Chapter Forty-Eight: Wo and Dad Will Be Right In to Keep You Company!

Seeing this, Shen Jin'an hurriedly pulled back her fist, which was half-swung in the air, and did not forget to stop a well-behaved bodyguard beside her who was still diligently beating someone up.

"Stop right now, don't hit them anymore, the cops are here, for goodness' sake!"

She quickly smoothed her slightly disheveled hair and broke into a pure, harmless smile. "Officer, we can explain."

It was a pity, however, that everyone had already seen her beating people up clearly.

Though they couldn't figure out why the situation was different from what Gu Yichao had said...

"..." Boss Fang and the others all looked at him in speechlessness, especially Captain Fang, who, seeing this prayer completely devoid of magical fluctuations, really wanted to kick him over and take the helm himself.

He had never used high-tech for the treasure simply because... he had never doubted the authenticity of the treasure. All his life, he believed in his ancestral teachings and the secret told to him by his ancestors, but that didn't mean he wouldn't take ultimate self-defense precautions for himself.

From the outside, this place looked just like a rather large courtyard, and such courtyards were far too common in the Realm of Nothingness.

Slow Heal: Slowly restores health continuously for ten seconds, with the restored health increasing according to the host's intelligence.

Aelunze—contractors coming to Azeroth had heard so many rumors about him that their ears were practically growing calluses.

Support would definitely still come; after all, they wouldn't just watch Sargeras annihilate Sunset City, as that would do them no good.

At this moment, judging by his expression, this man showed no clues at all. On the contrary, he gave the impression that he was very panicked inside, yet his gaze appeared extremely calm, without a single ripple of emotional fluctuation.

Watching the demons that had been flung away behind him, Fang Yunkai finally breathed a sigh of relief. In the end, he thought of a way.

"Chen Hua is only a branch of the Chen family, but three months ago, Chen Hua's branch seemed to make a move and became the main branch of the Chen family, seizing most of the resources of the Chen clan. Therefore, Chen Hua's current strength is indeed very formidable," said Wanderer Freely at this moment.

As he absorbed the sunlight, Li Yue felt the hunger in his body begin to fade, as if he had just finished a full meal.

Xiao Anhe did not answer immediately, his gaze fixed steadily upon the table of porridge and side dishes before him. There were three empty bowls, and the porridge left in the pot beside them still retained some warmth.

I picked up one of the five pendants, held it suspended in front of Moline, and said to her, "May the canna lily, symbolizing a bright future, bring you a wonderful tomorrow." With that, I hung the pendant around Moline's neck.

"Think carefully. The instant you passed out, you should still have had a shred of consciousness. What did you see at that moment? Think, think carefully." Like a deep hypnosis, the light on the old man's palm grew increasingly intense.

Chief Bu led Lin Yu into a back pipe room, where the room was filled with pipes—fifteen in all—each leading directly into the sea.

Ji Wei followed closely behind. After riding for three miles, Ji Wei slightly reined in his warhorse because he saw a strange sight.

Zhou Mengqin's eyes grew cold, and a single, flat word escaped her lips. Unlike before, this was an order that admitted of no negotiation whatsoever.

It had caused her to conceive unexpectedly at nineteen, yet together with the child, it had given her a perfect man.

Yet, what came as a surprise was that the entire capital remained eerily calm; astonishingly, no one mentioned the events of the previous night. Officials still rose early for court, merchants still opened their doors early to do business, and farmers still went out early to work the fields.

Rong Wanxi stole a glance at Jun Zi'ye and saw that he was still sitting quietly, looking straight ahead, leaving her in a difficult predicament. How was she supposed to address this? To say directly to Brother Python, "I am not sitting," would look as though she were asking Jun Zi'ye for a cushion. Not saying it, however, made it impossible to reject Brother Python's enthusiasm.

Back in her room, lying on the bed, her bones ached with a soreness as if they were falling apart. Over and over again in her heart, she calculated her exam scores, estimating that she could surpass the passing line, before her mind finally began to settle in peace.