Volume 1, Chapter 53: The Autumn Banquet

A gentle breeze swept across the earth, leaving the water's surface undisturbed.

Ning Yunshu paused in her steps, casting a sideways glance at the person beside her.

Those words just now felt like an auditory hallucination.

To think anyone would use such terms to describe her.

Brave, devoted, a hero among mortals...

"Hmph." Ning Yunshu could not help but laugh.

"Mr. Chen, it was indeed wrong of us to covet the evolution fluid in your hands this time. We are willing to offer compensation, and we hope you will no longer pursue this matter!" Silver Eyes cupped his fists, his attitude exceedingly respectful.

Jiang Yi used the fingers of both hands and still failed to count the number of his sisters-in-law, grumbling indignantly all the way to the competition venue.

"Go quickly, hurry." As Lian'er finished kowtowing, a voice suddenly echoed in her spiritual consciousness, filling her with sudden joy. The voice belonged precisely to her master, who was telling her to leave and had even lifted the restrictions on her. Naturally, she understood what this meant; serving him like a beast of burden for a century was, of course, no longer counting.

However, upon seeing the strange look in Red Silk's eyes as she gazed at Wang Chen, a tight sensation gripped her heart for no apparent reason, making her feel quite displeased. She immediately stepped forward to interrupt their conversation.

Had he forgotten? Had he forgotten how he had humiliated a dignified, heavyweight guest in the car?

This naturally provided immense convenience for their operation. Likewise, once he made the intelligence public, even Ye Chongying himself was deeply shocked.

Such a magnificent treasure lay hidden within her own body, yet she had failed to make good use of it, treating it like a mere time bomb instead. What a terrible waste of heaven's gifts.

If you possessed x-ray vision like Guy from Qiantian No. 18, or the earth-burrowing ability of the turtle-man Zhao Mengxuan, you would see that deep underground, a fourth-generation pangolin king, a fourth-generation furry mole king, and a third-generation fat vole king were tunneling their way beneath the Beast King's throne to converge here.

When Tohka finally awakened from the wondrous scenery, she found herself facing Silver Crimson City, the two of them seemingly already immersed deep within that breathtaking landscape.

Tang Chuan was in a daze at that moment, staring at the utterly desolate world before him. This was the place where the teleportation array had brought him. With a single glance, the young master was reminded of the Ghost Valley Realm—the same ash-gray skies and the complete absence of human habitation in any direction.

"No, I haven't, I really haven't. I don't even have a way to contact him, how could I possibly contact you?" Upon hearing Hualin's reply, Yang Shiming froze, then immediately denied it.

Finally, information regarding Xiang Nan was found among the regular passengers, only to be informed that he was currently at a local hospital in City H.

Consort Yao blocked Su Ranhuaf's path. Judging by her expression, it seemed as though she had been waiting specifically for Su Ranhuaf.

Though she did not understand why an outsider like her was given such a wonderful opportunity, the department head's words had truly struck a chord in Shuchi's heart.

The old man had already turned around, as if unable to bear the sight before him, yet he still spoke with an air of effortless grace.

Gu Yanfei could not hold back her tears, which fell directly into the bowl. She gulped down the soup without paying him any mind, lay down, turned her back to him, and closed her eyes tightly.

Hearing Aunt Xiang recount those perilous experiences of the past, she could not be certain that leaving this place would truly be safe.

"I'm not leaving. Why should I listen to you? I'm not your prisoner!" Seeing Zhou Ze and Xiao Haotian at such loggerheads because of her, Ling Dongwu blamed Xiao Haotian for not distinguishing between right and wrong, and kept struggling as Xiao Haotian pulled her large hand along.

The old man beside Lei Yu asked with a wooden expression, though a trace of curiosity could not be entirely concealed in his eyes.

Initially, she had never intended to hold Yiping for long; she had merely hoped the refugees trapped in the mountains could cross the river from here. It was only after Yiping City fell into her hands that greed took root within her, making her wish to occupy this place so as to secure a bridgehead for the refugees north of the river to move south.