58. The Cellar
The children ate with tears streaming down their faces, finally relaxing out of their intense tension, knowing they were truly saved.
Bad people—how would they ever be willing to give them fine grain? Even in the past, most of the time they couldn't get a taste of fine grain even a few times a year.
Next, another full pot of water was boiled, which gave Old Woman Cao a pang of heartache.
Heartache was heartache, but she didn't dare say anything. After all, these things were all brought back by Miss Jiang, and she and little Peach were among those taking advantage of the situation.
And then...
Logically speaking, Conder should have been happy, enjoying this battle where the enemy was marching to their own doom, but he could not summon any joy. This was because he did not consider these low-level jackal-men as opponents in the slightest.
The Second Prince naturally had no inkling of the myriad complexities in her heart. Undoubtedly, these words were truly of paramount importance to her; with this single sentence, she would be completely willing to give up everything.
After having lunch at the Honglan Courtyard, Lu Ranjin taught De Geer a few more characters before returning to her own courtyard.
The building stood ninety-eight stories tall, the second-tallest structure in Zhonghai City just behind the Pearl Tower, and a top-tier office building renowned throughout Asia.
The combat effectiveness of these six individuals was not the least bit inferior to even the twenty-one top experts of the Alliance combined.
The sword qi was completely retracted. At this moment, not a single trace of sword qi remained around Yunxiao's body, and his aura was as faint as that of an ordinary person—calm and detached, devoid of the slightest threat.
The battle within the smoke and dust was still ongoing. That tall and fat fellow possessed considerable strength, and Brave's bodyguards were completely outmatched. But once Brave stepped in personally, the man could no longer hold his ground and was forced back step by step.
Although Pratt was not old, he was a renowned master smith. Though he only crafted armor—or rather, specialized exclusively in heavy armor—even those famous master blacksmiths acknowledged that his craftsmanship was nothing short of miraculous, making him at least peerless in the realm of armor-making in the present era.
Zhanyi observed her expression, and seeing the cold light and trace of greed erupting in her eyes, she lowered her eyelids slightly.
Zhang Fei never expected that Tian Chongyuan would pull such a stunt. It wasn't that he hadn't considered the possibility that Tian Chongyuan might fly upward; it was simply that he believed someone of Tian Chongyuan's arrogant standing would never take to the skies to evade combat. Yet, the opponent had truly taken flight.
"This old man—I've got an idea. Just watch me in a moment!" Lu Weixing, the foodie, spoke and immediately came up with a plan the moment he finished his sentence.
He hadn't expected to run into an acquaintance on the deck. Qian Feiyan's towering height made it hard for anyone not to recognize her at first glance.
"Serves them right! If they hadn't abandoned us back then, would we have been nearly wiped out?" Wu Hai said ungratefully, though from time to time he stole glances at Yan Yun to see if he could divert his attention away.
Next, the man in purple robes produced the next item for sale: a fine steel great hammer, which was a mid-grade water-attribute spirit treasure. As soon as the starting bid was announced, people began to bid against one another in rapid succession.
Before the words had faded, the car gave a "poof" and stalled, its chassis having caught on a raised section of the road and choked out.
Not far from the entrance of the police station, the sound of a car horn rang out. Su Jinse turned her head and caught sight of that black Lamborghini, along with Yan Jue's flawless face.
Just as the voice fell, a series of sharp "bang, bang, bang" sounds echoed out as someone gently knocked on Lin Qingxuan's door.
Her relationship with Du Weiwei had not reached the point where they needed to inform each other about getting a boyfriend. Du Weiwei's actions were as obvious as Sima Zhao's heart—everyone on the street knew what she was up to.
Although Zhang Fei's reaction caught Lin Fei somewhat off guard, this was the first time she had seen Zhang Fei look so serious, and she had already begun retreating backward.
Savi gently stroked the gun in his hand, recalling the past illusions he had witnessed in the subterranean world. His father Ezekiel's demon-subduing gun seemed to possess the ability to amplify power using blood.
Mantis got up and looked toward the corridor, but the corridor had already been blown apart by the explosives. Through the cover of fire and thick smoke, he could vaguely make out Slade and the others. Cat was kneeling on the ground weeping uncontrollably, while Slade and another hunter wore expressions of profound grief.