Chapter 196: Deal Done

Xu Yanchen pulled her hand over, gently massaging her red, rope-burned wrist. "I have the resources Smith wants. He's the one who invited me here."

Lin Lu gave a desolate smile. "So, you are the distinguished guest."

Xu Yanchen stroked her head and let out a breath. "Fortunately, it's not too late."

...

Hua Qingyan spoke in an aggressive and pressing manner, but her tone suddenly shifted halfway, revealing an extremely sarcastic smile.

"Boss Landlord, look at how Wang Hao is bullying me," Lily said with tearful eyes, looking at Jessica, hoping she would uphold justice for her.

One of them, perhaps overcome with anger, walked straight up to Ying Ze, raised his hand, and delivered a fierce slap across his face.

However, Yun Ze's driving skills were quite exceptional. When it came to bumper cars, it was a piece of cake for him, so he started up to his old tricks. He maneuvered behind An Ran, and taking advantage of her inattention, stepped hard on the accelerator and crashed squarely into her with a loud bang.

Thinking that she was in for a rough time tomorrow, Ye Minghen felt a mixture of guilt and incomparable satisfaction.

It was all Li Zhannan's fault. Wu Qiong had already agreed to her terms, and she had intended to step down, but he suddenly burst out. Not wanting him to know about the deal between her and Wu Qiong, a guilty conscience made retreating and dodging him her instinctive reaction.

Ye Minghen could not help but chuckle. The porcelain spoon in his hand dropped back into the bowl, and he pulled out a handkerchief to wipe Lan Nuanyu's mouth.

"As expected, Lan Nuanyu without her memories is still the same—indifferent to everything that doesn't directly concern her," Ye Minghen muttered, breaking out in a cold sweat.

Zhang Hanwei and the other two opponents returned to their own team, and the older brother was still lecturing his third sister.

That's right. Earlier, he had met with Wu Shiqi, and it was he who had quietly handed the replica over to Wu Shiqi. As for the genuine Flowing Fire Locust, it was now with Wang Xuanqing.

The majestic internal energy gathered within her body transformed into a ferocious attack. Streams of golden light radiated from Consort Yan, illuminating the endless night as brightly as day.

"Got it, such a cheesy thing to say!" Yang Liuer was clearly smiling, yet for some reason, a stinging sensation rose in her nose.

Upon hearing his explanation, Su Rong also smiled. "So you're saying your steamed bun-making skills are quite good." Only she had ever made steamed buns for him twice in the spatial realm, and his technique had indeed been proficient.

Saying that the coordinates were being shifted was not entirely accurate either. The coordinates of the world's origin remained the same; unless another world was devoured—and it had to be a world larger than the Main God's realm—they could not be changed, nor would they alter on their own.

Qin Weiyi was left between tears and laughter after hearing this, yet he also had to thank the boy who was secretly in love with Reeves for barging in like that.

"Damn it, resuming a one-night stand or something—what a damn foolish idea!" Xu Qingmo slammed his fist against the railing.

Still dodging, Qianjie checked his internal condition. Over ninety percent of his energy had recovered; consumption and regeneration were now balanced, which meant he could bring the battle to an end.

Of course, the Beast Emperor itself might possess only the intelligence of a wild beast; otherwise, with its level of strength, it would have been entirely capable of mastering demonic energy and maintaining a relative degree of sanity.

Xiaoming, residing within its body, felt somewhat uneasy. Several times, he was almost thwarted by the 'other him', but in the end, he forcefully suppressed it.

"But no matter what, you did fulfill your ancestor's dream. You must have been overjoyed back then, right?" Shu Yao said.

After graduating from university, Li Teng inherited his father's business and became the... underworld boss around our parts. Many people were utterly shocked, and even my eldest cousin's father, Li Teng's own dad, found it completely unacceptable.

Meng Wuyou's fierce sword light, resembling a waterfall of azure radiance, shattered in the blink of an eye as a four-sided divine sword brimming with golden light slashed down toward his head.

In their early years, the four peak masters of the Xuanshan Sect not only served the Spirit Garden, but also maintained intricate, manifold ties with the Iron-Blood Flag Sect.