Chapter 29: I Miss You

When Si Yao hurriedly arrived at the hospital, almost everyone from the Xing family was already there. Xing Ke, his eyes red, looked at her. Was it really that bad?

Si Yao pushed through the crowd and found her grandmother near the entrance to the operating room. No matter how well someone aged, an accident could make them look ten years older overnight. Seeing how her grandmother had withered in a single night, Si Yao felt a sting in her nose and crouched down to comfort her softly.

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The incident of Yi Meng’s hospitalization had barely been suppressed when another scandal broke out, this time even more severe. Yi Meng herself appeared in a video, flinging accusations and spreading rumors about Xia Qiyue.

Soon after, Aman publicly exposed what Qin Huilan had done, how she had ruthlessly snatched away Su Rou’s last hope of survival. Not long after the two left, the bartender noticed a phone with its screen still lit up on their table. He was startled for a moment; when he looked up again, the two were gone.

He, Ye Ting Shen, would never allow anyone to meddle under his very nose. Even if this time Shi Ran hadn’t been harmed, it was still unacceptable.

This hero could be called the mother of all AD champions; as long as the Q landed, she would leap in with her ultimate and hack away mercilessly. In fact, Left Hand himself had played this champion before and was certainly proficient.

At this moment, Qi Fengyu’s figure reappeared in the Jade Pool, standing before him once more.

With a solution to save nearly ten thousand miners, Lian Chongrui felt much relieved. Seeing Luo Hua deep in thought, he simply scooped her up in his arms.

Thus, she missed hearing from Li Xiuzhu about Zhou Yuan’s phone call to her the previous night.

Luo Hua summoned a firefly, letting it coil around the cross-shaped wound. To ensure the firefly’s powerful aura didn’t suppress the myriad-devouring ghost, she deliberately restrained its presence.

Of course, such disparity could not intimidate Chen Xiao, nor would it make him back down. Back when he wasn’t even an Emperor, Chen Xiao dared to face off against the Heavenly Emperor—a true gulf between heaven and earth. Now, the only difference between him and the Celestial Spirit Emperor was accumulation, and thus he cared little.

Tu Ming, upon seeing Lei Doudou and Li Qian’er, was just about to enter when he heard Xuanxuan’s cries from inside the dilapidated temple. At once, he dashed in.

“Open!” Tu Ming tried to activate it, and with a rustle, the purple vines suddenly unfurled, transforming into a shower of violet dewgrass that filled the entire space, bringing life to a place that had been shrouded in death.

“Is that so? That’s wonderful.” Ying Jian, utterly weak, fainted the moment he finished speaking.

“Of course. When I was young, I worked in Henan and once saw a monk punch straight through a half-inch iron plate with my own eyes.”

Though Lin Kuan was always talkative, he was quick-witted as well. Rising, he said to Ji Tiejun, “Director Ji, I’m about done here. Why don’t you chat for a bit longer?”

“Later on...” Nalan Zijian’s face turned pale, as if he’d sunk into a terrifying memory. “At her second birthday banquet, she was stolen away.”

A rift ten zhang long tore through the night, thunderclouds churning within, the crackling of thunder unceasing, and silver serpents of lightning darted back and forth, carrying a warning of peril.

The corner of Wild Ox’s mouth curled into a cold, mocking smile.

“Let Ying go!” Mu Feng sprang forward, kicking at Moonlight, who dodged the blow by stepping back twice.

For a moment, time seemed to freeze, everyone around standing stunned.

Everything had gone unexpectedly smoothly, but he’d just learned that the four top guilds had been ambushed during their retreat, suffering significant losses.

“So powerful!” I exclaimed. Even the old Ghost King honored him as ‘Ancestor’—wasn’t that on par with the legendary Earth Treasury Ancestor?