Chapter 146: Sabotage from Within! The Grand Opening of the Delectable Delight Restaurant

It had been a while since we last met, yet Yago’s fanatical obsession with opening the Forbidden Black Tomb had not diminished in the slightest; he still became incredibly agitated whenever the topic was raised.

Lotus cruelly deceived herself, then assumed an expression of self-sacrifice—a facade so hypocritical it carried a faint, borrowed air of sanctity.

"For a reconnaissance mission, a large group would only be a burden. If my lord is uneasy, let Zilong accompany me," Su Yi said after a brief moment of reflection.

Lu Anran took her seat. On the wall opposite the dining table, a large LCD screen was mounted, while a fireplace crackled with wood nearby. Beyond the floor-to-ceiling glass window, a world blanketed in white snow stretched out as far as the eye could see.

With his reputation tarnished, his business naturally went under. His eyes burned with reluctance; he had come here with grand ambitions and was determined not to retreat.

Lu Anran’s lips twitched, but she still gave a polite bow. "Please, enjoy your meal." With that, she turned to leave, only to discover a figure had appeared at the entrance to the side hall.

During this time, he ate only raw food or half-cooked scraps he had roasted himself, for he could no longer transform into human form.

After all, five thousand yuan had significant purchasing power at that time, and most people preferred to spend that money on a flagship feature phone they were more familiar with.

However, the area was deserted; no one was there to witness the horrifying sight, or it would surely have caused a global sensation.

It was the height of rush hour, and they were stuck at a red light, faced with an endless sea of vehicles.

She thought she had grown accustomed to life without him. Had she not been doing just fine for the past week in the hospital, even without his presence?

Could it be… that those were the souls of people from legends, and the flames were capable of incinerating even the soul itself?

Seeing the official vessel set sail, Tang An finally breathed a sigh of relief. He let go, then led Su Yu'er to swim toward the large ship. For once, Su Yu'er offered no resistance and did not even utter a word.

More than seven hundred years ago, a Foundation Establishment cultivator of the Heavenly Sword Sect stationed at a spirit stone mine, having no contact with peers for years and lacking medicinal pills to sustain his cultivation, snuck back to the sect only to be reprimanded by the Sect Leader.

Unfortunately, the enemy had no intention of giving Nangong Rong any chance. Just as the youth prepared to gather strength in his legs for a jump, a giant hammer, formed from flames infused with immense spiritual power, descended from the sky. It looked like a special effect from a video game, crashing down right beside Nangong Rong.

Having finally ended the farce, Minian stepped off the competition stage and walked over to Sibel.

However, the plucked-string prelude of this melody offered a refreshing feeling, like a playful child skipping around you, lively and endearing—a stark contrast to the solemn and elegant music currently in vogue.

At the gates of Jincheng, Vanguard Commander Lü Bu, strategist Pang Tong, Deputy Commander Hou Cheng, and Second Legion Commander Huang Zhong welcomed the arrival of Zhang Chao's army.

The rumors outside were turning increasingly unfavorable for Tang An, yet Leng Leng sat calmly in the Marquis of Wuying's mansion, showing not a hint of panic. She did not care for the opinions of the world, for the masses had no true opinions; most of them could hardly be considered alive.

The Taiji diagram in his eyes spun frantically, and he forced a smile, regaining control of the situation.

I shook my head. "No need, just here is fine." I turned to Xi Yu and said, "Pay him." Then I got out of the car.

"Why are you still at the Land Bureau? You spent the whole day there and still didn't get it done? How are you handling things?" Mi Shixiong fumed.

"You don't know anything. I won't cause trouble in class anymore." No sooner had I finished speaking than I realized it sounded wrong. I thought for a moment and immediately corrected myself: "I mean, in her class, I won't cause trouble anymore." My dorm mates burst into laughter.

"Mainlander, your companions have been looking down on Jin Yixuan all this time. Now, let them see whose turf this is!" Several men behind him rushed toward Hua Feng and his group, brandishing fruit knives.

I was wearing white trousers and was shirtless; my hands were still cuffed behind my back, feeling somewhat numb.

Although there was plenty of traffic and pedestrians in such a place, the sudden arrival of two Volkswagens, a Honda, and a Jinbei van, all parking in front of Cai Bin's house, felt like a novelty to the villagers.

The surrounding passengers heard this and looked at Hua Feng with curiosity. After all, for many, acupuncture was considered both troublesome and mysterious.

At the same time, I had no intention of letting this mercenary live. Based on my deductions, this mercenary was just some cheap goods bought in town—ten levels higher than my mosquito, yet his abilities were actually inferior.

After patiently listening to everything the man had to say, Lu Zheng delivered a cold interrogation.

He felt fortunate that he had controlled the Heavenly Fire Stream to perform the soul-searching. If he had done it himself without the stream, what kind of scene would that have been? He dared not imagine; he only knew the result would have been terrifying.

"You want to use all our current forces as bait? Could it be that the enemy..." City Lord Mu could no longer hide his resentment, his teeth slightly gritted as he spoke.