Chapter 65: Another Twenty Thousand Transferred

Lin Lu looked at him calmly and said, “Last night, you already made your choice.”

“What do you mean I made my choice? What choice did I make?” He had left in such a hurry the previous night that he didn’t remember anything of the sort.

“Xu Yancheng, I gave you a chance. You were the one who insisted on going to the hospital,” Lin Lu said seriously.

Wang Wei, brimming with pride, extended his arm, grabbed Zhang Laidi by the wrist, and dragged her into the room.

“Marshal Guo? We take orders only from Lord Yu Chao’en, Supreme Commander of the Divine Strategy Army!” the eunuch answered arrogantly.

“I’ll get the door.” Handing the vegetable basket to Jing Lichen, Jiu’er darted off like the wind to open it.

Immediately after, Song Qi waved her fingers through the air, and streaks of black suddenly appeared. The black mechanical light spread, forming a massive cage that instantly trapped Ye Qingqing inside. She couldn’t even break free from the chains, much less escape the prison.

“Wait, why does this look so familiar?” Murong Mingyue’s expression faltered. In a flash, she recalled that back at Hidden Dragon Abyss, the person who had fought for the Water Serpent’s inner core had also possessed a pair of wings just like these.

Accompanied by several sharp whistles, six sword lights instantly severed the monster’s six giant hands at the root.

The terror energy hardly needed to take effect; those players, running about like headless flies, had already plunged into utter panic, fleeing blindly in all directions, wailing, then dying.

That man silently thought to himself that things were turning for the worse. Fortunately, there was no killing move hidden in Jie Mu’s attack; otherwise, he would have been in real danger.

While the divine authority of Conspiracy granted Rose the ability to sense any plot against her, it also limited her capacity to retaliate.

Unfortunately, Ye Fei was neither the one who’d taken the item nor the one who’d witnessed everything from start to finish, so the big man could get nothing out of him.

“Disciple? Hmph, just an empty title—a complete good-for-nothing!” the newcomer sneered coldly, striding on without pause.

Wei Xiao gazed at Lan Yin, and a sudden sorrow welled up inside him. “I’m sorry, Lan Yin!” he cried, rushing over to embrace her tightly.

“Thank you. I’m much stronger now, I promise I can fend off the next monster attack!” Ye Xue Liuying said with great pride.

The earlier request? That snowy night not long ago, the jade pendant in the wooden box, the kiss in the darkness, and the words “I’ll wait for you”—all those moments from that night surged through her mind, leaving her flustered and unsteady, even her scalp tingling with reflexive anxiety.

After all, this company owed its success to that troublesome kid’s help. If his father hadn’t landed him a big client and arranged an ad campaign, he would have had to struggle for at least another year or two before achieving what he had now.

Thinking of the leading man’s powerful muscles in those adult films, Wei Xiao unconsciously pinched his own thin arm. Suddenly, he remembered how, the night before he left Eggache Island, the old man had mysteriously handed him a secret manual.

At this point, Wei Xiao deliberately held back, not finishing his sentence. But Zhou Zhou, seeing the sly look on his face, knew perfectly well he wasn’t thinking of anything good.

“I’ll visit you when I have time. I’ve only just gotten back myself,” Shi Qing said, chatting on the phone as she walked outside.

“Yes!” Po Ri answered, lowering his head as he walked toward the lake. Lin Feng, meanwhile, washed seven or eight fish and placed them over the campfire to roast. Fu Hai also put on his shirt, sat by the fire, and watched the fish cooking as he dried his clothes.

Or could it be that the Ten Halls, the Hundred Prefectures, and the Thousand Sects had truly grown so powerful that they no longer cared about even the highest-ranked sovereigns?

Nothing restrains the heart and clouds the mind more. Before the Bright Cloud, Ao Lie suffered intensely—it was like water sizzling in hot oil.