Chapter 66: My Girlfriend Is Jealous

“Sir, sorry to disturb you,” the flight attendant said apologetically.

Objectively speaking, this flight attendant was rather attractive—gentle and refined, with a tall, slender figure. Yet in Xu Yancheng’s eyes, she inspired an inexplicable sense of annoyance.

Not as pretty as Lin Lu, her figure couldn’t compare either; in every aspect, she fell short of Lin Lu. Just looking at her was irritating.

Meanwhile, the flight attendant...

“If I’m not mistaken, there should be one more wolf,” Jiang Fan was saying when suddenly, another monstrous wolf darted out of the cave.

Soon, the sound of clapping grew louder and louder. Evidently, those refugees who had previously tried to slack off, now joined in with more or less shame, even the young and able-bodied men of Zheng Township. Since it had been agreed beforehand that this battle would be a boxing match, Lingzi used nothing more than an ordinary uppercut.

Lin Ran’s grip was so tight she had no idea how badly her palm was injured. Only when Mo Zhi pulled her hand did she feel the pain; reflexively, she let go, and the knife clattered to the ground as blood gushed out uncontrollably.

She relied on the “Universe Storage Pouch” hanging at her waist to carry her belongings. Witnessing all of this, Yi Bailian finally learned from Yang Ying that all their “Spirit Light Storage Pendants” had been gifts from Zhang Ming.

For seven days, she hadn’t been able to reach Zhang Ming. Deeply conflicted, she scolded herself repeatedly for calling him “useless,” but after spending so much time with him, she’d unwittingly grown dependent.

The method of corpse cultivation—clearly, it was necessary to have a detailed discussion with Old Wang to see if a suitable approach could be found.

Before she could figure out how to respond, Ning Jiaoli let out a shrill scream and charged forward, her perfectly manicured hands raining blows on Fang Shanshan, plunging the living room into chaos.

Turning, he led Shangguan Youlan to the hotel’s sightseeing elevator, then to the smart parking lot, where they boarded his sapphire-blue magnetic levitation car. Rising above the ground, they sped toward Villa 019, a four-story townhouse in the west wing of “Imperial Luxury Court.”

A balanced diet is essential for good health, so Qi Er bought a few more carrots and cucumbers. With ham and eggs at home, he could not only stir-fry a fresh vegetable medley but also make a pot of cucumber and egg soup.

Coming closer and closer, Qin Yu slowly puckered her lips and, unable to resist, placed a kiss on the other’s cheek.

After all this, while praising himself for his thoughtfulness, he couldn’t help but wonder: why, at such a critical moment, had he recklessly targeted the “neutral factions” first?

Let’s observe three minutes of silence for this poor child, adored by countless men! On second thought, three minutes is far too long—three seconds will do. Yu Chuxuan silently mourned for Jiang Yuxuan for three seconds.

Everyone realized it wasn’t an illusion—so that’s why there were hawkers’ cries in this place! They were all astonished, yet Qin Yu remained ahead, strolling along with a leisurely, indifferent air. Instantly, the others caught on and unhesitatingly followed.

Tian Ye laughed heartily, relishing the sense of accomplishment as he watched the others grow increasingly perplexed.

Ye Tian spoke the truth: helping them win was for the greater good, not a ploy to gain favor. His words were frank and sincere, which only deepened the three men’s admiration for Ye Tian’s magnanimity.

“Master, I find the Department of Military Tactics somewhat suspicious,” Song Zheng pondered for a moment, then decided to voice his doubts, hoping Qianyang could help unravel them.

“No need to thank me yet. This place isn’t truly safe. If you wish to leave smoothly, there are still many challenges ahead,” Su Qingqing said, gazing solemnly across the mountain path.