Chapter 80: Annexation
Ye Feng quickly popped the egg that Bai Yi had peeled for him into his mouth, washed it down with milk and goji berry water. Only then did he feel his body brimming with strength once more. Bai Yi didn’t ask what Ye Feng was up to, she merely whispered, “Be careful! I’ll be waiting for your return!” Looking at Bai Yi’s slightly flushed cheeks, Ye Feng gently kissed her forehead. “I will,” he replied, then stepped outside...
“It’s not that he doesn’t meet with his subordinates. I heard from my father that whenever the chief calls everyone together for a council, he always covers his face. So, he thinks that doesn’t really count as meeting face-to-face.” Liao Qing’er pondered seriously before answering Zhong Nan’s question.
Cooking itself was an art, but the dishes presented were so exquisite that the four of them stared in astonishment.
To be honest, Zhou An had no desire to hear any news about Princess Yun Jing in the martial world; the less word there was, the more it proved she was safe and well. She was probably hiding somewhere, happily nibbling on apples.
As for why Yan Yina kept picking up and putting down her phone, was she waiting for a call or a message? Not at all. Yan Yina was simply hesitating about whether to call Zhang Ming. The reason she didn’t was because she had no idea what to say if she did.
Yin Yi and Chang Xiao were uncooperative, and the teacher in charge, seeing the number of students grow, worried that Gu Changsheng might suddenly erupt and create some earth-shattering headline. He hurried to speak with the production team, hoping they could pressure Yin Yi.
Ji Shaoyuan’s temples were already streaked with gray, making him appear aged. Yet few knew that he was just fifty, still in his prime. It was the events of his early years that made him seem far older than his peers.
“I knew you would say yes.” Yan Yina was so delighted at Zhang Ming’s agreement that she threw her arms around him.
Her tumultuous heart began to settle with the gentle music, but the tension and fear still lingered in Yin Yi’s mind.
Yes, she simply couldn’t remember the phone number. Normally, people only save others’ numbers in their phones; rarely would anyone memorize a complex number that wasn’t their own.
“Lecturer, I’ve finished.” Lan Yuanju picked up his work, glanced at it, and nodded in satisfaction.
Peach never expected a grown man would raise his hand against her; caught off guard, she lost her footing and landed squarely on the ground.
Many hands make light work. The several hundred meters of alley were soon cleared under everyone’s combined efforts. Liu Xing and his companions sat outside the noodle shop, watching more people clear the branches on the road.
The others kept watch on the platform, ensuring the creatures climbing up from elsewhere stayed away. Their numbers were obviously dwindling—just in that short span, barely any were left.
The deputy city lord spoke excitedly. Night raids carried great risk; although he’d discussed it with Toras several times, once fighting broke out, anything could happen.
“No one... How could I have switched it? Second Young Master, you can’t just accuse people baselessly!” Uncle Cai’s face was flushed with agitation, refusing to admit guilt.
What truly won everyone over was Xuan Wuji’s grilled meat, though Xuan Wuji himself tried to avoid the attention with helpless excuses.
Mouse began his investigation, since everyone knew little about Xuan Wuji and felt uneasy.
“I told you, whoever threatens the Owl Lord, I’ll kill them—no matter who they are!” Red Owl’s face was cold, and his gaze toward Yue Lanshan held not a trace of kindness.
Mars was utterly shaken. Not only had the dragon’s blood fully awakened the final stage of his divine-demonic body, but its vast energy and unique refining properties further tempered his flesh. Even his magical power seemed to ignite.