Chapter 62: Welcome to the Thriller World (31)

Luke bit her lip, and with a voice on the verge of tears, she said, "A waiter with a key in her breast pocket went into the restroom. I was just chasing her."

Knowing full well how crucial the key was, Gao Yi hesitated for a moment before saying, "Let's go try it together."

Luke pressed her lips together and nodded firmly.

The two arrived at the entrance of the restroom. Gao Yi casually picked up a mop leaning against the wall, while Luke, too frantic to care whether it was clean, hurriedly grabbed another one.

Gao Yufeng took his employees and got into the company vehicle, driving toward the highway to reach the airport and wait for their boarding time.

Lin Ying pondered for a moment, remembering that Qilin had once mentioned serving an older brother of a ruler. Since he was a ruler, he must have been at least at the immortal level, or perhaps even a tier above that. Surely, someone capable of following such a figure would not have a cultivation base that was too low.

Opportunities must be seized in the entertainment industry. In the past, he seized opportunities to climb to the top, but later he was the one whose opportunities were seized by reporters looking to climb, ultimately leading to his elimination from the industry.

"Does Mr. Scia feel that this video is insufficient to convict you?" Jimmy's expression flickered, completely caught off guard by the refusal.

It was a misty, dawn-lit morning. While the abbot was meditating before the Buddha as per his routine, he suddenly heard the cries of an infant. Although the sounds were faint and indistinct, the cries were heart-wrenching, as if the child were suffering the most cruel and agonizing torment.

That was why she had been so overcome with excitement and euphoria upon catching a glimpse of the Frost Rabbit by chance, pursuing it like a madwoman.

Seeing that Song Lala had finally left, Zi Mo'er's tightly furrowed brows relaxed somewhat as she turned to question Mo Siqian and Ding Ling.

Fang Li's eyes lit up. "Are you saying we should go scout out the bottom of that estate tonight?" Didn't they say every man had a martial arts hero dream in his heart? Fang Li had admired those great heroes for a long time, especially the great hero Tian Boguang.

With a crisp snap, all nine heads of the Hydra fell to the ground simultaneously. The fiercely temperamental Hydra let out a sorrowful cry, its massive body crashing down heavily. Even if it had lost eight heads and been left with just one, this creature remained ferocious enough to be lethal; but with all nine heads severed at once, no amount of tenacity could save it.

Gradually, the people from both sides returned to their vehicles. Wen Pairong sat comfortably in the plush reclining seat, waiting for the boss to announce the next itinerary. Everyone was happy to tag along for the entertainment anyway, since they wouldn't be paying out of their own pockets—why not enjoy it?

Now, Yang Ruofeng's physical condition was genuinely fine, which practically cemented the narrative that the Demon Sect and Yang Ruofeng were "colluding as jackals from the same lair," jointly plotting to entrap sects like the Li family.

Even for a supreme powerhouse at the late stage of the Sword Emperor realm, a lifetime's worth of accumulated wealth probably amounted to no more than this.

Suddenly, a violent gale swept up behind Lin Ming, carrying countless ice crystals within it as it surged toward his opponent.

Having learned from Yi's lesson, none of the participating contestants dared to recklessly blast out dazzling rays of light again.

A-Niu led her to a deserted spot before stopping, involuntarily glancing once more at her alluring lips.

Feeling both aggrieved and infuriated, Huang Rong stormed off toward the direction where he had departed, flashed a middle finger behind his back, and then turned around to plant a fierce kick against the door of the Mercedes-Benz with a dull thud.

Jiang Feifei had previously mentioned that the stray cats of Binhai University had vanished almost overnight. Today, as Zhang Zian entered the university campus, the very first thing he saw right at the entrance was a stray cat lazily basking in the sun on the roof of the security guard's station.

"Who... who is it? What kind of person could do something so cruel?" she asked, fighting back the tears threatening to spill from her eyes.

Afterward, Yang Ruofeng interrogated Kong Desheng about the origin of the dark iron staff, had the Beep King step in to erase that portion of his memory, casually crammed a few medicinal pills down his throat, and tossed him out the window just as he was groggily regaining consciousness.

Ever since Gong Molian came into possession of a substantial amount of precious blood from Zi Lian, the mistress of the Demon Moon Palace, her hearing and vision had improved dramatically even though she had never practiced any martial arts, granting her the internal energy that ordinary people struggled decades to cultivate.