30. Expedite the Preparation of Surrender Supplies

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Seeing him tremble so violently, Zhou Zhitong hurriedly turned off the air conditioner and brought him a quilt.

“Godmother, exactly who knows about Brother Li Qing’s heart condition?” Yijing asked anxiously.

A sudden gust of wind set the wind chimes ringing. The fingers of the person lying there motionless shifted ever so slightly at the waist, in a movement almost imperceptible to the naked eye.

“Thank you.” Shi Beibei pressed her lips together in a smile, her bright, dazzling almond-shaped eyes curving merrily.

Yin Jiutian spread open his right hand. A dim, eerie radiance shimmered across it, while a fierce, icy gleam flashed from his palm as he struck toward the crown of Xiaoyun’s head. If the blow landed, even a powerhouse of the Primordial Astral Realm would be unable to withstand it and would die instantly.

Tang Yu collected the documents and drove home. On the way, he used his phone to take several photographs and sent them to Shen Jun. At that moment, the Tang Group was facing an audit by the Administration for Industry and Commerce.

Then, with concern for his wife, he said, “You’ve worked hard. I should have handled this myself, but unfortunately…” It was inconvenient.

Yet Ning Xia did not know why, but when their eyes met at that moment, she felt an indescribable sense of familiarity.

Shi Ming suddenly felt irritated. An inexplicable gloom clogged his chest. As he stared at the spicy broth still boiling and bubbling in the pot, he could not shake the discomfort in his heart.

Thus, for a martial artist like Xiaoyun, who had successfully established his foundation while still in the Body Tempering Realm and also cultivated the powerful Demonic Ape Tempering Art, his inherent reserves were extraordinarily profound. It would be an exaggeration to say that none had ever surpassed him, but at this stage, there were certainly very few in the world whose foundation ran deeper than his.

“No, we’re just ordinary friends! You’ve finished eating, haven’t you?” Fang Dixing asked with a laugh.

Looking at the sumptuous dishes on the table, Huo Niansheng very generously rewarded Shen Juan with a round of applause.

Viewed from different angles, the shape of this flower seemed constantly to change. Only when one looked upward through those fiery-red petals, with the interplay of light and shadow, would one behold the astonishing sight of a dancing phoenix. The flower’s name was indeed wonderfully apt.

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Just as he was thinking this, Luo Tian suddenly felt a wave of scorching heat surge from his dantian. He hurriedly extended his soul sense and saw the Blood Origin Pearl spinning wildly, leaping up and down in a state of extreme agitation.

Huo Niansheng watched the rearview mirror outside the car and only withdrew her gaze after she could no longer see the person inside.

After putting the handcuffs on him, I seized his throat with all my strength, leaving him completely unable to resist.

That remark was so infuriating that even Cheng Enni, let alone Zhang Jiaojiao, who was listening nearby, grew angry.

Huo Niansheng was just about to answer when a hand suddenly reached in front of her eyes and snatched away the phone.

Upon hearing this, Zheng Bozhong fell silent. The Wu family patriarch’s words had clearly struck a chord within him. He tightened his grip on the thin porcelain teacup and stared at the winding cracks along its surface. The twisting lines resembled a great net, trapping his heart and tightening around it little by little.

“I have often heard my lord speak of your names. I hope to seek your guidance frequently in the days to come.” The three men had heard Liu Yu mention Lü Yun and Guan Fei many times. Seeing them in person today, they found them every bit as imposing as expected.

It was this yearning for radiance that gave rise to the profession known as True-Name Eulogists. They were not limited to heroes active on the battlefield. Whenever an event was worthy of praise, the True-Name Eulogists would wholeheartedly proclaim it aloud, burning away their own power of existence to summon the descent of heroic spirits.

“I don’t know, but I do know that we’re in for a feast tonight!” When Li Qiu went out, his tone was clearly awkward. Although Li Haili had no idea what had happened, she was certain that the contents of the box did not seem to have been sent by Anti.

Everything that had occurred during Ling Yun’s advancement had already exceeded his understanding of the great cultivation world. Whether in terms of cultivation methods or strength, he was far more powerful—and far stranger—than others at the same stage. This left him both delighted and bewildered.

“Although this is a foreign country, there should be a consulate here. Why didn’t you go there for help?” Zhao Yue asked.

Eddie and Dallas were not ill-mannered people. They naturally nodded amiably before leaving the fried-chicken shop.

It seemed that Old Master Ling Lie understood perfectly well how crucial Ling Xiao’s whereabouts were. He trusted no one and had dismissed everyone else long ago.

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“There are two other matters that brook no delay. I will raise them with the governor immediately,” Wang Yongqing said.

The artifact radar at his waist emitted a brief beep. Kiritsugu’s pupils contracted, and he instinctively entered the sixfold-speed state of his Reality Marble’s Temporal Control, leaving his original position at once.

“Second Brother is absolutely right. I never expected Liu Yu’s subordinates to be so fierce, nor did I expect the man himself to possess such valor. The world’s praise is no exaggeration!” Zhang Fei rarely spoke in such an admiring tone.

Number Two Madman cried out in pain again and again. Instead of firing back, he staggered toward the window and flung his pistol outside.

The cook Jia and Lu Qian shared the same thoughts. Their paths had narrowly missed the turmoil near the western gate. Though they were worried, they did not hurry to offer reinforcements. In the end, they had Song Jiu’s earlier instructions to thank for that.

Song Jiu was seething with rage. Looking around in confusion, he asked, “What’s going on here? Who tied me up? Why am I in Old Wu’s cabin?” As he spoke, he touched the stinging pain on his face. His fingers felt something warm. Looking down, he saw that his hand was covered in blood.

“Is everyone here? Is all the preparation complete?” After lingering in the air in a state of intoxication for a while, Xie Dongya asked Lin Ye beside him.

Qi Ruilan glanced at the pitch-black basement and felt, too, that it seemed unfathomably deep. She could only step aside and dutifully make the call.

When she went out to help Xie Ruyu, everyone gathered outside the prince’s residence guiltily took a step back.

Li Ziting was clearly finding it difficult to endure. He coughed twice, furrowed his brows, and looked up at her, covering his lips with the back of his hand.

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