Waiting for a Free Ride

Although she enjoyed the feeling of being cared for by her older brother, her ears were starting to suffer a bit.

She truly had not expected her fourth brother to be such a chatterbox; he was almost comparable to their grandmother.

For the sake of her own ears, Jiang Ruo finally interrupted him: "Fourth Brother, Fourth Brother, stop, stop. I'm fine, just a little thirsty... Can you let me finish drinking some water first?"

"You still know how to be thirsty... You little girl, you're not very old, but you sure have a mind of your own. Aren't you afraid that your frail little body might accidentally..."

This was said by Zhang Guobin, who simply could not bear the current situation any longer. If he didn't speak up, the situation might soon spiral out of control.

"No." Jiaqi shook her head. Although the relatives on her father's side were generally quite indifferent to one another, none of them hated each other to that extent.

Xu Zhengang glanced at Gu Weisheng. He knew that it was impossible not to say anything, but how should he put it?

Before long, Han Wuwei's car left the Political and Security Bureau with its high beams on, and Gu Weisheng then made his way from the restroom toward the logistics department.

Everything he said was common knowledge among the high-ranking officials in the capital. Since Ruan Jingning was so high-profile, spending a lavish fifty thousand taels of gold to buy an official position—a matter that was impossible not to know about—he simply stopped pretending altogether.

However, his offensive showed no signs of receding. With two fingers pressed together, that burning, fiery-red primal energy instantly grew even more formidable, as if he intended to leave several harrowing, brutal wounds on Ye Yun's body.

Xia Chuyi obediently drank the trotters soup, and after finishing it, she even showed the bottom of the bowl to Huo Shiqian to prove it.

"Dan Xingfa! I'll teach you the Praying Mantis Fist first!" Wang Jin demonstrated the Praying Mantis Fist for Dan Xingfa once.

Wu You had long since seen through the fact that they were merely a mob of undisciplined rabble. She curved the corner of her lips into a smirk, turned around, and beckoned to Yi, preparing to leave with him just like that.

At this moment, Qin Feng and the others were positioned at the very outer edge. Right before their eyes stood a pale blue barrier, with the characters for "Lower Yellow Grade" inscribed upon it.

Zhong Yue gradually exerted force with his hands, causing Tong En's body to lean forward involuntarily, drawing closer and closer to that face—so close that she could feel the other person's breath.

As for sending someone to notify the local magistrates to intercept them, that would be even slower. Because from the moment the local magistrate received the imperial decree to the time they mobilized garrison soldiers who weren't even given enough to eat, a considerable amount of time would be required.

The corridor was exceptionally quiet. Most people were currently dining in the restaurant, while a small number had gathered in the bar and lounge on the first floor. Aside from the occasional person hurrying past, the long circular corridor was almost entirely silent.

"Time to eat?" Hearing this, the two of them exchanged an incredulous glance. They had to bear in mind that they hadn't brought any food or supplies with them, so how could it suddenly be time to eat?

At that exact moment, a strange beast materialized before Meng Tianxiang—a Bi beast transformed from the Teal Silver Silk. With a furious roar, it erected a protective shield and charged unflinchingly toward the fist of light.

Looking at the letter paper that he had crumpled into balls and tossed all over the floor, Lan Yingchen was so furious he could practically curse his ancestors.

Only then did everyone realize that Director Sawai had arrived at the tower control room at some unknown point, and they hurriedly stepped forward to greet him.

Three rounds of drinks had passed, and five courses of dishes had been served. It was only around four o'clock in the afternoon, with still some time before dark. Seeing that there was practically nobody around here, the group intended to rest here for a while.

Du Qianjie met up with his senior brother and senior sister, but this was no place for conversation. Led by his second senior brother, they left the arena. Once outside, Du Qianjie realized to his surprise that at some point, he had actually been teleported deep inside the Martial Virtue Divine Palace.

The jiao-badger is the natural predator of the dragon-like *jiao*. When an adult *jiao* discovers a jiao-badger, it will fight it to the death, and the outcome is often hard to predict. However, many people use the blood of the jiao-badger to lure *jiao*, and the effect is remarkably effective.

Since Qiao Rong did not proactively invite him, Wen Changqing decided to take the initiative and create an opportunity—a moment from which Qiao Rong would have no possible way to escape.