Chapter 126: News from the Skyforge Valley

“Waiter, my vegetables have been sitting here for a while, and no one has come by. What’s going on? Why hasn’t anyone come out?” Du Xuetao shook the menu in his hand. A single person ambled over slowly, glanced at the menu, then walked back out without a word.

Dao Sansheng listened with keen interest...

He shook his head and sighed, a self-mocking smile crossing his lips. He had thought over this matter countless times; it was a decision already made. Even if he tried to stop it now, would it still be in time?

This was the most important potential asset of their pharmaceutical house; it could not be damaged by some inexplicable incident.

He hoped Gohan would stay by their side, but only after Gohan had truly matured.

“Don’t talk nonsense,” Mao San said. Though he offered no verbal explanation, the look in his eyes conveyed everything, and Zhang San understood.

“What’s wrong? Is your foot hurting?” Nightshade asked as Jiang Qiu’er’s pace slowed down.

“I wasn’t as underhanded as you, constantly tossing stones to keep me from moving,” Wang Wen snorted.

This time, he had used three different machines to test it three times. The conclusion was unanimous—pure gold, one hundred percent! That such pure gold still existed in this world was utterly astonishing to him. No wonder this young man could sit so still.

The warmth was profound, as if a lake of tepid water enveloped the two of them. At this moment, they felt a peace and security they had never known before.

The Nine-Tailed Fox, struck by the echo’s assault, immediately began repositioning along the riverbank. After being hit once by the blind monk’s basic attack, he left the grass patch located in the purple team’s territory.

At dawn, the sun had yet to rise fully. The air still held the damp chill of the previous night’s dew, a faint coolness seeping through the thin fabric onto the skin.

Moreover, this was the first time the Morgan family had set foot on Russian soil. None of the five generations of Morgan patriarchs had ever come to Russia, not even during World War II. At most, they had sent the White House representative once or twice, but such visits were rare.

“Yeah! We just got back, and when I called my mom and she said you were at the supermarket, we headed straight here!” Xiao Ting explained with a smile.

The basketball flew through the air unobstructed. After reaching its apex, it swiftly descended, swishing cleanly through the net.

If he hadn’t entered when the ancient battleground of gods and demons opened, he probably never would have had another chance in his lifetime.

Cheng Li was silent. “Fine, do as you see fit. I can’t control these matters; just don’t go too far.” “Understood, Cheng Li. When will you be back?” Cheng Yingli asked as she stood at attention, then looked at him expectantly.

Tang Xue’er had long wanted to drag Xiao Ting and Tang Lei away. Although there were quite a few people outside, it was still outdoors, and the cold wind made everything chill to the bone. She just wanted her younger brother to watch for a while and enjoy the moment before he caught a cold from standing out there too long.

Jinguang Entertainment had always maintained close ties with Jingying, frequently collaborating. They were considered a strong ally of Jingying.

“From the very first attack, the Cleveland players ran more actively than in the last game. At least I finally saw one off-ball cut along the baseline,” Barkley said, albeit with a sarcastic tone. This comment reignited the anger of Cavaliers fans who had just begun to warm to him.

This time, the Stone Druid truly felt pain. He let out a guttural scream like a slaughtered pig, immediately attempting to abandon his current body, transfer his consciousness into another stone, and reform his body to face the black orb head-on once again.