively gaining a bit of the five-turn effect in a non-casting state.

The aftereffects of the Nine-Tails Chakra’s spiritual energy intensifying the soul were severe. Naruto had only used it a few times before feeling dizzy, his temper growing volatile and explosive. Kurama explained that it was because Naruto had yet to completely purify the hatred within the chakra.

Xia Chuwei knew that the man in the mask didn’t intend to reap where he hadn’t sown or plot against Huo Yunting; he was only acting at her request.

Lin Lu noticed the man in the hat had guilt and panic in his eyes. One glance told her he was acting suspiciously.

A little after nine, Hizashi returned from outside. He first called for Hinata at her door, and when there was no answer, he went to Naruto’s room, but found it empty as well.

Lu Bu led Zhang Liao toward the grand teahouse he’d pointed out, inevitably followed by a crowd of players. Lu Bu didn’t mind their presence; though somewhat annoyed, he was used to it by now so long as they didn’t cause trouble.

At that moment, Jiao, Xie, Lang, and Han descended from the sky, landing at the four corners of the battlefield.

“I understand,” Fang Yi replied, his voice so calm that even he couldn’t believe how unruffled he was—no rage, no shouting, only this quiet composure.

The village chief patted the kiln master’s shoulder and said, “I’ll wait one more time for this fourth cart.” With that, he withdrew his hand and walked out of the cave dwelling.

Old Zhu, instead of recklessly charging into the magic formation, landed at the foot of the mountain and climbed along the route Gao Cuilan had marked out for him.

Huang Zhong saw that Wei Yan had already been defeated, and that rescuing him was pointless. Besides, he knew Wei Yan wouldn’t be killed easily; a slight delay might only cost a few weak soldiers. Compared to the great merit of killing an enemy general, such losses were negligible, and he was sure the lord wouldn’t blame him for it.

He then stood up, walked over to close the door, and lay flat on the bed once more.

The butler, like Qian Xiewu, let out a sharp gasp at the burn of the liquor. He set the cup on the floor and tore into a piece of meat.

Zhu Tianpeng had long since achieved the peak of the Nascent Soul stage, unable to increase his true essence any further, only refine it. To his delight, after depleting his essence several times and then recovering, he found he could increase his total reserve.

The faces of all those at the Celestial Stage changed. They wondered what he was up to, but the threefold Celestial of the Qin family merely frowned, refusing to accept the technology orb and letting it fall to the ground.

Now, he was the Grand Chancellor, the power holder of the Marquis’ household, and after marrying the princess, would rise even higher.

Meanwhile, in a grand estate overseas, a man with refined, noble features sat in a wheelchair, his pale, slender fingers stroking the two characters carved into his ring—“Warmth.”