Chapter 162: Is This Blessing Even Legit?

After breakfast, the members of the Zhou family dispersed, but Cao Mang remained seated to continue eating for a while, as he genuinely lacked the strength to stand up.

Zhou Lichun could not help teasing, "Are you a pig? How is it that you can eat so much all of a sudden?"

The delicious breakfast tasted like chewing wax in her mouth. To avoid letting anyone notice anything amiss, she had only taken a few bites and had been wanting to leave for a long time.

It was only after Cao Mang had completely recovered...

Coupled with his own deliberate concealment, even though Achima had elevated him to a position second only to her own, very few people in the Bee Organization knew of such a mysterious second-in-command.

Normally, the mere coupling of the words "paparazzi" and "Han Fei'er" was enough to spark a sensational headline for Yong Ziheng, yet he unexpectedly saw it again right here in the hospital ward. His expression instantly turned icy, but he said nothing, simply sitting quietly off to the side.

"I originally planned to take my time looking around, but who would have thought I'd end up engaging in so many sparring matches right after arriving? Still, I've gained some insights, and I'll just go back now to digest them," Mo Tian said with a smile.

At the pitch-black end of the path, there seemed to be endless malicious intent, poisonous evil, and dead energy. Various negative feelings rolled in like a overwhelming tide, impossible to evade, making one feel as though they had been cast straight into the depths of hell.

Holding the Jade of Heshi in his hands, Qin川 glanced around once more, locking eyes with each person one by one, including Song Que.

"Shut your mouth!" Upon hearing the name Bi Xiuxin, Zhu Yuyan's expression instantly twisted into something hideous, her entire body trembling slightly.

"It's fine as long as the patriarch is alright, but why are the Great Elder and the others spreading rumors and causing chaos?" The Fourth Elder usually held the lowest status and had always been suppressed by the three elders. If it weren't for the fact that his son was one of Qingfeng's personal guards, Qingfeng would never have brought him along when leaving the snowy domain.

"Hey, Su Yu, what made you think of calling me?" From the direction of the East Sea came the voice of Shangguan Feng'er.

A flash of ghostly light swept past, and an invisible pressure enveloped the entire imperial mausoleum. Gu Lanyi hurriedly retreated; the scene before her was far too terrifying.

Whether the training and education for the successor of the Tana family crossed lines into inappropriate intimacy was something Tanaka Qiu could not say for certain.

"They're coming!" Within the pavilion, the sudden silence was broken as Feng Hao spoke in a low voice to Jun Chen, who was sitting quietly across from him.

Yet at that very moment, He Saihua and Pibao both noticed a vehicle closing in from behind, sending a jolt of alarm through the hearts of both.

As a newcomer arriving for the very first time, his reconnaissance skills clearly could not compete with an enemy that had entrenched itself and operated here for over forty years.

As Jinchanzi spoke, his palms began to glow darkly, and concentric ripples of an energy fluctuation—part Buddha-light and part tinged with a hint of demonic power—emanated outward.

In the very center of the living room, a young man of twenty-five or six was sitting on the sofa, sipping tea with refined deliberation.

His focus wavering for even a split second, his waist was pierced by a thread of "sentimental attachment." He hurriedly spun his wrist, bringing his scorching hammer crashing down to melt the fine thread.

Although spoken with seeming casualness, the words were clearly loaded with hidden meaning. The terrifying aura of Sword Thirteen instantly burst forth, suppressing everyone present to the point where they could barely catch their breath.

"Fifth Brother, did you find out which people the Liu family has also invested in as human slaves?" another elder sitting to the side inquired.

The ordeal was far from over. After Jinchanzi landed with a perfect parabolic arc, Ying Fei cursed under his breath as he rushed up again, sending him rolling all over the ground with a flurry of kicks.

Fred wore a look of utter disbelief. The man who could make Elsa frown had just surrendered like that? He had wanted to use the opportunity to observe Lin Feng's combat style, but this man certainly possessed unique traits; perhaps he simply didn't feel like fighting right now. As long as they were in the same academy, there would always be opportunities in the future.

Looking at the illusory figure before him, Xiao Feng raised an eyebrow. He could sense that the power residing in this avatar was not particularly formidable, roughly equivalent to that of a half-step Realm God expert at best.

If it were anyone else facing Lin Canghai's posture and hearing that tone, they might have genuinely turned around and walked away, but who were these three—Jiezi, Kidney Handsome, and Luo Bao?