Chapter 46: The Fate Is Yet Unsettled

"Lord Wen, it has been five years. Have you been well?"

The voice came from beside Wen Lun, yet no one was there to be seen.

Everyone else was searching for the speaker, but only Shen Hua could see. Just hearing the voice was enough to make the newly seated Wen Lun fidget with anxiety; he did not even dare to turn his head to see if anyone was truly beside him. His lips had turned pale, and a fine layer of cold sweat beaded on his forehead.

Shen Hua walked leisurely to Wen Lun's side and said casually:

Someone is breaking through the blockade at this hour, and has even blatantly crashed into and injured a police officer. This indicates that the people in the vehicle definitely have a problem, and a very big one at that. It is quite possible that Lü Guang is in that car.

Song Zhengting drove back, while Yu Niaoniao hid behind the door. Hearing the sound fade away, she then returned home.

The strength of the "Undertaker" was far too formidable; compared to him, even the "Terminator," who was originally not weak, paled significantly, let alone Wang Bing.

Upon hearing Stilwell's words, Du Yuming slammed his hand heavily onto the table, his fierce, tiger-like eyes glaring menacingly at Stilwell as he spoke.

At that time, Liu Yuanyang and Liu Yuanhang were both loyal fans of Buick sedans. Although their home textile business was flourishing, Liu Yuanyang's older brother, Liu Yuanhang, was a very low-profile figure who drove an older model LaCrosse. Not daring to overstep, Liu Yuanhang had instead purchased a newer model Regal.

With Zhang Jie by my side, things are truly much easier for me. Many matters do not require my instructions; Zhang Jie handles them perfectly on his own. With him around, I feel completely at ease.

"Do you really think you can inherit the power of your ancestors?" Huangfu Jicheng uninhibitedly hurled all sorts of sneers and taunts at Wang Bing, leaving him with no dignity whatsoever.

"So you are Uncle Gui's friends. It is nothing—just a chance encounter, a mere exertion of effort. Why are you all here in the back mountains?" Xiao Shan looked at Ah Gui and nodded, his demeanor returning to its habitual aloofness.

In the afternoon, I summoned Zhang Jie, Yuan Dong, and Ji Hui. The matter we discussed was none other than the Pan Gang and Boss Pan. For now, I had temporarily cast aside the affair with Wang Long; the most pressing issue at hand was how to extricate ourselves from the crisis posed by the Pan Gang.

Upon receiving the message of Wang Long throwing down harsh threats, not only did I feel no tension in my heart, but I even let out a sigh of relief. I was not afraid of Wang Long making a stir; what I feared was Wang Long remaining quiet. This inability to figure out what the other party was plotting truly made one feel deeply aggrieved and uneasy.

Liu Shouchai suddenly realized that from the beginning until now, one of the most primary characters was missing.

At that very instant, the old man in the blue robe swayed, let out a muffled groan with a complexion devoid of blood, and spat out a mouthful of fresh blood. His eyes were filled with terror, his aura plummeted instantly, and even the bone-fork immortal artifact before him grew much dimmer in radiance.

In this strange world entirely populated by bears, Duan Qingyan could only sit foolishly and chat with Qiu Kuang.

For Liu Shouchai realized that the so-called "Holy Tree"—the Fire-Warding Tree—was actually nothing more than a series of colossal detectors, and the flame trees were the last remaining hope surviving in this world.

Following Park Hee-keun back home, she left after dinner to allow Park Hee-keun and her family to enjoy a pleasant reunion. Three days later, Su Jinluo headed to an entertainment company in City C that collaborated with his company, borrowing their recording studio.

The Duan family not only possessed Duan Qingmei, a peerless genius whose millions of points secured first place without fail, but also had the foil of Duan Qingyan, the dark horse. The Duan family was ultimately the greatest victor.

Sensing Lin Feng's faint aura, Yin Wuhai was also secretly surprised. He had originally thought that under such a suicidal move, Lin Feng was bound to die without a doubt. He had not expected him to still be alive, but this happened to suit his wishes; if Lin Feng were truly dead, he wouldn't even have a way to vent his vengeance. The opponent being alive meant he could properly unleash his fury.

Furthermore, Heavenly Star Venerable remembered that when that four-palace Dou Di had slain that pseudo-Dou Zun, it had not required much effort. Presumably, he possessed the strength to fight even against a genuine early-stage Dou Zun of the first-layer spatial law rank level.