Chapter 63: Burial and Care for Old Age

This is getting completely out of hand! The old woman narrowed her beady eyes, suddenly grabbed Yu Qi's hand, and berated, "You little wretch, you stepped on this old woman, and now you want to run? If the two of you don't compensate me, this won't end!"

Finished speaking, the old woman tightly clutched both Yu Qi's and Fang Lan's arms, throwing herself onto the ground and wailing as she rolled back and forth.

Yu Qi, however, remained completely calm, staring down at the old woman expressionlessly.

Upon seeing that it was Yu Qi, Fang Lan wore an expression of utter astonishment and blurted out, "It's you!"

"Oh, if it isn't Director Fang, what a coincidence~"

Yu Qi forced out a smile that looked far worse than crying in response to Fang Lan.

Fang Lan, however, frowned...

Seeing that Li Yi's words did not carry any tone of refusal, Jing Shixue believed this was a sign of Li Yi accepting her. Feeling warmed and delighted within, she leaned her head closer against Li Yi's shoulder.

Before leaving, the taxi driver very kindly pointed out the route for me, giving a whole slew of winding and convoluted directions. I didn't quite understand most of it, but I managed to remember a few parts.

She simply had no qualification to earn the approval of such a man, even with the added connection of Yu Yilin and ten months of maternal bond.

"Ah, heaven knows how difficult it was for me to cross the ocean. Fortunately, my strength is sufficient, and ever since I devoured those creatures, I am not as afraid of the death tide anymore," the Black Emperor muttered to himself.

I had forgotten once again the wretchedness of land-dwelling creatures. As the crimson tide rushed into my mouth, I felt as though my internal organs were burning away.

"Bai Shu threw a massive fit a while ago and purged a lot of the people around her. Do you know about this?" Jiang Muchen asked.

While Shan Shanshan was listing out Mo Guodong's shortcomings, Wang Liya suppressed her anger and interrupted her with a low voice, forcing a smile despite the fury raging in her chest.

"Senior, may I ask how many Grandmaster-realm powerhouses there currently are in China?" Chen Jin suddenly asked.

Lu Shaochong's heart tightened. At a time like this, Fan Xiaoxi was still thinking of Jiang Muchen, which made him feel extremely uncomfortable, yet he no longer held any illusions. Some things were simply not meant to be his.

Then, his attention drifted back to the time displayed on the computer screen. Twenty minutes have passed. Yun Chu, you must be on your way here right now, aren't you?

"It's fine. This place has been abandoned for over twenty years, everything has decayed, and there are no other people or living beings around. We have no reason to die here."

"Seventh Sister, I'll come help you when the time comes!" Jenny followed closely behind Zhen Fu step by step.

"Yet, should I praise you for being loyal and affectionate, or mock you for being a fool? Knowing full well this place is obviously a trap, you actually still came. If it were me, I wouldn't even bother asking around," the Skull-Faced sneer echoed as the black fog swirling around him surged violently.

Weir's movements froze. "Not awake..." Weir listened to the steady sound of breathing; the person sitting in the chair had already fallen asleep.

Since the fleshy ball wasn't moving, it naturally remained still as well. It was better to let Yuan Yuan, that foolish cat, do the work.

Therefore, that scout originally thought he had won the grand prize, and perhaps might not even survive. Yet after a preliminary analysis, he could finally heave a sigh of relief, while harboring various conjectures about the series of situations in his mind.

However, confidence aside, Jiang Haoran had no real bottom line on how things actually stood. Mainly because this beast commander was simply too bizarre, capable of controlling tens of thousands of beasts all at once—such an ability was unheard of.

As for Zhang Chen, he was even more extraordinary: the current commander-in-chief of the Genesis Legion, the chief consultant of the Earth Defense Department, the earliest appearing super-soldier on Earth, the planning mastermind of China's reforms, and the youngest military major general. This series of titles and qualifications was simply dazzling enough to blind everyone's eyes.

The other nobles shared the same sentiment, casting inquiring glances toward the city lord.

