Chapter 32: Why Do You Smell So Much Like a Dad?

Song Qingli glanced at Xu Yunzhu and then at the cigarette in her hand.

“You used to need one even if you had a bad cold, Qiao, be honest—are you secretly trying to live healthier behind our backs? That young model you left with last time, did she leave you wanting but unable?”

Xu Yunzhu was startled, feeling as if he had suddenly stumbled upon some juicy gossip.

Pei Qiao with a young model? And left with her?

Xu Yunzhu wore the face of an old man on the subway staring at his phone.

The competition had entered its final round. One contender from the German Empire, a burly man with a full beard, excelled in military hand-to-hand combat. In short, his repertoire was vast, but his main style was military boxing.

Though she tried her best to remain calm, she couldn’t help feeling nervous. After all, her Sea God Tribe had once been the greatest clan of Luo Sea, but now, fallen from grace, she feared whether the Luo Water Tribe would seize the opportunity to bully them.

The chance finally came, just two nights ago. Xixi invited her out for drinks and a heart-to-heart. She pretended to hesitate, then agreed. In truth, she had concealed a pair of scissors in her sleeve, waiting only for the right moment to draw them and carry out her assassination.

“By the way, Uncle Jiraiya, Minato’s getting married—what gift are you planning to give?” Kato Hawk asked. Seeing Jiraiya, he couldn’t help but think of the wedding between Minato Namikaze and Kushina Uzumaki.

“It’s such a long journey, isn’t it? We came all the way from Mount Putuo! So, how about it? I heard you found the seven-tiered pagoda of Rahman the Tower Keeper?” Butterfly took off her sunglasses, her face radiant with cheer.

“What kind of job needs to be done at night? And pays so well?” Mei Terumi looked utterly unconvinced.

Golza’s expression at this moment, upon seeing Shi Lei, seemed surprised, as if he had encountered his old nemesis Ultraman Tiga. After a frenzied roar, Golza stomped forward, shaking the ground, charging toward Shi Lei like a porcupine.

His sharp senses picked up that alongside the fragments shining nearby, there were also several black shards present.

When the battle ended, on the night of their return, Gao Changgong suddenly vanished from the military camp. However, because it was late at night, no one noticed.

Gu Hai spoke, thinking of his sister’s hard work over these days, and the transformation of their family’s fortunes, and he could not help but burst into tears.

Gu Shibaniang closed her eyes, feeling a warm glow in her heart. Her lips curled up, realizing that perhaps these days were quite good. Gone were those people and those affairs. She had her mother, her brother, and a livelihood secured—this, truly, was enough.

Madam Nian saw Hui Zhu respond demurely, so she couldn’t find another excuse to press further. She raised her brows and went over.

Wu Yunzhu? Consort Tong said, “Sister, do you remember the ‘accident’ at the Mid-Autumn family banquet that nearly caused you harm?” I nodded slightly, suspecting I knew what she was about to say.

Hui Zhu had essentially been raised single-handedly by Su Xin. Now, seeing a broad openness in Hui Zhu’s gaze, it felt as though she had returned to her cheerful self before marriage. Hearing such words, her gloom was swept away, and she couldn’t help but chuckle. “My lady, how could you tease me so?”

Hui Zhu stared blankly at Yin Zhen’s series of actions, her mouth parted as if to speak, when suddenly the world spun, and she found herself pressed against the chaise longue. She needed no further thought to understand Yin Zhen’s intention, yet she couldn’t grasp how a moment ago there was suppressed anger, and now it had turned into marital intimacy.

The laughter among the crowd grew even more boisterous. These two children seemed to say anything and be done with it. Happily, they played with the Golden Lotus lantern in their hands, while the godly carousel lantern was neglected and tossed to the guards.

“Old Dragon, can you handle the pressure of ten thousand times gravity?” Seeing the Dragon Emperor so eager, the Soul Devouring Beast frowned at him, looking deeply troubled.

Before the words had faded, those strange beasts swarmed toward Zuo Junlin and the others. In an instant, screams filled the air. In the face of celestial-level beasts, human cultivators of Mortal, Spirit, even Earth rank were utterly powerless. Only Zuo Junlin and Gu Xinan could withstand them, barely.