Chapter 51

Previously, upon learning that Nie Yun's backer was none other than Liu Zhong, Qin Maozhu and Vice County Magistrate Ren had already broken out in several layers of cold sweat.

By now, it was long past nine in the evening, and the dishes had grown cold. Deciding against ceremony, the family brought the food downstairs, gave it a thorough reheating, and finally gathered together for a meal.

Fujian, being a region of hills and mountainous terrain, has also preserved a considerable portion of ancient flora. However, this time, Nie Yun, Zhuang Yawen, and Tian Zhen went there primarily to search for the yew tree species.

"Why? Didn't Hyoyeon and the others really want to go?" Taeyeon pouted and asked with a puzzled expression.

Before the last man had even fallen, the clear and piercing sound of police sirens rang out. Yet Fang Yichen did not stop; instead, with a right hook, he struck the final opponent, leaving his face covered in blood as he collapsed to the ground.

As she spoke, Jinjin turned over, resting her side on his lap. She took the hand he had placed on her cheek, holding his palm between both of her own, and pressed it against her face.

Dr. Fermi closed his eyes in despair, his right hand moving mechanically into his pocket to pull out another set of keys.

In the chairman's office, Lin Tiandu leaned back in his chair, rocking slightly, with Meng Banxing seated across from him.

Cao Lunqing began pacing the classroom again, and everyone waited for him to speak about the economic shockwaves in Rus, but instead, he posed a seemingly unrelated question.

Two days after the parlor meeting in Restaurant No. 3, Lynn knocked on Colonel Andrew's office door and placed a list labeled "Gruel" on his desk.

Qingming Festival is a traditional festival in our country, as well as the most important sacrificial festival dedicated to ancestor worship and tomb-sweeping. Tomb-sweeping, commonly known as visiting graves, is an activity to pay respects to the deceased. The Han ethnicity and several minority groups mostly sweep tombs during the Qingming Festival.

Upon learning that Xu Liang had been abducted, the covert guard did not dare to delay even for a moment, hurrying back to the Grand Tutor's estate to report to Yang Jin.

Therefore, there was truly no need at this moment to expend full effort maintaining basic attacks; it was better to conserve energy and wait for an opportunity to deliver a fatal blow.

Hearing Qian Ruoruo's cry, Zuo Ting and Uncle Sun, who had remained at home, immediately rushed to the front gates, looking quite shocked at the scene before them.

Seeing Jing Moxuan's exposed neck, Han Shui'er felt a trace of shyness and consciously averted her gaze to the side.

Thus, he could only wait outside the Third Prince's mansion. He had waited there for an entire night, never expecting that Jiu Huang would actually emerge. Looking at her expression of strained endurance, her pale countenance, and her swaying, fragile figure, Mu Kun felt a sharp, wrenching ache in his heart.

"Purpose?" Luo Qianhan certainly did not believe these people had captured the Evil Clan members merely to torture them.

Li Nan, swept up in a killing frenzy, overturned ten consecutive zombies. The final zombie knelt in the hallway, licking the blood off the floor with the intent to bite, but the moment its teeth touched the ground, several crisp snapping sounds echoed. Li Nan halted his steps, appearing to pause in appreciation.

Wang Peng took the phone, carefully tucked it into his pocket, and then left Liu Dali's stall along with Yu Xiaofeng.

"But performing surgery carries the highest risk; if things go wrong, you're done for," Tong Likai interjected.

Lin Fan and the other two boat trackers seemed to have heard the noise as well. They immediately cast their gazes around, their expressions appearing somewhat tense. One of the boat trackers even brandished his beast-hunting knife, scanning back and forth while his respirator hissed out air bubbles. It was abundantly clear that this rapid heartbeat was caused by excessive nervousness.

"It truly is related to me." Yu Luoxi did not wish to deceive him. If he wanted revenge, she would take his sword without a single word of complaint. Life and death are decreed by fate, and wealth is up to heaven; she simply wished to purge the anger and hatred from his heart.

Zhuge Wuming raised his head to glance at Li Qiuoran. Unwilling to flare up in front of him, he forcibly suppressed his emotions.

"It's not a student; a teacher from another school has picked a fight! Grandfather Rott told you to hurry over," Xieshun finally managed to make himself clear.

Ichiro Mitani sneered, pressed a couple of buttons on the game controller in his hand, and caused a terrifying, fangs-engraved belt to appear around his waist. Inserting the game controller into the slot, he shouted with a wicked grin.

The crowd discussed the matter animatedly, and even Gao Yunlei wore a look of utter astonishment. He mentally listed the various crimes committed by Shopkeeper Hu, intending to haul him straight back to the county yamen for the County Magistrate to deal with.

As for the military generals, he merely needed to promise that their battle merits remained valid and that the vows made during the oath-swearing ceremony still stood.

The ingot possessed low intelligence, but its perception of danger was second to none. Since it could not dodge, it had no choice but to launch an all-out attack.

Trembling with rage, Song Xiang raised his hand, intending to slap Wu once more, but Wu deftly ducked out of the way.

Learning that Lu Changqing had emerged from seclusion, Kang Song, Meng Zhiyun, and Zheng Siyou—who had been assigned to external duties—all returned to the main island at the earliest opportunity.

"This is a good thing," Mother Fu reached out, moving the narcissus in front of Luo Qingrong to a half-meter-high plant stand by the window. "In a large household like this, you should have many children and blessings. For a young lady like you, having more brothers means having more people to rely on in the future. It's just, alas..." Yet the one who ought to be bearing children showed no signs of it at all.

This had been the Empress's original plan. She simply hadn't expected that Tao Junlan was no pushover either, maintaining watertight precautions everywhere.