Chapter 158: The Cruel Truth
Tang Yu tightly grabbed Gu Hansheng's shoulder.
"Don't be impulsive. She is deliberately trying to provoke us; we cannot let her defeat us at a time like this."
Tang Yu comforted him softly. Gu Hansheng tightly pressed his lips together, his breathing heaving.
Xia Yao waved her hand with a helpless expression.
"No fun, this is really no fun at all."
Suddenly, before anyone could see how she made her move, she drew from between her fingertips—
Xu Mo glanced at the phone in his hand, saw the name displayed on the screen, smiled faintly, and pressed the answer button.
Another series of explosions rang out, the deafening roars seemingly eager to shatter human eardrums once more. Accompanying them was the crackling sound of electrical currents, dissolving the entire impact of the blasts.
The front courtyard and inner quarters were completely fine. A tree had fallen in the central hall, while the backyard served as a garden. As for the servants' quarters and utility rooms, they hardly mattered—if they collapsed, so be it.
Ye Shengge picked up the spoon, just about to eat. As she brought the food to her lips, she caught a pungent, fishy odor.
Yet, to their surprise, when their saliva was dripped onto the testing paper, there was not the slightest change.
"What? System? What is this? Strategy points, combat capability... what on earth is this?" The voice echoing in Liao Xi's ears left her utterly bewildered. She hurriedly took a few steps back, looking around in all directions, trying to find the source of the voice.
"Gousheng! Gui Liren!" Those memories corresponded one by one with the people before her, yet she still could not understand why she recognized them.
"Would you let your enemy avenge you?" Hu Jiao rolled his eyes at Third Master Yuan as well, muttering inwardly: Can two people as stupid as them successfully open the Beast Realm and transmit my message inside?
"It is our honor that the leader has chosen to stay at Luming International. If there is anything lacking in our hospitality, we hope the leader will offer more valuable advice. This is also a rare learning opportunity for us here at Luming International." Mi Cai said with a smile.
Su Tang was somewhat skeptical of what Wei Xiyuan had said, but at that moment, it was difficult for her to refute it.
"Boss, although you won't admit it, we all know about this." Zhang Heizi wore a knowing expression, and the others all followed suit, nodding vigorously with looks that said they understood completely.
James Lawton used the top of his head to withstand Wei Ruan's attack. Even though he was struck until he felt somewhat dizzy, he did not loosen his grip even a fraction.
Watching the hidden arrow hurtling toward him, Yang Kun instantly lost all sleepiness, breaking out in a cold sweat from the sudden ambush.
Tens of thousands might be manageable, but once it exceeded one hundred thousand, Liu Qingning, the head of finance, would definitely not agree to her spending it casually.
It was just a pity that he had now been caught red-handed by Young Master Wu. He probably wouldn't be able to explain himself clearly even if he tried, and even if he did, Young Master Wu likely wouldn't listen. Facing such a situation, Wang Youfu truly felt helpless.
This time, Zhong Ming, Su Mancheng, and Bai Diandian were no longer in the monitoring room; instead, they were right there in the residential area, witnessing everything with their own eyes.
"What about aliens? They also have the word 'human' in their name—do they look like us?" the children asked with persistent curiosity.
"Immortal Wang should already know about what happened afterward, right?" Tang Yuan stated his purpose concisely, his mind exceptionally clear.
The furry object at the front gate stirred and retreated a short distance. Suddenly, a figure dressed in black appeared before Yang Kun's eyes.
However, the current situation was that everyone was seated inside Qingshandun. No matter how low the walls of Qingshandun were, they were still at least two or three meters high. These twelve Tatars were far too few in number; there was simply no possibility of them attacking Qingshandun.
In this lifetime, having experienced such a deeply engraved, tender, and warm chapter, no matter what the future held, they would always be happy.
The purpose of the medicinal bath was to continuously stimulate their cells and cause their muscle fibers to tear and strengthen during training, but this rapid enhancement was achieved entirely at the cost of overdrawing their potential.