Chapter Fifty-Four: Sunflower

Yan Ming had an exceptionally hectic day today. After returning from Baxian at noon, he first went to the law firm to report on the progress of Granny Yang's lawsuit. He exchanged a few brief words with his supervisor before quickly heading out again, making his way straight to the Southwest Neurological Hospital—a private hospital renowned for its expertise in brain disorders.

Yan Ming rented an apartment near this hospital to facilitate frequent visits to check on his younger sister’s condition. Yesterday, her attending physician had already tried to reach him, but Yan Ming was in Baxian at the time, and Yin Nian’s situation was urgent enough that he couldn’t return immediately. They had therefore agreed to meet today.

Upon arriving at the hospital, Yan Ming spoke with the attending physician in person. The doctor informed him that Yan Fei—his sister—was deteriorating rapidly, her brainstem atrophy accelerating.

Those seated in the front row all let out a collective sigh of relief. Everyone had been under tremendous pressure from Hong Jun, and it was truly overwhelming.

Pei Shangxi was the first to hang up the phone. I reluctantly rose, got dressed, put on my makeup, and dragged Qing with me to the airport.

My face must have been deathly pale, for the sense of security and certainty I’d relied upon had completely shattered. Bo Yin had actually begun scheming against me long, long ago. Did he ever truly care for me?

Tai Yan searched throughout the Eastern Continent of the Human Realm but found no trace of gods or demons; the laws of life once governed by the Plague Demon God had already merged into the very fabric of the world.

She thought her actions were subtle, but didn’t realize that Liu Qing saw everything. Liu Qing was well aware of her underhanded dealings with Director Jiang, but simply couldn’t be bothered to say anything.

At this moment, however, Li Mu saw no need to remind Will; whether it was the Marine Corps or the Army, both were under the Ministry of War’s command and both ordered their weapons from Gallant Steed Arms Company. They were all Li Mu’s customers, and he would certainly treat them all equally—only then could he be truly impartial.

When the King of Hell decrees your death at midnight, who would dare let you live till morning? But today, who was it that caused the King of Hell’s own demise, forcing him to reincarnate and seize another’s body?

After the doctor left, I sat by He Shen’s side, unable to tear my gaze from his freshly bandaged wound.

On the Cavaliers’ side, James played with full intensity—making things difficult for Yu Qian on defense, while on offense, he continuously assisted his teammates, allowing the Cavaliers to attack fluidly from multiple positions.

As for the underlying principle, it isn’t complicated: when a high-velocity metal jet pierces a 20mm outer steel plate, the tremendous impact deforms or even shatters the internal Z-shaped thin steel plate, while the heat from the metal jet simultaneously melts the polyurethane filler.

Ever since Sun Wukong learned that Ye Feng had descended the mountain, he had no idea when they would meet again, and could not help but feel despondent. For years, he had been absorbed in cultivation, unable to extricate himself.

Zhang Xiping and Gao Mingyuan were both momentarily stunned, their gazes instinctively focusing on Ye Wentian.

Thus, whenever the Allied Coalition invaded, the Qin kings of every generation would go to the Lantian military camp to discuss strategy and make preparations for battle.

She originally intended to rest only until her dizziness subsided before leaving, but instead, she fell asleep—drifting off without even realizing it.

In the end, Bai Qi broke through the city where Zhao’s father was located and took him captive. Zhao’s father surrendered to the Qin army along with his colleagues, but later secretly passed information about the Qin army back to the Zhao forces. Discovered, he became a criminal and was sentenced to hard labor.

Beyond that point, Martin could no longer see clearly. The upper floors were staggered in design, with numerous railings, wooden staircases, and spiraling display cabinets. People were gathered everywhere, and the noisy clamor drifted down from above. It was the first time Martin had seen so many customers in a single store.

Although I wanted to reassure her that things wouldn’t turn out that way, regrettably, her guess was nearly spot-on.

Ruan Siming was hesitant, and Qiao Yu was also worried—afraid Jiang Ge might agree, since she was angry now and didn’t want to do a photo shoot with those two playboys.

The two set out together once more as one, vanishing from where they had been. Black shadows appeared again, hollow eyes fixed on my back, lips trembling, yet no sound emerged.

If not for that old monster, who usually never involved himself in the local martial artists’ disputes, there would probably be only half as many survivors here today.

Xiao Yi glanced back at Feng Jiang, who had not spoken a word since Shuang Yue and Huo Le arrived.