Volume One, Chapter 29: It Can Only Be Her

However, Liu Zhen and the others were unaware of Hao Chen’s inner thoughts, still believing he was merely making excuses.

Just then, I felt a wave of dizziness, and my vision immediately plunged into darkness as I drifted into a deep sleep. I do not know how long I slept, but when I finally awoke, the night was already filled with stars. Since the lights in the rental room were off, the room remained shrouded in shadows.

When Abao struggled to his feet, it drew a round of laughter. Looking closely, one could see that Abao was covered in dust and grime, looking utterly wretched. Liu Yang, clearly determined to beat a man when he was down, would never give Abao a chance to catch his breath. He immediately rushed forward with Mo Huang, intent on forcing Abao off the ring.

After Dabao finalized the contracts and loans, he first brought together the skilled craftsmen in the village, paying them wages to take charge of building the factory.

"Look closely," Li Qing said, his eyes fixed intently on the distant water column. "Feng Haoran’s position today isn't just due to his own strength; it’s because he commands a near-invincible army of formations. This is a legacy left by his ancestors, a power comparable to immortal arts!"

From the incident with Liu Manzhu, the villagers reached a conclusion: once discovered by Zhao Gongyuan and taken away by the militia to the Public Security Bureau, one would never return. Everyone feared they would share Liu Manzhu’s fate.

She did not turn around. She knew clearly that it was Liu Manzhu—her beloved husband—who had come to call her from behind.

She had only accompanied Guo Ming today to negotiate a deal. As the deputy sales manager of the Shi Hong Pharmaceutical sales department, she usually attended client meetings to handle the negotiations, while Guo Ming was there only to finalize and sign the contracts.

Early on the morning of the Lunar New Year, Lin Yujiao rose. Today, she had to pay her respects to Old Father Li and Mother Li, and shortly after, her husband would have to go pay his respects to his teachers.

Then, as the head slowly surfaced, long black hair parted in the middle, revealing a pale face from between the strands.

These low-level ghosts were extremely fragile; as long as one possessed a strong will, they were rendered useless. Furthermore, they had many natural enemies, such as direct sunlight, high levels of human activity, and strong electromagnetic interference—which is why ghosts fear the sun.

It took a long while for Liao Chen to recover from his intense excitement. When he looked toward Yuan Zhan, he saw that he had fully relocated the formation platform and the spirit pool, which were now floating in the void.

After completely devouring the icy blue remnant blood, Liao Chen channeled the moonlight of the Cold Moon, which poured instantly upon Hou Yu. A surge of freezing energy erupted, threatening to encase him in ice. Not only that, but within it lurked a scorching intensity, like molten lava, seeking to melt him and placing Hou Yu in a life-or-death crisis.

The three brothers drank together, and the side dishes were plentiful. Su Zhan sat to the side, listening to their conversation.

However, the affairs of the Wu family gave them pause. Yun Cang had previously informed Li Lingyang and Dong Yan of the various conflicts between Wu Wenbin and Wu Tangyu, making the two feel that this trip was somewhat suspicious. Still, they said nothing; the affairs of these powerful, wealthy families were not for soldiers to meddle in.

The police captain cast a puzzled look at the two who had suddenly fallen silent, then retracted his gaze, closing his eyes for a moment to conserve his energy.

Liao Chen merely glanced at the elderly man, only to be deeply drawn in by his eyes. He found himself involuntarily immersed, as if his mind were colliding with the elder’s, feeling the weight of the ages within them.

Hearing Zhang Meihua say, "Yes, exactly like that," Li Su suddenly felt extreme terror and looked in the direction she was pointing.

Xu Feng flew out upon impact, dragging a long trail across the ground. He wiped the blood from his mouth and let out a laugh.

Although every attack from Ye Ningbing lacked overwhelming force or destructive power, the cold energy contained within each strike made it very difficult for Bu Song. His attacks were significantly hindered, and he struggled to unleash his full strength, forced to divide his focus to resist the encroachment of this eerie chill.

"Jiang Yi, you have now obtained the internal selection order. If there are no issues, come with us to the Divine Palace," the Nine-Star Lady said.

After the weeping came the laughter. Zhou Chu was overjoyed. The backbone of Fubang remained unshaken during the crisis, and the majority of the staff chose to stand firm. Especially the management; not a single one had left.

"Are you getting up?" Bi Ru, who had not followed Mu Ximei, looked down at Cui Mei, who was sitting on the ground with a deathly pale face. Unable to bear it, she reached out a hand.

Seeing the scene, those sitting at the table with Yao Dahai felt their scalps tingle and a chill run down their spines. Yang Lefan, sitting beside Yao Dahai, realized the man truly had a penchant for men and quickly changed his seat, moving far away.

Li Hao followed along, his eyes sweeping over Li Chaotian’s aged face. His heart stirred slightly when he noticed the old man nod gently at him. Li Hao quickly said, "Hello," very politely. Even though he should have addressed the old man as grandfather, his throat felt tight, and he could not bring himself to say the word.

"This is no hallucination. This is Da Niu’s herb garden. Hehe, that’s right, it's called the Ten-Perfect Flowing Light Tower," Mu Hongling said, pointing to the tower-shaped earring on Li Daniu’s left ear.

Thinking this, Lin Hanxi gradually became drowsy, eventually succumbing to sleep. Even in her final moment of clarity, she reminded herself to sleep lightly and remain alert for when Leng Wuchen might leave.

Lin Hanxi smiled and took her leave. For the first time, Lin Guozhang watched her with an appreciative gaze. As he watched her slender figure retreat, his eyes grew distant and thoughtful.

"Everyone, there is no need to hold this position to the death! If we continue like this, two more rounds of javelin attacks will completely collapse our defensive formation. Charge and kill the enemy! We cannot remain sitting ducks like this!" Du Fuwei shouted.

A playful smirk appeared on the corner of Leng Wuchen’s mouth. Could it be that the problem lay with the lotus cakes after all?

Perhaps Chu Younan was too easygoing tonight, or perhaps he had not referred to himself as "this prince," but for a moment, Su Bei forgot himself and treated him merely as a teammate.

Only after the other three had walked far away did Shoggoth sit up from the ground, looking as if it were waking from a dream. Seeing that everyone around was gone, a look of confusion clouded its eyes.