Volume One, Chapter 35: Denouncing Chu Ming

Bang!

Gao Jianguo’s body was sent flying several meters. He crashed heavily to the ground, unable even to scream before a violent wave of dry heaving overtook him.

“You… you damned… you actually dared to hit me?” Gao Jianguo stared at Chu Ming, his eyes nearly bursting with rage.

The car sped toward the city center. The four of them bought some thick clothes and sturdy shoes, and after they dressed, they glanced at each other, finding nothing out of place.

“You’re awake?” Zhuo Chen’s dark eyes held a hint of weariness, but his voice was suffused with a joy that words could not capture.

Descending from Hongyang Peak, the group moved together. Aside from plants, everything they found was edible meat and vegetables. She had only ever altered the quality of the meat; she’d never found an opportunity to test her abilities on the exotic beasts.

Dongfang Nanbei stepped out of the break room. Xun Cheng hadn’t spelled things out, but he’d already prepared her—whatever tricks or words came during the day, she wouldn’t be surprised, nor would she betray anything in front of Daytime.

She’d never liked her, not even when she was the revered Professor Ouyang. I never once called her grandmother!

Yami's fingers turned pale as she gripped the paper, her vacant eyes fixed on the words. Not understanding anything, Zisang Yang clung tightly to his mother, glancing nervously around.

Isn’t this grain growing well enough? The villagers all thought as much when they heard those words.

But standing to the side, Leng Yun heard only Xue Gao’s words: we can go back together.

During this time, Ruan Mowei wanted to meet Xie Liancheng again. After all, he was the studio’s major shareholder, and she was its sole artist—they needed to discuss future plans.

Xi Yue couldn’t explain it. Her heart was in turmoil, more anxious than she’d ever felt before. She hadn’t noticed that the two had already changed into soldiers’ uniforms.

Gong Qianzhu kept her head down, her face hidden beneath a straw hat, expression unreadable. Her right hand pressed her injured left shoulder; purple blood seeped between her fingers. In the flickering firelight, its color was indistinct.

In truth, Zhan Beiting had always felt that Ye Mingming changed a great deal after becoming pregnant. Things she’d once disliked, if Song Xue urged her, she would eat them, no matter how unpleasant, pinching her nose and swallowing.

Minglang looked up at him. The morning sunlight spilled over his head and face, his handsome features radiant as the sun’s power, so much so that she could hardly tear her gaze away.

Jin Long’s face was dark as he removed his glasses, slowly cleaning them with a tissue, a fierce venom flashing in his eyes. He put the glasses back on, took out a phone, and made a call.

Yanke was embarrassed by the teasing words, but her heart felt sweet. She glanced sideways, meeting a pair of gentle eyes in the corner; her smile froze, unable to return.

Zhen Yang slammed the brakes, his gaze icy as he glanced at Qin Lan. “Drive my car back. There’s nothing left for us to talk about!” With that, he stretched his long legs and got out.

Luo Gang took off his shirt, wrapping it tightly around his belly several times, just to keep the blood from spilling out.

Zhan Beiting leapt into the water, pulling Lu Yan up and placing him gently onto a chair.

Ye Mingming never imagined she would meet An Xuyang again without any warning. Just thinking about him made her heart ache.

Morally, Chen Dun truly couldn’t justify himself, but his conscience was clear. With this deception, he preserved Suzhou’s sovereignty and saved millions of lives. Benevolence and morality are fine things, worthy of learning and praise, but there are priorities above them: survival, staying alive.

Seeing Tang Feng’s extended right hand, she hesitated, then reached out her slender jade hand and lightly shook his.