Chapter 55: Commencing the Work

Guo Junliang followed behind Su Yao, though he did not approach her immediately, as that would have looked too deliberate.

He went to pour a cup of water, and then, passing by her, carelessly spilled some on her clothes. "I'm so sorry, I'm so sorry, my hand slipped and I lost my grip. I have a handkerchief here for you to wipe it off."

Guo Junliang set down the cup and handed the handkerchief to Su Yao, maintaining a gentlemanly distance without offering to do it himself. "You should wipe it off. It's cold today, don't catch a chill."

Lowering her head, her scattered locks drifted downward, concealing even that faint trace of water stains. When she raised her head once more, her face was a mask of utter determination.

Meanwhile, Wang Jie was deeply coveting movement-type spiritual skills. After all, when traveling out in the world, one inevitably encounters formidable figures. At times like that, a high-tier movement spiritual skill would truly display its immense utility, leaving Wang Jie torn between the two options and unable to make a decision.

It seemed they were resorting to a strategy of relentless pestering. If the emperor refused to keep them, they would simply drag it out day after day. After all, as guests, surely the hosts could not just drive them away, right?

However, having stayed by Shen Yu's side for so long, why had she never heard anyone in the estate mention that he had been betrothed by imperial decree?

Zhongli Cong knew she was not joking now, but speaking in earnest. His words made him sense a resolve to fight to the death. He believed that if he were to deceive her by even a single word, she was fully capable of killing him.

Yun Xiao glared at him in exasperation. For a long time, she could not utter a single fiery word of rebuke, but instead, tears streamed down her face in torrents.

As for my quarters, they truly lived up to Xiao Ziling's words, appearing increasingly desolate. Whenever the empress came over to chat with me, she would fret over this matter, and seeing my indifferent attitude, she would lecture me all the more earnestly with words of profound advice.

The moment Wang Wen saw him stepping forward to be a hero, she hurriedly grabbed his hand, her pretty face filled with worry, stopping him from advancing further.

"My shopkeeper and I came to Shanxi to purchase goods, but I got lost because of my own carelessness, and somehow ended up wandering all the way here! I can't even figure out where this place is!" With that, Yang Xu casually fabricated a lie, putting on an expression of heart-wrenching remorse.

Hearing footsteps, Xuan Ming turned his head in vigilance. Seeing that it was Ming Long, he finally relaxed and turned back around. Ming Long walked over, sat down beside Xuan Ming, and followed his gaze toward the horizon. It was the sole remaining trace of twilight after the sun had sunk below the west, casting a faint, pale reddish hue against the deepening, encroaching dark.

"Is it precisely because you're afraid that you aren't going to save him? Otherwise, the next one to be swallowed up might just be me. Besides, Nangong Ling is hardly weak, yet he was swallowed up just like that." Tian Maisheng observed the changes in the flower, speaking with a callous indifference.

Although a hospital was a place of mixed company where gossip thrived, an assassin looking to openly murder a doctor within its walls would still have to carefully consider how to escape successfully afterward.

Just at that moment, "Ye-kun." A voice, too familiar to be mistaken, rang out in his ear.

"Hey, let's see what kind of effect the five of us can achieve when we join forces this time!" Po Hun declared.

The staff members who had accompanied him were there to go with him to Osaka to confirm the concert venue, while the actual team responsible for the music video shoot was an Osaka-based crew that had collaborated with Being on numerous occasions, though they would not arrive for a little while longer.

A sea-hawk sailing ship broke through the surging waves of the night-shrouded sea from north to south, unfurling its sails toward the direction of New Moon Island.

"No, no, we should find a teahouse first to drink a cup of tea and listen for news along the way!" Daoist Kongkong cast a sidelong glance at those arrogant soldiers. "If it were usual times, the likes of you would have gone to see the King of Hell long ago!"

"Surely your bed can't possibly be the same one I'm sleeping in!" Zhang Le said with a blank, stunned expression.

As Sang Hei delivered a kick to the White Tiger's head, Yin Li lunged forward, thrusting her sword straight into its cranium.

Deep within the woods, a large contingent of Fengdu soldiers was scattered about the trees. Without exception, every single one of them was on high alert, their faces etched with vigilance.