Chapter 44: The Construction Site

Before they even reached the sugar factory, they came across a construction site along the way. Lu Dayong paused to consider, then called out to Lin Buwan.

Taking advantage of his recovery, He Changyu decided to lie down in the neural pod, entering the Combat Realm to earn extra income either by grinding skill points or streaming.

A sense of foreboding rose in Luo Qimeng’s heart. This time, Aurora Machinery would be nominating two mechanics to compete. If the candidate she put forward, He Changyu, lost, Storm Tech would certainly seize the opportunity to attack and slander them in the public eye.

As a professional assassin, he would never grant his opponent any opportunity. Without hesitation, he launched an attack on Qin Yuan.

Qin Yuan shook his head helplessly, then went outside to buy a set of black clothes and a black mask before taking a cab toward Phoenix Villa.

Perhaps it was because he had truly studied diligently, while she had indeed been perfunctory in her guidance, that she felt a genuine pang of guilt when confronted.

For so long, the distance and strength she had feigned were nothing more than an effort to avoid being seen as an object of pity in others’ eyes.

Noticing Yun Qianfeng’s gaze fixed on the Kṣitigarbha King pendant at her chest, Heng’e blinked twice, confirming his suspicions without betraying any emotion.

Behind her stood a man dressed in violet, his brows and eyes full of mischief as his gaze wandered ceaselessly across the decorations within the manor.

Originally, Shen Yunchu had been about to leave, but unable to refuse Madam Gao’s earnest invitation to come inside for tea, she accompanied her into the back garden.

Cool rain poured down in dense sheets, covering He Dongfan’s face and neck, raising goosebumps across his skin.

With that, Cao Chong hung up. Afterwards, Lu Pingfan relayed the matter to Sun Xin, who immediately widened her eyes in disbelief.

Had she burst into tears, Lu Pingfan would have been distressed but perhaps somewhat relieved. Yet, her composure only made his heart ache all the more profoundly.

Having faced life and death, Yan Xiaxia was overwhelmed with longing for her son and almost flew into the Gu household.

This was the Creek City Writers’ Association—though smaller in scale than the National Writers’ Association, they stood as equals; there was no hierarchy. As a representative of the national association, what right did you have to expel someone from the Creek City group?

While Leng Yuan was distracted, Yan Xiaxia succinctly recounted the earlier events to Gong Sichen, including how she had tricked Leng Yuan.

“President, we’re all adults and can answer for ourselves. There’s no need for your concern. These things must be safe, or they’d have been dismantled long ago!” some people called out.

Everyone instinctively shielded themselves. The memory of Lu Fengqi’s recent horror was fresh in their minds, and for a moment, no one dared to step forward.

Qin Feng glanced at Li Xun, who appeared to be napping with eyes closed, then rapped the back of Dihao’s head with a firm knuckle. Dihao immediately fled, squatting by the tree roots outside the hall, quietly eavesdropping on anything related to exploration.

The old demon replied offhandedly, “Yes, yes, yes! You’re always right.” At this moment, he had no time to listen to Moxinna’s ramblings.

After I finished speaking, I intended to let the Demon-Slaying Sword teach that ghostly consort a lesson. But as soon as the thought crossed my mind, a sharp pain shot through my chest.

Suddenly, a dazzling white light shone from outside the passage, enveloping Lilith in a strange protective shield.

Even more terrifying was the aura radiating from the soul beast—it was incredibly powerful, clearly over ten thousand years old.

All the secrets about the Dragon God, the Divine Realm, and countless other mysteries were now known to Qin Yang.