Volume One, Chapter 64: Defending the City

“What?” Zhao Weijun, upon hearing this, hurried over at once.

On the screen, countless monsters surged toward the defensive line like a tidal wave. Wherever they went, trees toppled and clouds of dust rose, blotting out the sky.

“How did they arrive so quickly?” Montage frowned.

In his perception, the split snails had not sent back any message. Could it be that the two sides hadn’t made contact? It was a possible outcome, but not a certainty. The Legalists had reached this conclusion on the premise that human nature was inherently evil, and that rulers and virtuous people could not coexist. But this was not the whole truth. Leaving aside the question of whether human nature was good or evil, even if all people were evil, there still existed the possibility of sharing the same boat in adversity.

If this dragged on any longer, she would probably start calling friends and family to boast, book a wedding venue, a hotel, a bridal gown… She wouldn’t listen to his explanations at all.

“It’s getting late. You should go home too.” Yichen frowned, displeased by the frivolity in her tone.

He glanced at Qiao Feng, who was being bombarded with questions on the other side, then looked at his own side, now deserted in an instant—a stark contrast. Di Long, the long-established figure from the Shao family, awkwardly touched his nose.

Amid hearty laughter, Boss Su, together with Boss Chao, headed upstairs to a luxurious private room. The room was spacious and lavishly decorated, with solid wood floors and paneled walls, imparting an atmosphere of elegance and nobility.

Heh, sweating is a human expression—in fact, we intelligent robots do not sweat. Our skin systems automatically regulate temperature, maintaining a constant warmth no matter the environment.

Therefore, when they learned all this, everyone felt that Wu Huateng must harbor some extraordinary secret. That would explain his achievements today, and perhaps accomplishments even they didn’t know of.

“Don’t wait any longer. I promised you, so I’ll keep my word. Please stop torturing me, will you? I really can’t wait.” As Lin Zidong spoke, his large hand slipped behind “Ji Ran,” tracing downward, and firmly squeezed her soft, shapely hips.

Xiao Bohan had also heard from Ghost Hand about Boss Su’s situation. He suspected his own troubles were part of Boss Su’s scheme, but now, hearing that Boss Su was crippled and listening to Su Manqian speak of her hardships, Xiao Bohan couldn’t help but feel a pang of sympathy.

In Su Zheng’s hand, immortal energy flashed, and several bursts of finger force shot out. Instantly, the Hai brothers and a guard of the Hai family were all killed on the spot.

Could that be what it was? Or perhaps the memories of her previous life lingered in her mind—maybe that’s why she used to love brewing peach blossom wine…

She had always been willful and unruly; now, suddenly without a guiding hand, she was completely at a loss.

It must be said, while Dashan liked to gamble, he was truly loyal to his friends. Not only did he check in on my condition every day, but sometimes he even stayed to keep me company through the night.

“I wonder what alternative method the young master proposes?” the Grand Elder asked, voicing the question on everyone’s mind.

Either method was tremendously attractive for the Kaguya clan.

But was Lu Kun the type to care about such things? Clearly not. These days, he still followed Miss Yanran around like a shadow, paying no heed to his own affairs.

And yet, reality forced him to believe it. Puzzled, he had come to the hospital.

All around, there was nothing but darkness; aside from the eerie trees and undergrowth, nothing else could be seen.

And yet, had he simply abandoned them? Was it possible that Nangong Yan had never liked her furry pets, but was too polite to say so, and so used an excuse to take them away—just to avoid seeing them again?