Chapter 35

Yin Liuyi shook out his clothes. Perhaps because he had unleashed his long whips, he looked much thinner than before, and his once well-fitted garments now hung loosely on his frame. It was hard to imagine how he had managed to carry those barbed whips on his person.

Although the failure of this system was trivial for the Time Company, the problem lay in the fact that it was an essential tool used daily. Supervisor Zhou, who was in charge of the system, was frantic, unsure of how to resolve the crisis.

Furthermore, even if Gu Gesang were still alive, there was no way she could be found here; at the very least, one would have to return to the River of Oblivion to search for her.

After understanding the situation, the service staff continued to provide recommendations to A-Mao. Fearing that Alice might be waiting impatiently, A-Mao did not linger. He pointed directly to a set of clothes the staff had suggested, paid the bill, and left.

"Help? Well, that's a bit complicated. She has to be the one to resolve it herself. After all, even couples who are intimate every day don't know what the other is thinking, let alone you two, who are just friends," Fu Jing replied with a smile.

The two large trunks were packed to the brim. Holding a stack of clothes, she looked conflicted, pulling out a few pieces she wasn't satisfied with, only to decide a moment later that one of them seemed better after all.

Looking at the chat history, a spark of inspiration for a story suddenly surged into Fu Jing’s mind, and she hurriedly jotted it down in her memo pad.

"Hmph, Situ Jing, don't think that just because you've made it onto the Human Rankings, I'll be afraid of you. Today, I'll make sure you witness the true power of the Three Styles of the Heavenly Sword from my Divine Sword Manor," Yi Rong said furiously.

Although Mu Bai could not yet fully control the inheritance of the Langhuan Realm, Wang Chu no longer had to worry about his future path.

Life went on, tasks had to be completed, and with undivided focus, Su Shi threw herself into her work. The numbers she had never cared to touch before were now things she had largely mastered; she really owed Jiang Mocheng her gratitude.

Now that Brother Long was thumping his chest and guaranteeing a compensation of one hundred million per person if he were lying, the last of their reservations vanished, and with a roar, they began to charge downward.

Finally unable to watch any longer, Liu Xingbang cursed Zhang Yong under his breath, telling him to wait for his comeuppance, before turning and storming off in a rage.

Perhaps because he was getting on in years, he had become somewhat long-winded, seizing every opportunity to lecture others, fearful that his youthful impetuosity might lead to some incident.

***

Weapon users are extremely rare in a card master’s deck, especially one consisting entirely of sword-type weapon cards; it can be said that collecting them is a very troublesome endeavor.

The issue was that faith in this place was deeply rooted. It was not that there was no hero worship, but rather that the ignorant masses, upon receiving any benefit, would attribute all credit to a specific deity.

She had shoulder-length hair and a face of exquisite, ethereal beauty, with an elegant and refined temperament that made her look as if she were carved from precious ivory and jade.

In the past, Zhang Kun had never given this question much thought, and he had little insight into it.

Subsequently, guided by the lead mage, the dozen or so people who had been stalled at the gate all entered the interior.

Although he had seen videos of Chen Xi on the internet and knew he might still be in Academy City, it was hard to say whether they would ever meet again.

She stared at the bed frame of the upper bunk, panting heavily. Even though she was already awake, the burning, searing pain from her dream—the sensation of every last bit of oxygen being squeezed from her lungs—was still vivid in her mind.

Xu Xianzi did not know what he meant by saying it was "different." Was he saying they were different? Or was he implying that she was special and didn't need to be compared to her?

Ye Yuchen pulled Li Sinian and Tang Chuxue behind a stone bed. Tang Chuxue, unable to bear it, grabbed Ke Feilong and pulled him into hiding as well.

Of course, he had been bursting to leave for a while; it was the middle of the night, his work was done, and it was time to go home to his family.

Even Nie Rentu of the Great Wind Dynasty had fallen at the hands of the Highness; could Meng Chunqiu possibly know of anyone or any force stronger than Nie Rentu?

Unfortunately, he could never have dreamed that there was no one behind Meng Fan at all; it had been Meng Fan himself from beginning to end.

With a tone tinged with faint admiration, Ye Yuchen felt a stir of excitement, eager to exchange medical knowledge with the other party.

***

That night, Wang Xuan had a very long dream. In it, he saw the origin of the Earth and the true appearance of the solar system. This struck Wang Xuan as very strange; in the dream, he realized he was dreaming, but no matter what he did, he could not wake up, forced only to watch as scene after scene unfolded before his eyes.

"I do!" At this moment, Fan Yuansi was no longer trembling as he had been at the start, and he spoke clearly and decisively.

"Well done, buddy! That buzzer-beater three-pointer—you’ve truly amazed me." Durant patted Yang Yang on the head, continuing to heap praise on him all the way to the players' bench.

"All these years, it was Aunt Tan who took care of me," Jing Xin finally decided to speak to Chu Luoxi. "I'm sorry for what happened before. I was jealous of you, which is why I left the snake and the mask at your door. The snake wasn't poisonous," Jing Xin added hurriedly, offering an explanation.

Thinking that in the near future, she would experience one of the most important moments of her life with him, her heart began to beat irregularly.

Long Ziyan was smearing cake on Fu Yu's face along with many others, but a familiar voice reached his ears.

Qiao Feilan had taken the opportunity to go to the restroom to ridicule Yun Yiyi, while Gu Jingyan sat coldly at a VIP coffee table in the mall, sipping his coffee.

Yet, she did not want the innocent Gao Wanjing to be in danger because of her. Besides, Wanjing staying behind wouldn't serve any purpose.

However, what good did her jealousy do? That happiness was something Qiao Bing had earned through her own merits; why should she be green with envy over Qiao Bing?

The Xu family had long felt that there was something not quite right about Luo Ya'er's feelings for Han Yingqing, and now they were even more certain: Luo Ya'er was in love with Han Yingqing.