Chapter 38: Lacking the Guts

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Qin Mo raised a trembling finger toward Wang Chen and asked, his voice shaking.

By this point, he no longer dared to trust the intelligence he had gathered.

The reports claimed that Wang Chen was the son of a wandering cultivator, possessed only an early Qi Refining cultivation, and was timid, cowardly, and hopelessly addicted to gambling.

But which of those descriptions matched the Wang Chen standing before him?

Even setting aside the strength Wang Chen had displayed, just considering the ruthlessness he had shown moments ago...

However, Ye Haoxuan had no way to get her out of the hospital now. The conditions were rather harsh, but she could endure them and get through it. He drew a deep breath, then removed all the needles and began administering acupuncture to Liu Li.

This stick of dynamite, as thick as a finger, possessed enough destructive force to blow up an entire basketball court when thrown.

Of course, unlike the cuisine of Huaxia, they never sought to entice people with fragrance. Instead, they were coldly beautiful and strange, keeping others at a distance of a thousand miles.

“An Fei, why did you have Sangas bring us here? Are you trying to make us...” Christina suddenly thought of a possibility.

Lancy hesitated for a moment before getting into the taxi. Ye Haoxuan gave the driver a place name, and the driver carried the two of them toward their destination.

The Second Prince chatted about this and that, while Tang Yan responded with easy composure, accepting everything that came his way. Though he clearly knew the other party had an ulterior motive and was deliberately trying to lure him in, he refused to steer the conversation back onto a proper course.

Jiang Zhe was not unfamiliar with the word “compression.” At least, in his previous life, he had used it frequently—for example, in compression and decompression software.

Now she was walking shoulder to shoulder with Tang Zhong. Tang Zhong deliberately lengthened his stride, but she was tall with long legs as well, and her steps were no shorter.

Originally, today’s Fire Arcana class had been intended to include outdoor practice. But in weather this dreadful, let alone the other students—even the fire magic Jiang Zhe cast would probably be greatly weakened.

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There was no fighting on the battlefield. On the surface, that seemed like a good thing. Yet at this moment, no one thought so, because from that temporary silence, everyone could detect the scent of unease.

“Er, then you...” Zheng Yi scratched his head in bewilderment. Thinking about it, he supposed that Huang Quan’s earlier actions had indeed seemed somewhat abnormal.

Having lived two lifetimes, he had never seen such an enchanting old woman. The years had transformed her thick black hair into silver, yet had left not the slightest mark upon her skin. A white satin qipao accentuated her graceful figure, embroidered with blooming chrysanthemums whose tender yellow petals curled inward toward their centers, and whose green leaves were lush and vivid.

After Qi Shaojun finished speaking, it was Meng Fanjun’s turn to explain the project’s specific policies. In addition to the standard “three exemptions and two half reductions,” the city had introduced special preferential policies for the reed-paper integration project concerning the use of tidal flats, land prices, and other matters.

The Dark Warrior’s strength was likewise remarkable. Under the force of the blow, the metal shard pierced Palpatine’s body and even burst through his chest, its sharpened tip carrying the blood from within him.

Of course, they had never expected to truly get Bao Feiyang into the bureau. For Bao Feiyang to break out of the predicament, he would either have to bow his head or seek help from a higher-ranking official—for instance, ask the Wang Hai County Party Committee, or even the Jing City Party Committee, to intervene. If he exposed the matter to them, Bao Feiyang would be finished.

“Who are you calling ‘Sis’? Do I look that old?” Lin Manqing glared fiercely at Bao Feiyang and waved the kitchen knife in her hand to frighten him.

Because she realized that Li Lin genuinely did not seem to know where this place was, Alice Phil grew even more puzzled. Could it be that Li Lin truly was not a Master in this Holy Grail War, but merely a magus who happened to be passing by?

Beneath the bright moonlight, the brutal northern wind shrieked as it swept across the empty wilderness, making the few torches flicker erratically. It was almost as though countless flying knives were slicing at human skin.

Chu Mingqiu sighed inwardly, overcome by a profound sense of frustration. Though only a few months had passed, Teacher Song probably knew more about him than any of his other teachers. Teacher Zhao and Teacher Lin certainly did not know as much. The latter inspired greater respect in him, while the former merely made him feel somewhat afraid.

It was precisely for this reason that Loli Rin had asked to bid farewell to her mother before leaving, hoping she would not be left with regrets.

“From now on, my affairs have nothing to do with you.” Xia Ziyuan bit her lip. Her words were cold and devoid of emotion as she looked down at her, her eyes filled with indifference.

Zhongli immediately understood. “She’s here to wreck the place!” Sure enough, that was the real Jian Zhichun. She would never allow that scumbag to bully someone she knew again.

Because he had discovered that the projection he had cast into another world had been destroyed. Not only that, he had also obtained the coordinates of that world.

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Upon entering the town, they found a main road directly ahead. The entire town had gradually been built around this broad street.

Sun Meng nodded. “What? Afraid I’m going to deceive you? Have I ever lied to you before? If you don’t leave now, you can stay behind and serve as my sparring partners!” As he spoke, he leaped toward the courtyard wall in the distance and vaulted straight over it. That was where his room was located.

That was why, after Shangguan Yirou thought of this, she immediately called Li Mu.

“Oh, that’s not what I meant! I never said you couldn’t take leave. If you need time off, just tell me in advance, and I can arrange the work that follows, can’t I?” The director saw Zhang Qianqian’s expression change, and all his displeasure vanished at once. With a smile on his face, he hurriedly explained.

“Hey, you fatso, are you looking to die? How dare you say that the drinking snacks prepared by Imperial Chef Xu are no good? Get lost, now! Otherwise, don’t blame me for being rude!” Another eunuch assistant cook glared fiercely at Su Su and ordered him to leave.

“But it is also the mission with the highest failure rate and the highest death rate!” Yan Jie retorted without the slightest courtesy.

Outside the window, the winter sunlight was warm. A gentle breeze swept in, dispersing the lingering fragrance of tea and leaving behind a faint chill.

He Jing Sheng was just as puzzled, but unlike Liang Weiguo, he truly had not understood a single word.

“Heh heh, you still don’t know what your little brother is really good at. What you just counted wasn’t even the main thing.” Li Kang laughed, showing off proudly.

“By the way, Brother, you should tell Brother Hong about your plans to buy land. His circle of connections is much broader than mine.” In the car, Zhang Xingsong spoke to Li Kang.

Shangguan Yuanfeng’s dormitory had never been this lively before. At present, apart from Shangguan Yuanjun, who had yet to return from the military camp in the western suburbs, nearly everyone else was gathered there.

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