Chapter 70: Lin Hui’s Fury Knows No Bounds

It was lunchtime. Lin Hui sat in the car of the criminal investigation unit, eating the boxed meal he’d bought. He had followed Liu Lijuan all morning, noticing nothing unusual. To avoid being discovered, it should be He Zhen’s turn to take over the surveillance now.

Lin Hui glanced outside again, hoping He Zhen would arrive quickly so he could hurry to the hospital to visit his junior apprentice.

Finally, after Lin Hui’s anxious wait, He Zhen pulled up across the street in another unmarked car and gave Lin Hui an OK gesture. Lin Hui smiled, abandoned his meal, tossed the box into a nearby trash bin, and swiftly drove off toward the hospital.

Arriving at the hospital entrance, he thought of Fang Wenxuan, the foodie who recently hadn’t been able to eat anything. If they could find the Dragon Heart sooner, then all of them could leave this place earlier.

“Honorable Khan! Without all five treasures, I fear it may be difficult to unravel the mysteries of the Eternal Sky,” the envoy from the Eastern Island nation stood and asked.

“But a year ago, during a hunt, she was attacked by a long-tongued crawling beast and suffered grave injuries. Though her life was spared, her spine was broken in the fight, leaving her crippled,” Sister Jiao continued, her tone tinged with sorrow—a sadness akin to the lament of kindred creatures.

Before the Saber Regiment and Mai could react, and even before Mai could lower her raised hand, the front door of the bar was violently smashed open. Two combat vehicles barreled in from outside, and Zhang Ran immediately leapt with his team toward both sides of the dance floor.

Liu Yan stood up and smiled, disregarding all worries for the moment—first, she would savor the exquisite taste of the Splendid Mark.

Song Chunhua, hearing her mother-in-law’s words, quickly bowed her head to eat. She, too, had her doubts. Though her skills had improved by two levels compared to before, there was still nothing to show for it.

“Oh! Then it must be a rare wine in the world,” Kafu chuckled as he followed Wu Xiao into the distillery.

The rock began to shake violently, but in an instant, it cracked open, and a large hole appeared beneath our feet. In a flash, Old Geng and I plunged down.

The three exchanged smiles, stretched their limbs, and started sparring in the courtyard—three rounds of boxing until their bodies grew warm, then picked up three bamboo sticks to practice swordplay. Their strikes sliced through the air with force.

At the door of the Pine and Bamboo Studio, Mingde stepped down from the carriage. Before he even entered, laughter echoed from within.

The three assassins exchanged glances, unleashed a surge of fighting spirit into the water, and their figures vanished into the darkness.

Princess Zhaoyang saw Ouyang Suzuki smile at her and, raising her head arrogantly, assumed he was enraptured by her beauty and would support her. Yet her smile froze on her face as she watched Ouyang Suzuki silently walk toward Shangguan Feng.

Zhong Shan realized he was being dismissed and didn’t linger—he turned and left the director’s office.

But a forced union bears no sweetness. Only if Seven Kill consents willingly will this marriage be negotiable; otherwise, how can it be discussed?

The fluctuations of energy surrounding heaven and earth suddenly ceased, and even the robes wrapped around Long Tian stiffened, unmoving.

Princess Zhaoyang’s brazen provocation happened to ignite Shangguan Feng’s fighting spirit. Shangguan Feng was never a caged phoenix—she simply didn’t care to compete or seize.

There was also a terrifyingly large black fruit, its fragrance carrying faint hints of various fruits.

Luo Shunchen surveyed the situation and reached a conclusion—Yining must be pregnant, which explained why Ruyan was so furious.

Looking at the spirited Zhou Xijun, Ma Weiming merely smiled. Having followed him for so many years, he knew Zhou’s temperament well—too emotional, prone to dramatic highs and lows, incapable of great achievements. He sighed inwardly, unconsciously shook his feather fan, and returned to his steadfast state, unmoved as a mountain.

When the incense finished burning ten sticks, thirty-one people, including Zhou Tian, had already comprehended the technique. At that moment, the elder called out, then led the way out of the tent.

“The rules for the match are six vs. six. When three Pokémon on either side lose the ability to battle, the field will change. During the battle, the chief trainer’s Pokémon cannot be switched, but the challenger may freely change theirs.” The referee stepped into the arena, explaining the rules to Shinji.