22 Departure

It is strange, but whenever Zheng Anguo uttered the words, "That is settled," his subordinates would never voice another word. Even though the three men behind him were filled with grief and reluctance, they still carried out his orders.

Fan Li truly had no idea; after dumping Huang Mao into the training institute on the Island of Outsiders, he had basically never checked on him. Who knew how those outsiders were training him? Fan Li had never stepped foot in that institute; he heard it was quite dangerous, though it shouldn't be life-threatening.

Moreover, the numerologist she had saved seemed to share an inexplicable connection with Yin Feng. She still carried that painting with her, so no matter how she looked at it, she didn't think Yin Feng was an ordinary person, but rather a mysterious young man.

Han Shanshan looked on with curiosity. Variety shows, celebrity shipping, taking on small-budget television dramas for newcomers in her spare time—these were all things she had never done before. An artiste’s schedule was usually decided by the agency, but since Han Shanshan had connections, the agency had to negotiate with her.

Although she took the lion's share of the procurement business, if one were to look at it strictly as a normal transaction, Factory Manager Yang was actually the one taking the larger portion.

"They were born of the Dark Divine Light, and I am their natural nemesis. Sister Huan, Shuangyan, hold the line and stay alert," Di Chongxiao flew westward, using his divine light to illuminate the area. Sure enough, he discovered a semi-decayed evil corpse clawing at a door inside a broken ship hull.

The gilded national emblem stood out strikingly against the red background. Below the emblem was a line of text: Officer’s Identification Card for the State Council Special Affairs Brigade.

In the final championship match, Hu Yi’s "Indestructible Golden Body" was finally broken, and he was killed three times in a single round. Chili Jelly had clearly done their homework, but the outcome was already sealed. Hu Yi did not obsess over his invincibility; instead, he drew all of the opponent’s fire, allowing his teammates to charge forward with unstoppable force.

Fan Li also found some time to head out, intending to find his own "shrimp soldiers and crab generals." If he could bring back a "snail girl" as well, that would be even better.

Deep in the woods, strange cries would occasionally ring out. It was unclear what kind of creatures were making them; some animals even appeared near the man, but not a single one dared to approach him.

Ran Shouze and Ling Ruobing touched their faces and looked at each other, feeling exceptionally surprised and delighted for a moment.

"Suyan, your boyfriend is here!" Kim Ji-yeon feigned indifference, gave a shallow smile, and sat on a chair by the liquor cabinet.

***

After Murong Qingran dismissed the intelligence officers and closed the door, no matter how hard she tried to suppress her sobs, she could not stop the tears from streaming down her face.

As long as no accidents occurred, it believed that with Ye Fan’s potential, he would surely become an absolute master in the future. When that day finally came, perhaps the regret it had buried for so long would have a chance to be realized.

Watching Su Yunliang walking together with Yun Xuan and the others, the experts from both families were so frustrated they nearly vomited blood.

Su Yunliang scanned them with her spiritual sense and discovered that both storage rings had a capacity of ten cubic meters and were filled to the brim.

In the Galar region, there was a phenomenon where Pokémon could Gigantamax; it seemed to be no less impressive than Z-Moves or Mega Evolution.

Furthermore, in the Grand Festival, a heavyweight event broadcast simultaneously across the entire Hoenn region, countless viewers in front of their televisions were either becoming new fans or turning into haters... regardless, it was a surge in popularity.

Whoosh—the liquid spiritual energy surged into He Qingfan’s three major energy seas like a tidal wave, turbulent and chaotic, filling and swirling within them.

How could he look at her and remain as indifferent as if he were looking at a passerby? Was she not a stunning beauty? Should she not be the recipient of every man’s gaze?

Zhenyuan—a common name, yet it sparked speculation among many powerful factions, sects, and empires that were in the know.

In the blink of an eye, only a few seconds of Ruan Meizhao’s life remained. She closed her eyes in agony, unable to bear the arrival of death.

For Wen Xin, staying awake for days and nights at a time had no impact on him, so he only slept when he was truly exhausted and needed rest. Like tonight, Wen Xin stayed awake all night long.

At this moment, if he were to heartlessly abandon her and leave on his own, no man would do such a thing. Liu Xinghao sat down and held her slender, soft fingers in his hand. Neither of them spoke; he looked at her, and she looked at him. They stared at each other in silence; in this moment, that was enough.

***

In the image, within a mountain forest, a young man in green robes wielding twin rods was locked in battle with a youth in black clothes and black hair holding a heavy blade.

The "Stud Boar" took the photo frame, looked at me, and then at the picture. "The photographer is very skilled, and the effect is excellent. Cen'er is truly beautiful. Take a look yourself, are you satisfied?" he asked, pointing it out to me.

Having exhausted all his methods, Wen Xin still could not defeat the shadow in the fifth level of the combat test, so he did not drag it out any further.

Saint Xuanxian wore light, thin white robes with a white belt. As a gentle breeze blew, her smooth black hair swayed naturally. Beneath the strands dancing across her forehead was an exquisite face, but this was often forgotten, as her ethereal, elegant, and serene temperament left too deep an impression.

Several of them bowed repeatedly toward the grand tomb. "Brothers, rest in peace. We will definitely avenge you," they shouted in unison, their voices echoing throughout the entire Xuanming Sect.

Old Chu also noticed it and said, "What treasure did the Xue girl send? Old Mo, open it up and let us take a look!" For Old Mo to hold a gift so solemnly, he was quite curious; even if he favored the Xue girl, there was no need to keep the gift in his hands so protectively.

Harry watched him finish off a piece of fried chicken in a few bites, toss the bone into a trash can not far away, and shake his head.

It was not excitement at seeing so many assets, but rather being moved by Xia Zihan’s efforts to consider the future of the Chu family.

She had to do something; she truly could not wait any longer. Today, while everyone was here, she had to expose Liu Nian’s true face.

At this moment, Ling Qing’s eyes were fixed outside the window, but her gaze was completely hollow, as if devoid of any spirit.