154 I will cherish it well.

"What's wrong?" Qu Wan asked softly.

Yu Shen quickly composed himself, shook his head, and tucked his phone into his pocket.

After dinner, neither Qu Wan nor Yu Shen were in any rush to leave; with the big boss present, how could they possibly take their leave?

Gu Shihuan took Qu Wan by the arm and led her outside. Once they were in the car, Qu Wan finally felt at ease.

"Brother, have you booked a hotel? Where are you staying tonight?"

"So worried? Are you trying to clear out space for me to stay?"

"Never mind," Qu Wan said, voluntarily keeping her mouth shut.

Yu Shen stared at Qu Jin and spoke, "Brother, if there's nothing else, I'll head up now."

Qu Jin's eyes...

In an instant, Liu Yibin’s inner fire flared up; that strange, pungent odor was impossible to block out.

But this was a different kind of science, one outside the existing knowledge system Badi was familiar with—a different system for perceiving the world.

The black spider crawled with its eight long, hairy legs at an incredibly swift speed. In the blink of an eye, it reached the two of them and snapped its jaws. Had they been caught by those pincers, they would likely have been crippled if not killed.

Even if they had once been intimate, it did not mean their love was eternal, nor was there any concept of staying together forever. If Geralt insisted on keeping them both by his side, he would eventually end up as nothing more than a lonely, solitary wolf.

"That's great, thank you very much." Ji Feng’s eyes lit up upon hearing this. He hadn't expected Yu Xuanyuan to be so efficient. He had previously felt that Yu Jiandong, whom he had cured, was no ordinary person, and now it seemed he was indeed someone of significance.

Many people began to sob as they watched the imposing figure of Sun Menghu, and the eyes of Sun Xinghu and Zhu Wei also turned red.

"It’s Zhang Xiaoming. His father is a city official, his mother owns a publicly traded company, he’s handsome, and I hear his personality is great, too. Luying, you really are charming—you haven't even been at our school for a month and you’ve already won his heart," Xu Fen said with a look of envy and even jealousy, wishing she could be Wang Luying herself.

The conical secret treasure flew automatically into the sky. As if following an order, the crows in the sky gathered together, forming the likeness of Adrien.

The crowd, encircled and watched, drew a sharp breath as they looked at Pipi. Some of the weaker ones even felt their legs go soft and collapsed onto the ground, staring at everything before them.

As long as Tsunade wasn't an idiot, she wouldn't choose to make an enemy of "that boy," because "that boy’s" strength was too great for the Leaf Village to handle.

Xu Qi knew clearly that there was nothing in this mountain related to the True Immortal Secret Realm; it was even devoid of vital energy. No matter how he searched, he would never find a single useful trace.

After two consecutive thunderbolts, the aura of the longbow had grown extremely faint, flickering like a candle in the wind, unable to withstand such strain any longer.

"Elder Liu, rest assured, this young master knows how to handle such matters," Leng Xuan said, shaking his folding fan as he walked toward the city at a measured pace.

Disciples of the Hundred Ghost Cave, upon reaching a certain level of cultivation, would often journey to the Nine Heavens Immortal Abode to seek their fortune. However, they were always accompanied and escorted by their masters when doing so.

"Grandfather, leave the Flying Cloud Guards behind. You should have the butler accompany you instead! He is a master of the Heaven-Illumination Realm and can protect you at critical moments," Xiao Wuxie said after some thought.

From these few sword strikes, one could see the extraordinary nature of Jian Shang. His mind was exceptionally calm, his reflexes were sharp, and his footwork was top-tier—as still as a maiden, as swift as a startled hare.

Among the five, three had already made their stance known. The remaining two masters of the Primordial Spirit exchanged glances but refused to speak. No matter how the other three masters tried to communicate through telepathic waves, these two remained silent.

These three were clearly well-versed in blade techniques. Furthermore, their cultivation levels were higher than Wu Yong's, they possessed rich combat experience, and they fought in perfect coordination.