Chapter 59

He would never let Zhuge go, for the sake of the victims of that explosion, nor would he let Chui Ming off, because Chui Ming had once tried to harm his mother. Beyond all that, however, what he wanted most to do was simply protect the people he cared about.

Meanwhile, in Stranglethorn Vale, Zhang Ming and his four companions were still laughing and questing, while members of the Blood-stained Dynasty guild were searching for them. Elsewhere, a large force from the Dynasty guild was rushing to Stranglethorn Vale to hunt down the Blood-stained Dynasty guild, and a massive battle was about to break out.

Ning Fan did not linger much longer and left the hospital promptly. He planned to return to the base to spend some time with Ye Zi, having promised her as much earlier.

"That being said, do you happen to know what kind of bamboo this is?" Song Qi chuckled, stroking the emerald green leaves of the bamboo.

Before long, Liu Chengyin began to pant softly. Arching her body, she tried her best to accommodate Qin Mu'an.

"Don't you worry. By the way, this Observer Krush uses spells from all schools and can also heal, so make sure you interrupt him the moment you see him casting a heal." Zhang Ming had no choice but to cast a shield on Li Chong while giving him instructions.

Even if the array's power was not enhanced, once its structure was made solid, attempting to modify or improve it would be infinitely more difficult than before.

Ye Xin, standing beside Lin Qian, watched the latter direct operations in the national war mode and felt she benefited immensely, learning a great deal.

"Though he possesses some talent, he has yet to mature and still requires guidance from you all." Though He She was delighted inwardly, outwardly he appeared extremely modest, while Chu Zhi beside him smartly cupped his hands in a salute.

That left only purchasing them, and doing so from an enemy state. To buy such a massive amount of grain from an enemy country without absolute strength and means was simply impossible. The other princes were each allocated five million taels, meaning that even someone like Qin Muyi, who never concerned himself with such matters, could have his subordinates procure five million catties of grain for him.

"Your only role is general manager of Hairui Entertainment. Since when does my personal life become something for you to point fingers at?" Yi Jiazhen said coldly.

Murong Chen gave a playful smile and, deciding to drop the teasing, recounted the entire matter to her from beginning to end.

Fang Zhengyan certainly did not believe Bai Yundong possessed such a carefree temperament. That man loved to compete with him over everything; how could he possibly be so detached and indifferent? Still, he said nothing at the moment, because he had finally realized why the person on the boat felt so familiar to him—it turned out to be him.

"Found it." Le Tian sank down a considerable distance, his Dragon-Singing Sword striking a hard object. Reaching out to feel it, Le Tian realized it was an earthen jar.

Meanwhile, Chaolu calmly exchanged a glance with Jun Wunian, signaling him to take Helian Buqi away amidst the chaos while those sect leaders had temporarily lowered their guards. Because something was amiss with Helian Buqi's condition, the movements of those puppeted corpses gradually grew sluggish.

"I'm in the dorm watching TV series online; I have nowhere else to go," Yang Yanyan replied cheerfully over the phone.

"Yo, our university professor has finally decided to show his face?" As soon as Xia Yifeng walked in, a tall man sitting somewhat slouchily inside was the first to call out.

Tong Ran stood by the massive floor-to-ceiling window of Yi Jiazhen's lounge, admiring the scenery outside while sighing at capitalist extravagance. She knew Hairui Entertainment was the largest talent agency to date, and the moment she stepped into the Hairui Entertainment building, she felt an air of prestige unlike any other company.

"Big brother!" Feng Yin cried out in sheer disbelief, as if she no longer recognized the blood-related brother she lived with day in and day out.

"We are near the edge of the third mountain. Why are you asking this? Instead of wasting time with so much nonsense, you'd better go search for the whereabouts of the Flying Eagle Special Forces. Let me tell you, you must find them in the shortest time possible, or else we're all going to be dead."

Glancing at the list for Class 3 next door, Xu Cheng immediately spotted Yu Yu right at the top, which instantly filled him with apprehension.

Unfortunately, her inner anxiety and nervousness caused You Shiyi's hands to tremble uncontrollably. Tucking her hair behind her ear took several attempts, and the stray locks slipping down her face made her look rather haggard.

As he closed the distance, Shen Yunchu felt the goosebumps on her skin multiply. She refused to believe this was a mere coincidence; he must have deliberately come to waylay her.

As long as they caught the eye of these individuals, it would be enough to secure unimaginable business opportunities and networking resources for these socialites' families.

"This isn't your first time either. I heard from Fatty Hu that when you participated in *Birth of a Superstar*, you were basically half-lip-syncing with some pre-recorded vocals mixed in anyway. Since you have acting skills, people probably won't even notice if you mime. Just listen to what you sang—honestly, it's at best mediocre KTV level."

Faced with the murderer's struggle and curses, the arriving man merely yawned as if deeply bored.

Yet if one's own reservoir of knowledge was inadequate, those memories would no longer suffice a dozen years down the line.

Chen Shaorong simply ignored it. As for Wenwen—well, Wang Jingwen isn't the only one who can be called Wenwen; there could be Wang Wenwen, Zhang Wenwen, Li Wenwen, and so on.

Provided his family's safety was guaranteed and he had spare capacity to rescue other strangers, Ji Yun would never refuse.

Fan Ruohai was already past thirty; though only thirty-two, he was no longer qualified to participate in the White Tiger Wind and Cloud Tournament.

"Xi..." Wasn't the person sitting on the sofa none other than Dugu Lingxi, the very one Mu Meng least wanted to see at this moment?

Thus, while Yang Yang roared with blazing fury, Ji Han's eye twitched violently. Deep within his pupils, it was as though something had been locked onto, constantly contracting and expanding.

"Brought back from the depths of the Ruins Realm after a narrow escape from death, right?" Qin Tian cut off the old man.

Ling Xia retrieved the dagger and waved it about, saying, "I happened to spot something belonging to an old acquaintance, so I came to take a look."