Volume 1, Chapter 61: There is Not Even a Soul Around to Care for Him and Keep Him Warm

A needle-like pain throbbed near her temple. Yanjun gritted her teeth, thinking: I cannot be defeated by a cold here. Relying on this sheer willpower seemed to ease the pain somewhat, yet it was exceptionally draining, and she slept for the entire afternoon.

Acting as a guarantor, though involving a small fee, remained a deeply respected role. Not everyone was willing to take on such risks; guarantees were mostly offered out of a warm and chivalrous heart, much like Qu An, the primary proprietor of the Yuexian Tower.

They were seated on the second floor by the glass wall. This space appeared to be an expanded balcony, jutting far outward. Consequently, looking out through the glass wall, the sea felt extraordinarily close, while the starry sky above seemed sprinkled right across the glass, twinkling and blooming with light.

"I truly am sorry, I am just a well-behaved big bug—and you happen to be hugging a big bug to sleep," Su Nuan rolled her eyes and retorted unceremoniously.

Seeing this scene, even Jiang Lingyun did not dare to speak further. She knew that every time her older brother took a deep breath, it meant he had been driven to his absolute limit. She dared not provoke his wrath at such a moment.

Passing by a pet shop, he parked the car on the roadside and told his parents he was going to refuel. Taking advantage of their inattention, he grabbed two cans of cat food from the shelf, then quietly scanned the QR code at the cash register to pay.

Today continued to be a cloudy and crisp day, optimal for hiking. Zhang Ziguang and the other sprites were already accustomed to it; besides, the towering trees blocked out the sun and sky, making it rare to see the sky even when looking up.

"Hmph... circumstances beyond my control... I swear I must become someone with real power! From now on, I will never let myself be led by the nose again! Never!" Dorgon's voice resonated with resolute strength.

Until Qin Han returned from the eastern continent of the Demon clan's native land, stepped onto the frontline battlefield, and began helping the human race's army launch a counteroffensive, he unexpectedly discovered that the Prince of Qi had apparently never once appeared on the frontline.

As he walked out of the inn, he was still thinking that Shining would surely have done the same, or perhaps even handled it better. With this thought passing through his mind, despite having less than twelve hours remaining, a slow and steady confidence welled up within him.

"Then, what do you want?" Shen Nianyi's voice was exceedingly cold. Seeing Yu Ze make a move to lunge forward and grab someone, a glance from his eyes stopped him.

The Short Earth Dragon was well aware of this; most likely, the downfall of Nambatian would mark the beginning of his own misfortune.

Xiao Mengya's expression flickered continuously, like a brilliant slideshow. To be honest, she truly wanted to give him a fierce scolding and then land a punch right on this scoundrel's smug face. However, she had no time for that now; she had to rush to her appointment immediately, without a single second to spare.

The fish meat melted the moment it entered the mouth, transforming into a surging, rich, and mellow nectar that slid down the throat. Wherever it passed, all five flavors bloomed simultaneously, vibrant and exquisite. It left Hua Ying feeling so light and buoyant that she felt as though she might detach from the ground and ascend.

"The wall. You fellow, what is standing right in front of you!" Although the fake Lihua's right hand had been mostly healed within just a few short minutes, this hand would clearly be incapable of combat for some time to come.

After reviewing the Power Helmet, which was most closely related to him, Hexi cast his gaze upon the other set pieces. He also wanted to see how the gear sets for other classes were designed and whether they harbored even more powerful combinations.

If it were merely a place where hostages were being held, the defense could not possibly be this airtight, nor could the reinforcements arrive with such astonishing speed.

Recalling the days of the past, the two of them seemed to grow youthful once again. Unable to resist bickering for a long while, they finally turned to the main topic.

Walking out of the room with a sense of triumph, he caught sight of the staircase, a mischievous smile suddenly surfaced, and he tiptoed upward.

Opening the log, he located the email addresses of Ge Wei, Zhao Qi, and Zeng Youxin, and sent a copy to each of them.

At this, Qiu Fu paused slightly, her jade hand beneath her lips involuntarily falling upon the Jianqiu sword resting across her lap, and her expression grew somewhat peculiar.

The museum housed four Chinese exhibition galleries: Ancient Art, Buddhist Art, Architectural Art, and Sculpture. Among them, exhibits such as the massive Yuan dynasty murals from Shanxi, Bodhisattva statues, and sancai Luohans could truly be described as utterly peerless.

Qi Hui naturally received them with warm hospitality, adhering to the rule that one does not strike a smiling person. Over the past few days, he had practically accompanied them every step of the way, guiding the guests from afar through the server rooms and customer service center, and presenting them with a wealth of user data in the hope of fostering sincere cooperation, dissolving barriers, empathizing with one another, and developing together.

It appeared that Song Yun had called Li Chongxiong after Luo Xia's departure, prompting Li Chongxiong to immediately return the call to Luo Xia upon learning of it.

Indeed, treating countless ailments yet failing to cure the blemishes on one's own face left one lacking the confidence to boast.

Wang Lang began to notice that the higher the two of them flew, the more Chen Anzhi's speed was affected. It seemed the other party could no longer close the distance between them. However, now was not the time to expose his true objective; the play still had to go on, and the story needed to be woven even more alluringly.

Li Yuan's greedy gaze was entirely concentrated on the weapon-refining materials in Qiulin's hands. While mocking the latter, he harbored such dark thoughts in his heart.

To them, a weakling who had not even broken through the Divine Realm was not even worth a second glance; they were absolute novices. Had it not been for their master's strict command, they would not have had the slightest inclination to speak with Zhao Hao.

Naturally, no matter how silent and effortless Chen Ze's dismantling of the mountain-guarding array might be, the cultivation sect residing upon the mountain range would certainly not remain entirely oblivious.

The act of crafting cards was not only mentally draining but also physically exhausting. Naturally, he had to seize the time to rest and recover both his physical strength and mental energy.

Could the company's production capacity not be shifted abroad? This was a thought that flashed through Guo Huaiyi's mind instantly. What he could think of, Chen Shu had actually already anticipated and was making unremitting efforts toward this very goal.

Just moments ago, as he was on the verge of forcibly entering the demonic state, three of the four major emissaries who were besieging him had suddenly been injured. Clearly, someone was assisting him.

Since watching her consume three slices of birthday cake alongside two bowls of rice, Luo Xin's cool lips had twitched ever so slightly.

Having spoken, Ke Shiyi did not force Ye Ying to leave either, but instead turned and walked outward, knowing full well that Ye Ying would certainly follow.