Chapter 66: Division of Labor

Fiora and the others spent an entire day beneath that abyss, and when they reappeared in the familiar regions of the continent of Valoran, it was still morning.

Just at that moment, Old Master Tang appeared and arranged for a physician to treat her mother, with the sole condition that she must go to work at their family's incense workshop.

Thinking of the fact that she would meet him soon, and imagining that she had finally passed the examination, her heart was filled with yearning for the future.

Gao Yu looked first at this one and then at that one, feeling as though a pair of eyes was simply not enough. Both of them were so endearing that he wished he could snatch them both home right away, mount his horse with spear in hand, and engage in wild, unbridled debauchery with them.

Everyone fell speechless, thinking that Eldest Miss Ye had a remarkably overactive imagination. Prince Suhe was hardly a fool; how could he possibly agree to such a wager?

Yet, no matter how much his heart ached, seeing how hard she worked, he simply could not bear to make her give it up.

Gong Ting released her ear and rested his chin upon her shoulder, though the large hand slipped inside her clothes did not withdraw, gently kneading the tender flesh at her waist time and time again.

It had not been made public yet, so Zhong Yineng could just go and pick one out, and the sizes could be altered accordingly later on.

The breakup between her and Yue Zheng was never actually caused by anyone else; even without Chu Siyuan, there would have been a Zhang Siyuan or a Li Siyuan.

Old Li and his wife expressed their gratitude repeatedly, looking far more enthusiastic than before, wishing they could keep the man in the suit for another meal. As a result, the man in the suit had his words coaxed out of him, and there were indeed other "rituals" to worry about next, most likely the special funeral customs of the Gold and Silver Village mentioned in the dungeon briefing earlier.

Since I have taken over this factory, I must make some changes. Zhou Baihua's factory has the largest number of employees. Take a tally of how many people there are, and give two jin of pork to each person as a welcome gift from me, the new factory director.

Last night, Burnell not only made lover-fruit scrambled eggs, but seeing Ryan eat them raw, he also thoughtfully sliced up some of the lover-fruits.

"Who are you? What class are you from?" Shui Yao was quite receptive to Butterfly's greeting and her instant, nervous expression.

"I also study materials science. My father is a fire-attribute esper, and he has always aspired to become an artifact refiner. But artifact refiners are such a rare profession; one must possess profound comprehension to become one.

I've never been inside either, so I wanted to take a look. Back in Wenzhou, my wife has a sensitive nose so I didn't dare go, but now that we've gone abroad, I simply have to go in and broaden my horizons. Let's go, guys, drinks and expenses are all on me."

I ought to lock you up and teach you a lesson you won't forget. Let me tell you, don't ever come to me with such scumbag business again; if they put you before a firing squad, I wouldn't even bat an eye, you good-for-nothing wretch.

After Lu Haoting left, Zuo Jingyan continued cutting hair. Next in line according to the queue was Lin Zixu, but neither he nor the child had returned yet.

When I acquired your factory, I stated that I would not dismiss anyone without reason. Therefore, you will report to the sales department tomorrow. From now on, you are a member of the sales team, and I hope you can secure more orders and sell more products.

Even though the "Left and Right Protectors" were right beside him at the moment, gaining insight into the Earth-Mountain realm was nothing particularly astonishing to him now, especially since Xu Hongyu and Chen Yue were hardly outsiders.

Five days later, the carriage rumbled into the capital. Both of them returned to the estate covered in dust, and before they even had a chance to rest properly, the imperial decree arrived.

The Baiqiao Pavilion, that mysterious organization hidden in the shadows of the black market, was where the figure in the black robe who had originally sold the information to Luotian was now sitting inside a cave. He looked up at the stone wall above him, his gaze clear and penetrating, as if he could pierce right through the rock and see everything outside.

Zhan Muhuhan sat beside the round table in the room, watching Xie Manrou pace back and forth, filled with deep anxiety in her heart. The secret letter received the day before yesterday mentioned that the ones coming to rescue them were her two children and the two Wuji siblings. The journey was long, and this barren land was fraught with danger, making it impossible not to worry.

"Are you doing this purely out of gratitude? Do you have no other intentions?" Zhuge Qianxue asked suspiciously.

The entire body of the ice-crystal colossal statue sprang into action, its arms embracing the barrier as it took wide strides to circle around it. Its hands coiled tightly around the surface of the cylindrical barrier like pythons, moving at high speed and hurtling with an irresistible, immense force toward Ye Xuan the moment he rushed out of the barrier, directly forcing him back inside.

"Are you alright, Young Master Luo? Are you injured anywhere? I have many healing elixirs here," Qingkong stepped forward, her hands touching the golden-horned armor as she looked him over from top to bottom with concern.

Hearing this, Scholar Chen stood frozen as if struck by a bolt of lightning. After a long moment, he regained his senses, hurriedly poked a hole through the window paper, and disregarding the danger of potentially being discovered, pressed directly against the window to peek inside.

"I am right here, Meiyi!" Jichen's voice sounded beside me. Since his physical form was invisible, his voice sounded exceptionally vivid, trembling slightly and moist, as if tears were lurking within his tone, ready to flow at the slightest inadvertent moment.

Meng Feng nodded at Chu Qiao, who handed the Lost Dream Grass from her embrace to Meng Feng. Meng Feng took it, tucked it inside her clothes, and then resumed closing her eyes to rest.

Su Zhen instantly felt that this Daoist friend Hongyun possessed a bit more human warmth, and familiarly patted Hongyun on the shoulder.

Seeing the two start to quarrel, the other soldiers all wore expressions of watching a good show. Even the most reticent squad leader of the eighth squad leaned against a tree, pulled a cigarette from his pocket, and began to smoke leisurely.

In an instant, the valley shook once more, loose stones flew in all directions, and the flowers, grass, and trees were slowly swept up into the air.

"This is a society ruled by law; would they dare to use guns here?" the young security guard said disdainfully.

His purpose was to secure a capable assistant like Zhou Bin. One had to admit that Ninth Master possessed extraordinary boldness; he dared to employ a former anti-narcotics hero and even entrusted him with heavy responsibilities—something others wouldn't even dare to imagine.