Chapter 24: The Twenty-Fourth Question

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I opened my eyes, dazed and unable to distinguish reality from dreams. Seeing those familiar faces, I could hold it in no longer and burst into tears.

Listening to this, Sun Yifan had to admit that the foreign member of the Sky Soar team spoke surprisingly good Mandarin.

The bear, injected with stimulants, was in a state of absolute frenzy. Seeing the blood snake lunging toward it, it let out a roar and swiped directly at the creature, showing no sign of fear.

Nanzi followed closely behind Sikong Yanfei, casting a surreptitious glance back at Hanyue as they left the courtyard.

Lin Rongshen replied softly, but I said nothing. I didn't know what I could say, so I remained silent.

The voice, which sounded as gentle as a spring breeze, made Xiao Zitian’s body tremble violently. It was Ye Mingfeng’s voice. As Mu Yingchen’s special assistant, why hadn’t he accompanied Mu Yingchen to Moscow?

The neck is the most vulnerable part of the human body, so when I bit into his, he struggled with all his might, but I did not let go. I bit down fiercely until, in his death throes, the man finally managed to pull me away.

A flash of regret and vexation crossed his ink-black eyes, which were as silent as the night. He brushed his bangs back awkwardly, clearly embarrassed by his own actions.

"Someone, prepare a bath," Sikong Yanfei called out, deciding not to torment her further.

Ye Qingting was different toward her; she was clearly aware of this. But was his difference rooted in the same affection? She looked down at her bulging handbag, her usually hesitant heart wavering for a long time, seemingly leaning in a new direction today.

"The overall design is not suited for piercing, but rather for hacking and slashing, specifically intended for head-on combat," Zhou Lu explained.

With this sigh, Pellegrini slowly rose to turn off the television. Instead of immediately returning to the bedroom upstairs, he sat back down in the pitch-black living room, lost in deep thought.

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Yes! Absolutely right! And the most "right" thing about him was that he was the Abbot's closing disciple! With his true nature and character exposed, he had no choice but to slink away in defeat. From that day on, Brother Donkey became the tyrant of Shaolin.

The next moment, with just a slight movement of his tail, Ye Bei slammed into the computer that was cracking the chip. With a thunderous crash, it was reduced to a pile of flying parts that scattered all over the floor in the blink of an eye.

Seeing that figure, Yin Li and the others, who had been full of anxiety, immediately swarmed around him and began to press him with questions.

As for the negative impact and public opinion troubles this might cause in the outside world, Ferguson could only put that out of his mind for the time being; ensuring his two beloved disciples were unharmed was the most pressing matter.

Lee Ji-yeon left Qin Ming to return to work. There was no need to worry about Qin Guofeng’s situation; he was peripheral to the matter anyway, merely adding a finishing touch to an already unfolding event.

Simply put, they were high-level cannon fodder. They could go head-to-head with high-level bugs in a direct confrontation, but that was all they could do.

Sounds like this echoed continuously across the island nation. Most people were bewildered, unable to understand what was happening, while a few were strangely calm, insisting it must have been a micro-earthquake somewhere.

Seeing the moment of the explosion, some of the executives stood with vacant expressions, their lips pale, muttering to themselves.

"Where did you get this?" This document contained more information than she had previously been exposed to; it was clearly provided by someone in the know.

Yu Hao’s plaintive crying tore at Tong En’s heart. She hugged him tightly, looking anxiously at Zhong Yue. "What should we do?" The helplessness and expectation in her gaze left Zhong Yue with a complex mix of emotions.

"I want Gou Dan to become the Lord of Tianshan and lead the Zijin Sect, the Five Elements Sect, and the Flying Heaven Sect." Mu Xifeng treated Gou Dan almost like his own son; naturally, he thought of him first when it came to any good fortune. Furthermore, since Gou Dan was his only successor, it was only logical to entrust Tianshan to him.

She sat on the boat, dressed in black, clutching her mother's ashes. She watched as the city blurred in her vision, eventually merging into the horizon of the sea.

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Once the entire group had gathered, the tour guide led us toward the first attraction of Mount Huang: Yuping Peak.

By the time the movie ended, it was past 10 o'clock. Lele was likely tired, yawning listlessly the whole way. Returning to school was out of the question, so we found a random hotel and checked in.

"Is it good?" Lele rested her chin in her hands, gazing at me with a look of pure happiness as I chewed my steak.

"The safety rating is absolutely high; don't worry," Liu Mengyao said, giving each of the four people two pills.

"What should we do now?" The gradual draining of her strength brought not only physical discomfort but also immense psychological pressure. Lu Shiyao’s voice sounded slightly hoarse.

Hearing this, Mu Xifeng did not hesitate. He bit his finger and dripped a drop of his essence blood toward the center of Hou Yi’s brow.

Listening to Hong Chou’s contradictory remarks, Young Master Wang felt a growing sense of alarm. He felt as though he had invited a she-wolf into his home, and he realized that Hong Chou was a double-edged sword: used correctly, she could be a lethal weapon against enemies, but used poorly, it would be self-destruction, potentially leading to a fate worse than that of his foes.

However, a closer look revealed tiny impurities—some black, some yellow, some white. To be precise, the "blood content" of this seal was only about ninety-five percent.

"Boss, I need two earthenware vats and a porcelain basin," Zhao Zixian said, his eyes burning with intensity, his tone firm.

Zhao Zixian had counted on this: this dish of intestinal pig blood would clear out the alcohol and all the toxins in the body. That way, no matter how much alcohol or "Soul-Locking Beef" there was, it would be impossible to stir up the carnal desires in himself and Old Yang.