Chapter 57

"Very well, sir, please wait a moment." The waiter gave a polite nod and withdrew.

Cheng Xin took the chopsticks from Qin Ming's hand. Having worked intently all morning, she was in no position to resist the temptation of food.

Sun Yuan stared at the energy that seemed to be fleeing on its own. Could it possess its own consciousness? Unlikely; it was more probable that it was repelling him for some reason. Moreover, the moment that energy vanished just now, Sun Yuan experienced a fleeting sense of familiarity, though he could not immediately recall what it reminded him of.

As Duyuan took his seat, the waiter from the Lulang Inn could not contain himself any longer and chimed in, "Young hero, this is century-old Oolong tea, please enjoy it slowly. Fine wine and delicious dishes will be prepared right away!" Truly, the waiter knew not what prompted him to do so. With that said, he immediately retreated to busy himself in the kitchen.

However, this sensation could only be experienced by those at the Tiquan level or above. During the breakthrough to Tiquan, under such immense pressure and extreme agony, many would inadvertently lose their resolve. Long before reaching their limits, they would enter a semi-comatose state, thereby forfeiting the opportunity for transformation.

"Your Majesty, I have had this Doctor Ye invited here from Shandong. He is a renowned physician well-versed in treating various stubborn and complicated ailments in young children," Lu Zhen said without beating around the bush. Upon meeting the Emperor, he immediately came to the point and introduced the background of the man beside him.

The reason he was so generous was that this cooperation had yielded him abundant benefits, and he certainly did not mind fulfilling one more request from the old man.

At this thought, everyone looked at Michael with playful gazes, waiting to watch the show.

Just when she thought she understood Qi Hao completely, he would invariably change, as if he suddenly became a totally different person. It seemed he harbored a treasure chest full of secrets, and until the very end, no one could truly fathom who he was.

Liu Dingtian sighed. He understood the principle that wealth and honor are sought amidst peril, yet he still found it hard to let go.

"I did no such thing, you heard wrong! Yes, you simply heard wrong," Situ Xuejiao immediately denied.

After dozens of exchanges, the Brahma God was no longer foolish; instead of hurling his flying sword, he used all his strength to deflect Lin Bin's thrown swords. This time, when swatting them away, he used his full power to knock them as far as possible and scattered them in different directions. This left Lin Bin temporarily unable to retrieve them, naturally slowing down his attacks and disrupting their continuity.

Because Su Xuan had posted an advertisement—once again a recruitment notice—the content instructed everyone to gather at the Amethyst Grand Hotel. By releasing this news, Su Xuan's true objective was to flush everyone out into the open so he could investigate them.

Before he could finish his sentence, his voice abruptly cut off. At that moment, Arthur felt a sensation in his throat akin to being scorched by a blazing fire. That searing, fiery torment made his throat feel as though it were burning, causing an indescribable agony.

Situ Xuejiao's words infuriated Sha Mantian to no end. He wanted to erupt in rage, but he noticed that the disciples of the Hong Gang had already stepped forward to shield Situ Xuejiao.

Since then, Mu Yuanji had almost never used the broken sword, yet he had not discarded it either; after all, it had once saved his life.

Furthermore, the ten assassins whose strength had suddenly surged were currently protecting Lin Bin. No matter how the intelligent mainframe calculated, it could not make sense of the situation, and before figuring out what was going on, it dared not make a rash move.

A look of profound sorrow crossed Bruce's face, as if he still could not accept the betrayal of his own people.

Li Yu leaned closer to the wound on the back of the giant zombie's head and let out a soft exclamation of surprise.

"Such intense chill, is this a mutant attribute? It looks more like inner energy infused with ice properties." Qin Ge narrowed his eyes, taking in Qin Shuang's entire appearance in a single glance.

He sat up from the bed, yawning and rubbing his messy, bird's-nest-like hair, staring blankly and dazedly at Wu Hua. Wu Hua glanced at the time; there was not much left for Gou Zhu to waste like this.

Han Yanchen sat quietly to the side, picked up the teapot on the table, and poured himself a cup. He sipped it while secretly observing them. After finishing his meal, Lu Feiye sensed Han Yanchen's inadvertent, sweeping glance, which startled him and caused him to slow down his movements involuntarily.

Therefore, Qin Meiniang decided to give the officials in the imperial court a thorough lecture during the morning assembly.

"That's more like it! One must be honest, understand?" Zhang Lu seized the opportunity to give Likai and Zhang Jie another lesson.

The "sorcerer" had finally been struck down, and true to form, the blow fell upon Zhengshi, the one who had "blasphemed the divine."

The wet nurse was left deeply embarrassed by Yingchun's terrified gaze. Although she prided herself on the fact that the young mistress had been raised on her milk and thus inevitably acted somewhat domineeringly, it was only because the young mistress currently lived alone in a single courtyard, with no mature and sensible masters around to keep her in check.

Had she known this earlier, she would have promptly reported it to her superiors, rather than letting matters reach this irredeemable point.

Early in the morning, the arrow tied to Lu Xu's wrist pulled taut against the red silk thread, vibrating incessantly and pointing toward a certain direction.

Yun Xiu replied to him, "We merely had a quarrel. In my anger, I spoke without thinking, and I've long since forgotten what was said. If you want to know, ask your cousin."

"Zhou Minh, why are you so clueless? Teamwork, do you understand?" Liang Yishan felt a trace of helplessness. How could she have run into someone so devoid of tacit understanding?

He said he had to stay in Shanghai for the night and could not return to Hangzhou, so he asked her to go to room 2701 to keep Xu Zhiyi company for the night.

Countless bizarre, indescribable monsters, radiating a dense and terrifyingly malevolent power, were corrupting the surrounding space while flying toward the primary world.

Pu Heti had met numerous scenic area leaders and directors over the past two days, all of whom had expressed their utmost concern for him. Although he had not yet grown arrogant, he had already grown accustomed to it.

Instantly, bullets poured down like raindrops upon the two men in black, before fiercely sweeping toward Liang Long's position.

"Golden Qi Talisman!" A golden talisman materialized in his hand—precisely that golden talisman.

More than a dozen armed personnel did not even have time to let out a scream before their physical bodies dissolved into blood mists and vanished completely.