Chapter 55: Liu Guoxiang's Embroidery Talent Can No Longer Be Hidden (Sharing Life Across the Stars)

When Yi Rongkun and his third brother returned home from school, they saw relatives from Sister Mou’s family visiting. Yi Rongqi greeted the guests politely at once: “Hello, uncle, aunt, cousin, and Sixth Sister.”

Indeed, the visitors had come to warm the pot for their daughter—none other than Mou Decai’s parents (the uncles and aunts of the Yi siblings), along with Mou’s only younger brother and Sixth Sister.

“Little sister, quickly call someone,” Yi Rongqi said after finishing his greetings, pulling the younger sister close.

“Master Gu, my mother won’t let me go home recently. Can I stay at your place for a few days?” Zhou Ruan Yu pleaded pitifully.

“It’s nothing; you’re tough from working the fields. A few kicks won’t hurt,” Zheng Jia said brazenly.

Compared to the game, this place was several times larger, with many details unrepresented in the game.

This posture should have been comfortable and leisurely, yet in the cramped, dim tunnel, such vulnerability only filled her with unease.

After the meal, Xiao Fan learned much about the musicians’ alliance and the upcoming music exchange conference.

Since Liu Ruyan had gotten drunk with them, he felt responsible for seeing her safely settled, especially now that she was his junior sister in the sect.

With so many powerful figures gathering, even true gods might descend, and he could gain immense benefits by signing in.

Ding Yayan noticed several gazes fixed on her. She quietly clenched the soft plush toy at her skirt’s edge and tucked it under the sheer fabric around her waist.

Chang Ning also felt an itch to look, but as a guest, he could not steal the spotlight. He hid his restless feelings and silently followed Brother Liu Feng, helping to dry the wheat.

Fortunately, as long as they didn’t provoke too much, the others wouldn’t take their lives. This was the lesson learned over a century—everyone turning a blind eye made things easier. After all, a cornered rabbit bites back, especially such mysterious forces.

Long Xuan had no idea whom he had offended, but by their rules, the employer’s name would not be revealed. “You know the code in our line of work—we don’t disclose employers. Now, it’s time for you to leave.” He picked up an assault rifle from a fallen bodyguard and loaded the magazine.

But Jing Le Chun’s strength paled beside Yamamoto Genryūsai’s. If Fengqiao Lou Shilang left, the headquarters’ overall strength would weaken considerably. So he stayed behind to assist.

Even the towering trees, thick enough to take two men’s embrace, could not withstand the close-range explosion of a magic energy fireball.

Bai Qing already possessed abundant knowledge but lacked a coherent plan. With the right combinations, success was highly probable.

“I’ll be leaving tomorrow. One night isn’t enough to share much, right?” He recalled telling her about his childhood and how he became a student at the assassin academy. It took over half a month to finish that decade-long tale. Since several years had passed since their last meeting, one night’s time wouldn’t suffice.

Meng Ruoyun spoke earnestly, but since this was a risqué joke, she couldn’t help but blush slightly.

They crouched at the rupture in the dimensional barrier, striving to block the mending of the wall while desperately absorbing the drifting pale golden soul shadows.

Then, Ling Fei reminded him, “You need to inform Li Jundong and the others about this. Otherwise, if someone asks, he’ll be caught off guard.”

Ma Fengyun waved his hand repeatedly, utterly dismissing Gu Dong’s words. A true man roaming the world should fear nothing. If one is scared of this and that, what great achievements can they make?

Clearly, these people intended to trap Ding Yi, pushing him to allocate more research funds to support Fengxiang High-Tech Industrial Park.

Upon hearing his words, Ding Dou and the others felt a chill in their hearts, as if a cold wind swept through, involuntarily sending shivers down their spines.