Alice and Selena's thoughts were obviously the same. Although they weren't sure whether Jin Yan was telling the truth or not, they couldn't afford to get distracted now and ponder whether Alex had arrived or not.

Heh, you don't need to look at me like that, nor should you think you are so noble.

Thinking it over and over, I still felt that this matter wronged Mother Zhang—yet given the current circumstances, this was the only way. Ji Manrou was naturally suspicious; without resorting to heavy measures, I feared it wouldn't be easy to make her believe.

"Brother, for the sake of my lifelong happiness, you must hold on!" Floren clenched his fists and said.

As a result, although the Eastern Conference had a large number of teams, under this tournament format, it was also about to usher in the most brutal eliminations.

After all, as Roddy's strength expanded, Marshall and Rost would definitely have to stand on their own in the future, so Roddy had to implicitly elevate their status. Yet Rost still instinctively sat closest to Roddy to facilitate his protection.

Ye Yaohua was comparatively steadier. As a stock trader, what he saw was... insufficient trading volume. Wang Mo's analytical conclusion still had the possibility of being validated by the market because... there truly wasn't sufficient capital entering the arena.

This remark deeply pleased Hua Xuanji, who triumphantly tore off another piece of mantou with her hand and popped it into her mouth.

"High Priest, hesitate no longer! Otherwise, our losses will be even greater. Even if it costs only my life to protect our people, it will be worth it," the man said in a deep voice.

"I never expected that even the Crown Prince, that blockhead, would be so utterly captivated by you that he humiliated me in front of so many people." A trace of grim coldness flashed through her dark eyes, and her tone grew even sharper.

Qiu Meng barely managed to get up. Seeing Liu Lizhan lunging toward Yue Rong, she threw her body forward to intercept Liu Lizhan's strike, taking another palm blow from him. Knocked back once again, she collapsed beside Yue Rong. Being of delicate build and unable to withstand another such blow, Qiu Meng slumped over Yue Rong, on the verge of fainting.

Countless banquets had long been set up in the Xijing garrison mansion to welcome them. Upon hearing that Li Baoyan had even prepared a banquet for the chiliarchs, Chao Yong led the others to attend the feast as well.

The construction of the city walls was proceeding intensely and methodically. The workers building the walls, the slaves, and the residents of the county all knew that the baron was paying out of his own pocket to protect everyone. The construction site was a scene of blazing enthusiasm, even though the autumn wind already carried a hint of chill.

Cao Zhen sat tall in the saddle, gazing from afar at Huang Zu's carriage, curled his lip, and muttered, "What a majestic Governor Huang!" With that, he turned his horse around and left.

"Shan'er said she found the herbs prescribed by the physician somewhat improper. This maidservant is afraid there might be some issue within them." A trace of worry laced Moyu's voice.

"Pop, pop!" Following Xiao Zhenshan's gunshot, Lin Xiao immediately fired a shot as well. This time, both of their bullets traveled along the exact same linear path, causing the two blank rounds to collide mid-air and drop straight down to the ground.

Hearing that Yin Tianxi was at death's door yet still acting viciously and lustfully toward the family members of the Chai Imperial estate, Wu Song was so infuriated that he lifted his feet and charged toward the back courtyard.

"Are you trying to arrange a match for the Second Young Mistress?" Madam Zhou couldn't help probing. Madam Yang glanced at her sideways and said, "The Second Lass is a concubine-born daughter, how could she aspire to such a match? I think the Fifth Lass is quite well-matched with him..." Madam Zhou's heart leaped wildly, she swallowed hard as she looked at Madam Yang, and stiffly lowered her head in assent.

"Sumo, have you gone mad? It's one thing to kill people from the Heavenly Void Sect, but you actually want to kill your own fellow disciples?" Yi Wei reproached with an angry, gloomy expression as she stared at Sumo.

"Bastard, I will definitely not let you off!" Seeing the backs of Lin Xiao and his companion walking away, Li Ronghao gnashed his teeth in hatred, vowing inwardly.

Just as numerous cultivators were discussing this matter fervently, the cultivator forum published a new video right below the news article, highlighting and pinning it to the top.