Chapter 33: Seamless Transition
The girl looked very young, with a gentle and obedient appearance. As soon as she got out of the car, she politely greeted them, “Hello, sisters.”
Yuan Ruoxia tugged at the corner of her mouth, thinking how seamlessly Xu Yancheng had moved on—almost too quickly.
Zhou Ruikang glanced back and forth between Xu Yancheng and the girl, then asked him, “Why did you bring her here?”
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Rong Qian was never comfortable eating with someone watching over her. She preferred the atmosphere at Li Shuzhen’s house: self-sufficient, with the whole family sitting together, chatting and laughing.
The next afternoon, An Ming kept his word and took everyone out to the mall. Speaking of which, just as they left the house, someone had even poured coffee on their heads.
Huo Yixin let out a long sigh of relief. “Phew—finally, it worked!” He then stepped out of the protective cage and was warmly welcomed by Chen Tiantian and the others.
“So, did you manage to find any useful information?” As soon as Lin Yue entered the room, he saw the eager look on Xu Ling’s face, clearly impatient for news.
Xue Xingran hadn’t expected such a turn of events and was repeatedly astonished. With the disappearance of the ice crystal, Ling Yun’s injuries stopped worsening, and his complexion eased somewhat. After clearing the surrounding battlefield, Xue Xingran didn’t bother to count the spoils and simply returned to Ling Yun’s side.
As Han Feifei spoke, she watched Rong Qian’s expression closely. She’d always been straightforward and careless, never paying much attention to the subtle changes in others’ moods.
“It hurts a lot, but the good news is, I found it,” Chang Qing murmured to herself, saying things that outsiders could not understand.
“It’s all right, I suppose.” Bai Hui felt uncomfortable under so many watchful eyes; after sitting down, he fell silent like a guest, eating quietly.
The moment she got into the carriage, the biting wind was instantly blocked, and the chill of the snowy world outside was left behind.
Rong Qian’s gaze was clear, her hair flying wildly in the opposite wind. When she looked at Mo Zun, there was an inexplicable hint of bewilderment in her eyes.
Jiang Lan knocked on the door, then deftly twisted and broke the lock. She pushed the door open and stepped inside with an air of elegance.
Blood flowed like a tide, gathering in Ye Fantian’s palm, enveloping his whole hand and continuing to wriggle. Yet, the sensation was an exquisite mix of comfort and tingling—utterly different from the agony moments before.
The mention of tea eggs made Lord Zhou’s head throb. People’s lives were at stake—how could anyone still be thinking about tea eggs?
Four enormous skeletons danced around Lin Xiao, creating an awe-inspiring scene that shrouded him in mystery, radiating a force that seemed to intimidate all living beings.
In the blink of an eye, five days had passed. Immersed in cultivation within the Cloud Abyss, Qing Hong was unaware that, because of her subtle manipulations, a tense calm before the coming storm had settled across the entire Five Elements Continent.
They couldn’t find Jin Cangling, but what if the people of one city, two cities, or even all the citizens of the Great Jin searched for him together?
“I won’t say. What exactly happened, tell me?” Xi Fuwei pondered inwardly, but outwardly she smiled lightly as she asked.
The warriors’ heavy armor was exquisitely crafted, engraved with ancient patterns—one after another, heavenly dragons brandishing their claws.
“You’re wrong. Tang Wanying will never marry into Kunlun. From now on, her freedom is hers alone—you must always remember that!” Pan Yuhong interrupted Xuan Yuanlingfeng before he could finish.
Suddenly, Pan Yuhong’s vision blurred, and he realized he was once again facing the bald man, who regarded him with a mocking gaze. What shocked him even more was that, apart from the bald man, no one else was around. This realization filled him with dread.