Volume 1, Chapter 43: The Dine-and-Dash Scoundrel

Those permitted on the second floor were either extremely wealthy or of noble status. Upon witnessing the luxurious decor of the restaurant and tasting its culinary creations, they one after another decided to apply for membership cards.

The gloomy precipices tower level with the heavens, where dark cranes circle, still hesitating to fly. Deng Ai wrapped himself in felt and descended from here; who could have known Zhuge possessed such foresight?

Nothing could stop the birth of great works, even when those people spared no effort in the past to smear, ridicule, and revile them.

Yet as time passed, Li Tian gradually entered a most wondrous sensation. Within his own spiritual world, a palm materialized, and he could actually perceive a sense of touch. However, this tactile sensation did not belong to any part of his physical body; it was as if another organ had appeared out of thin air, which was truly marvelous.

At this thought, Xue'er traced a circle in front of Jia Nanfeng with the Silver Dragon Seven-Treasure Saber, and then pointed the blade toward Wei Xuan.

The takeout order consisted of a large portion of spicy hot pot chicken, which Wu Jian and Zhang Chuolan began to eat with great relish—it was fiery, satisfying, and delicious.

The crew members on the ship wore national flags pinned to their chests so that their nationalities could be identified. Most of them spoke only English, a few were Chinese staff members, and an extremely small number were from South Korea. During the final days aboard, I did not spot a single Japanese crew member. They were exceptionally friendly and courteous, taking the initiative to step aside and greet guests whenever they crossed paths, offering a smiling nod. It was evident they had undergone very rigorous training.

Wei Guan secretly instructed his adopted son, Wei Yue, to keep a close eye on Prince Jia's estate, and to report to him immediately upon discovering evidence that Jia Chong had murdered the father of the empress.

"Third Brother!" He rushed straight to the bedside, his trembling hand reaching out to gently touch Er Gou.

Sword One narrowed his brow slightly, glared at Chen Qingzhi with resentment, and said, "If you refuse a toast only to be forced to drink a forfeit, then since matters have come to this, I can no longer spare you!"

The alternative outcome felt more like Yao Xiao gambling with his very life, wagering that at the deepest depths of the blood pool lay a condensed blood-essence stone.

At the police precinct, Captain Li's work finally made some progress. Those damned scoundrels of the Water Snake gang had actually set up their transit stronghold on the outskirts of Yan City—to be precise, right at the border between Yan City and City A.

Su Mi carefully surveyed the room and found the spare key to the front door inside the bedside table of the master bedroom.

"Exactly! You are right! The Master Divine Artisan would never allow the Samsara Stone to fall into the hands of the Blue Star race! Even if there were a one-in-a-million chance, he would never take that risk!" Ye Zhen's eyes snapped open, blazing with brilliant light as he spoke with an unusually resolute tone.

This was Yanjing after all, a place with abundant police forces and the highest concentration of out-of-town tourists. Patrol officers circulated through the vicinity every night, so police personnel appeared on the scene almost instantly.

Helpless, she halted her steps as she followed closely behind Sheng Ge, skirted around to the other side of Nie Luodi, and obediently sat down.

"Among the many parties that contacted us yesterday about cooperation, how many are still willing to proceed?" Xu Zhi asked.

"Going out for a look is harmless, though I wonder where you intend to go?" Long Yinxuan continued sipping his tea without even lifting his eyelids.

"It's him! Why didn't I think of it until you mentioned it? He must be the one who harmed my baby!" Zhou's father grew somewhat agitated, grabbing Wu Dao by the hand.

Hearing the voice, the man looked toward the car and his gaze lit up fiercely upon seeing Wang Jiayi poking her head out of the window. "Well, well! I never expected such a beauty was hiding in the car!" With that, he strode toward the vehicle.

"Hmph, do you think having a high cultivation realm makes you so remarkable?! No matter how high it is, you can never be a match for our Blood-Soaked Hall Master. You'd better surrender the mineral vein early!" the celestial being sneered coldly. Although terror gripped his heart at the sight of my cultivation, the thought of the Hall Master instantly overrode his fear of me.

"O passionate fire sprites, lend me your power! Elements of flame, under the guidance of the spirits, transform into an irresistible, shattering explosive inferno!" Lucy began to chant her final spell. This incantation was a formidable blazing explosion technique, one that even a Sword Saint would not dare to take lightly.