Chapter 62: Grand Display and Delivery of Betrothal Gifts
Qu Dashan stood six feet tall, a burly man with a tiger-like back, bear-like waist, and a thick, bushy beard.
With eyes as large as copper bells, he glared down at Qu Lingling. Qu Lingling shrank back in terror; she dared to lie to her mother, but she never dared to cross Qu Dashan.
"Qu Lingling, you explain this to me right now—when on earth did I ever try to sell you off?"
Frightened, Qu Lingling took a step back, hiding behind her mother. What was she supposed to do now?
She did not dare to expose the fact that she was pregnant, nor did she dare to pin herself on Cheng Junguo just yet.
What if the other party...
A flicker of genuine astonishment finally crossed Yi Ze's face. The methods employed by the other party were far too covert, and she had barely managed to deduce even a fraction of it. Yet she had not expected this person to arrive at such a swift and absolute conclusion in mere moments.
Acting on thought alone, he immediately withdrew his spiritual consciousness, allowing it to slowly merge and harmonize with the surrounding vital energy.
The entire conference room was in absolute chaos. Telephones were ringing and being dialed incessantly, accompanied by continuous shouts. The corporate agents all wore frantic expressions, relentlessly pressing for answers.
A cold, bloody light flashed within her dark, gloomy eyes, and she sneered, "Once I destroy this place, let's see if you can still manage to stay hidden!" Her voice was low and chilling, yet it instantly echoed throughout the entire Penglai Illusion Realm.
Could such a realistic reaction possibly be a mere hallucination? Chen Dabao rubbed his temples, feeling a dull ache throbbing in his head.
As for today's pastry, while the flaky texture was still decent enough, both the sweetness and the aroma of wheat were a bit too heavy, lacking the refreshing fragrance of the night before.
Subsequently, Yang Hao searched the entire basement from top to bottom but found no other useful clues, nor any hidden chambers.
An Zhenghong had been watching all of this with cold detachment. Only Cui Yingzhen, who had been keeping her eyes fixed on him the entire time, noticed his pupils constrict slightly when Cui Yingnan shifted her posture.
Shen Yanzhi let out a couple of dry, humorless laughs. At that exact moment, the earth began to vibrate violently, as though something was slithering deep beneath the ground, about to burst forth from the soil.
A deep sense of inferiority surged into his heart. Stripped of all pretense, Xiao Cheng revealed his truest, most humble self.
Watching the two of them wear expressions as unsightly as if they had just swallowed excrement, Xiangyang couldn't be bothered to deal with these two idiots any longer and walked straight back to his seat.
Of course, beyond that, Wang Jin also sensed the descent of a majestic and immense force upon Shifang—a power completely beyond Wang Jin's current reach. Wang Jin understood what it was; it was undoubtedly the power of some high-ranking figure within the Buddhist hierarchy.
Having lost his family and with the war reaching a critical juncture, he had no mind to dwell on such matters, yet in the face of these people's goodwill, it was truly difficult to refuse using harsh or abrasive words.
Chen Bo suddenly realized that he had clearly overlooked something. He had focused solely on the cold flash of light while completely forgetting that the source generating that cold radiance had yet to be seen.
"You!" Lord Yunzhong never expected that he would be killed just like that merely for stating his identity. He knew that even among the enemies of the Yin-Yang School, no one would ever dare to execute him so directly on the spot.
"I truly admire you, completely and utterly admire you. To think that you could actually comprehend the true essence of martial arts through an experience like this—please accept my bow." As he spoke, he genuinely and respectfully knocked his head against the ground three times in a deep kowtow.
"Uncle-in-law, you know about Silicon Valley in America, right?! The most crucial reason for Silicon Valley's success is that there are numerous institutions of higher education surrounding it, which provided the momentum for its development!" Aldar explained.
"What is wrong with you?" Cheng Yaojin couldn't help but ask, prompting the Cui matriarch standing behind him to crane her neck in curiosity as well.
To them, who had already lived through so many monumental events, the Dragon-class Dimensional Traveler Defense Battle of Saint Lebes was no longer a terrifying or massive scale of conflict.
After hastily finishing a simple lunch and resting briefly, the group returned once again to the martial arena. The afternoon matches were scheduled to begin at one o'clock. Just as everyone stepped back into the lounge, the thunderous cheers from outside signaled that the fifth match of the round of sixteen had already commenced.
As for the city, leaving it was an absolute necessity now, but once he got out, Chu Zifeng had no intention of fleeing whatsoever; instead, he planned to turn right back around and return to the Twin Cities.