Chapter 38: Probing with Words

No matter what, I will absolutely... absolutely not give her up. This time, let's see who dares to stand in my way.

Everyone was filled with suspicion. What could have caused these nine giant flood dragons to meet such a miserable end within this abyss of the gaping maw?

Chen Wei had Chi Yan pull the security footage from the house. In the footage, around seven in the morning, Cheng Zhenghai came downstairs for breakfast, and after eating, he went back upstairs. By ten o'clock, the nanny came down from upstairs, panicked, and told the bodyguards that Cheng Zhenghai was missing.

"I think I'll pass; we aren't here to report our battle results to the mentors." Tang Chen refused with a smile, though he was complaining internally: While it was indeed wise to judge the situation as dire and immediately call for reinforcements when the incident occurred, could you really let us be the ones to say that?

Thermal imaging—that was clearly impossible. Don't forget how the living corpse larvae found the dead who were thrown into the "Graveyard."

Lu Feng was just about to say something when the phone on the desk rang. Lu Feng answered it; it was Wu Ling calling.

Unless you transcend the Heavenly Dao and place yourself beyond its reach, you will always be nothing more than a fish in the sea of suffering.

"Yes, I understand." Everyone in the room kept their heads lowered, knowing the temperament of their young master—capricious and volatile. Who would dare to offend him?

Being eaten by someone was, of course, impossible. Since that was the case, there must be something wrong with this space. Therefore, combining all the previous intelligence, Tang Chen deduced that there must be a hidden secret above the cliff.

Xiumu Tuo let out a cold snort, then fiercely slashed at Li Xiaoyi, knocking him away. At the same time, he swept his long blade through the air, shattering a bolt of lightning directly.

As for my relationship with her, I haven't quite figured out how to define it completely, but I vaguely feel that it is fine just the way she said. If we were to be together, I might lose such a wonderful best friend who treats me so well.

Suddenly, a shockwave tore through the air, and Li Xiaoyi’s figure charged toward them like a phantom...

The gunman turned his weapon and fired at Tiger. Tiger was hit in the chest, but he did not fall; instead, he reached out and grabbed the gunman's wrist.

She had wept over this regret thousands of times in her childhood. Now, as this sorrow, buried deep in her heart for years, was stirred up by Qing'e's crying, the sadness rushed in like a tidal wave. Before she knew it, her face was streaming with tears.

"Don't blame your uncle for meddling. Looking after one's own son isn't really meddling. I'll arrange it; I hope to see you two let go of your grudges and be together before I close my eyes for the last time." He said this at the end, squeezed my hand, and turned to leave the room.

"Shuya, didn't you say there was a classmate from Africa? Where are they?" After the introductions, Ling Xiao asked. He had to keep track of everyone in the house.

Biyu kicked open the gates of Xieyun Palace and ran like a gust of wind into the bathing pool in the inner hall. Too lazy to even take off her dress, she jumped in with a splash.

Mei'er stepped onto the flower-lined path, lake water streaming off her body and dripping onto the courtyard that had been silent for hundreds of thousands of years. She reached up to brush the droplets from her hair, turning them into a swirling mist.

"See those water weeds tangled in the propeller? Just clean them off," Zhao Junjie said coldly without even looking at him, then continued studying the blueprints in his hands.

Yet, deep down, she felt a sense of immense satisfaction and comfort, because her son was always thinking of her.

Qu Xiaoxiao rushed to the hotel after work to pick up two clients for dinner. She had a reason for arranging it this way: Dr. Zhao was on duty tonight.

And so, taking the newborn Jin Yexuan, she traveled alone to France and founded Caance.

"I didn't drive when I went out last night; I took Brother Wei's car. Are you going on a business trip today?" Andy had no intention of bringing up Fan Shengmei's drunken state from the night before.

"Who are you people?" At this, although Zhang Yuxin didn't move, she still asked the strangers.

Watching the black dot of his car disappear, she sank down onto the asphalt once more in helpless sorrow, covering her face and sobbing. She truly wished that all of this were a dream, and that when she woke up, the sky would still be just as blue.

Fan Shengmei had intended to snap back—what do you mean, what should we do? Serves them right, they deserve to rot in prison. But since it was the New Year, she held her tongue, left the doorway, and called her mother and Leilei into her bedroom. She closed the door, ignoring whatever was being said outside. She had something more important to do, which was to call Wang Bochuan.

Across from them, Princess Puyang and Pu Wu were also sitting in their original spots. In the dim corner, the eyes of Princess Puyang shone with a strange light.

Sister Milin, do you see? He is standing right in front of me now, truly here, finally under the same sky, finally able to talk like friends. If you were still here, you would be smiling happily, wouldn't you?

"Young Master, Young Master! I've bought the medicine for bruises and injuries; the Young Mistress will have enough to last at least several years..." Yuanbao came stumbling over.

A sharp, arrogant voice rang out from the back courtyard entrance. She was dressed in a beautiful, flowing gown, her figure graceful and lithe. At the age of sixteen, she should have been a vision of beauty, but her face, twisted with wanton arrogance, completely ruined it, presenting a truly repulsive sight.

"He doesn't have the ability to tunnel through the earth. Because he knew the locations of the informants, he avoided them ahead of time—who else would be able to see him?" Sun Xu speculated based on the situation.