Chapter Thirty-One: Filth and Decay
On second thought, that didn't seem right either. If something had truly been discovered, they shouldn't have let him prattle on in the livestream for so long, should they?
Du Lao-San shook his head, feeling it was utterly ridiculous. He couldn't understand why he was even dwelling on such things.
He wondered where she got the confidence to boast that the child would return safely—truly, ignorance is bliss! This only served as further proof that the "sucker" he had picked this time was also an unreliable master.
Qiong Fei’s handsome face made him look like he was only in his early thirties, but in reality, he was a werewolf who had lived for hundreds of years. Unlike ordinary humans, his kind enjoyed an incredibly long lifespan.
"Luo Luo is a good person; she won't kick," Si Moyan said, looking at her with eyes full of absolute trust.
Nanami Hashimoto had just finished organizing the wine cabinet and immediately went out to receive the A3-grade beef that had just been air-shipped from Kobe.
With the Governor stepping in, face had to be given, and the other wealthy tycoons began to grasp the situation. Where exactly did these messy, unidentified people come from? Detective Lei was naturally well-informed, but even he wasn't very clear about the people from Taiwan.
Seeing this, Nangong Yumo's face turned even redder. She cursed Mu Ge in her heart. If it weren't for this bastard, how could she have ended up in such a sleazy place? Filled with resentment, she dug her nails into Mu Ge's palm.
Thinking of that man with his long white beard and weathered face, Qing Yu couldn't help but chuckle.
Even in Yun Zhongtian, things like "gu" poisons were feared by everyone, yet remained an exceptionally rare and mysterious existence.
Lady Shen paused for a moment, genuinely unable to recall who this Marquis of Beiwei was. After all, Lu Changyao hadn't appeared in the capital for a full eight years! However, even without knowing who the Marquis was, the title alone was enough to stun Lady Shen instantly.
Yet, he had always been helping everyone by devising strategies. As the leading military advisor in the Demon Realm, a man who could be valued by someone as arrogant as Lou Junyao was certainly no ordinary person.
If she had known there would be an audience today, she would have at least tidied herself up. She had been so exhausted and terrified at noon that the sweat on her face had dried without her even having a chance to wash it off.
Still, he couldn't help it; he found her quite adorable. Other than leaving him speechless, he surprisingly couldn't bring himself to dislike her.
Although he had successfully brewed a bottle of recovery potion, Jiang Cheng didn't take it out or brag about it. After all, what could he say? That an apprentice had managed to brew a recovery potion in just three days?
However, most of this was just rumor, and few people believed it. Yet, as the gossip spread, more people began to waver, and with malicious actors fanning the flames, it seemed as though everyone had become convinced that the Sword of Kingship had been stolen.
They didn't speak to state their position, but their eyes remained fixed on Xiao Yuqing, seemingly worried that Lu Yang was only after her wealth.
Lu Zhiyu was certain that if he hadn't blocked access to the zero-dimensional channel and forbidden all living beings within the Maria World from drawing source energy, this Tree of Life would have long since used its powerful consciousness to connect to the channel and embark on an evolutionary journey, just like the Zerg Queen.
"Holy Light Annihilation!" At this moment, Qi Wei finally unleashed a terrifying attack. A sea of holy light erupted from his body, madly engulfing Roy.
The clan leaders were in heated discussion. When they spoke of Lu Yang, they were filled with admiration, fear, and a lingering sense of anxiety.
This glass had gathered the sunlight, but it had also channeled in the baleful energy along with it. For an ordinary mortal to sit here constantly, death was inevitable.
Hu Weidong had already spread the news of Zhao Xueying's accident, and the county leadership was now essentially aware of the situation.
After hearing this, Lu Ling still looked at the fighting Mo Tianxie with a flushed face, though her thoughts had already drifted to who knows where.