Chapter 32: On Duty!

“Big sis, don’t spoil me too much,” Chen Fan joked, “At this rate, I’ll become a good-for-nothing rich kid in a few days.”

Meng Rongrong shot him an exasperated glance. “Xiaofan would never be like that. Besides, what do you think all our hard work is for?”

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Su Yunyun had been calling out for a long time. When Tang Yu didn’t respond, she knew Tang Yu had no intention of acknowledging her. Fine, if the person involved isn’t worried, why should she be? Anyway, the staff had promised there would be safety measures.

But just that one glance made Xu Yaya feel a chill along her spine, as if all her secrets had been laid bare. She immediately looked at the other person with a wary expression.

Meanwhile, Cheng Ze walked out of the hospital and glanced back. He thought the loud sound of the door closing would let Su Yunyun know he was angry, and maybe she’d come running after him. But in reality, Su Yunyun and Song Ci were still in the ward, enjoying their hot breakfast.

“Your mother will be sharing a bed with my father from now on. If you don’t want to share with me, I’ll have my dad clear out the storage room next door for you,” Li Lianhua said coldly.

No matter how much the shadow traveler resembled the Keeper, it could never be her. Xuan Mo was keenly aware of this, even the lingering remnant in the Dark Tower was just a fragment drawn from his memory.

Just as the elders were searching for the Second Elder, a striking, elegant figure appeared at the entrance of the main hall. Her eyes, beautiful beyond compare, were filled with anxiety.

The cloak on the grey-leafed figure remained black, but in the firelight, faint silver embroidery of leaves could be seen on its surface.

Han Yiyi’s eyes were ringed with dark circles and bloodshot; she had barely slept these past two nights, spending all her time reading comments online.

But Ji Ying had no intention of picking up the conversation, nor did she even want to look at him. She simply lowered her gaze and played with the sash at her waist.

Just now, Su Yunyun had pleaded for Huo Ranran as well. Whatever the case, Huo Ranran was allowed to stay.

The golden war spear flashed coldly, its tip piercing the air with extreme sharpness, aiming straight at a mid-stage Yuan Gang realm opponent. The man’s expression didn’t change; he unleashed his elemental skill, swung his battle blade, and blocked the attack with a ringing clang.

He had sent word, hoping someone would help him escape. No matter what, he couldn’t let harm come to that person.

His confidant turned around to look at Mo Nanqi. Seeing how drunk he was, there was nothing more to say—he’d have to wait until Mo Nanqi sobered up to persuade him again.

She had once been Medusa’s top disciple in this world, so she knew far more about the top fighters than ordinary warriors, and she explained everything with great clarity.

When Tian Deguang realized everyone was looking at him, he grew a bit shy. Shaking his head, he muttered that he didn’t want to change seats and bowed his head.

He wanted to leave, but the whispers in his ear and the soft, furry sensation in his hand told him it was already too late.

The Xuanyi Trading Guild’s business spanned all five domains of the Wild Heaven Realm, making it the wealthiest in the land. No one, not even the guild’s president, knew the full extent of the guild’s fortune.

Ling Yuexiu looked at Su Lengyan in surprise. He was about to refuse her, but found himself unable to. The thought of leaving for Xuan Sect and being apart from her filled him with unexpected reluctance.

The three of them fell silent at once. On reflection, it sounded quite reasonable. Yu Muyun and Sheng Jingran looked at Mu Kechen, whose expression never changed, and realized it was true—they had almost never seen Mu Kechen smile.

Gu Lanshan wanted to turn and leave, but she didn’t feel as if she had lost her sister, Gu Enen. Clenching her fist tightly, she avoided looking into Han Chengchi’s eyes, waiting for him to speak.