Warmth

“Good afternoon, Deputy Inspector. Would you like something to drink?” Dongfang Jue’s calm demeanor, always unsettling to others, was a formidable weapon against Lan Fengyuan. Facing this accomplished, experienced man whose family had recently suffered a tragedy, Lan Fengyuan felt both reserved and undeniably tense.

He actually wanted to say, “Why don’t we go somewhere together for a meal?” But right now, he truly lacked the means—the injury to his leg and his meager finances made even a simple outing impossible, let alone dining out.

Slowly, she sensed the light before her shift. She abruptly opened her eyes—still surrounded by a sea of peach blossoms.

“Arrow Barrage: Harnessing formidable archery skills to conjure a multitude of arrows, unleashing a wide-area attack upon enemies ahead. Cooldown: five seconds.”

“What solution?” Imhoten asked urgently. Yet, as soon as he spoke, he froze, his expression shifting several times before he sighed, as if resigned, waiting to hear what Murong Chen would say.

Fine, let’s just drink. Even if I get an answer today, I won’t be climbing the mountain immediately.

“Kurobe, still haven’t corrected your bad habits?” The only elder dressed in a kimono interrupted the robust old man’s family chat.

Meeting Ling Ming’s approving and deeply meaningful gaze, Chengnuo felt his heart nearly collapse.

In the face of sudden chaos, the guards protecting the grain carts hadn’t even reacted before most were felled by precise arrows. The remaining guards, before they could counterattack, were dragged from their horses by the strong young men pulling the carts, dying without understanding what had happened.

“Birds of a feather,” Shao Mu quipped, emboldened enough to snatch Gao Wen’s words after eating and drinking his fill.

“The Federal Military really thinks anyone is still willing to serve as a space combat soldier and throw their lives away... It’s hilarious.” Valentine, holding up the large recruitment ad in the newspaper, laughed heartily at Lin Peng and Xiao Menglou.

That sense of comfort struck her as absurd: Was merely knowing Xiao Menglou’s whereabouts for the past three years enough to give her solace? Her childhood companion was no longer an enigmatic stranger, but did that truly bring her comfort?

Qi Xin watched as Yang Hua and her parents helped carry Jin Rui back home. He leapt down from the tree, quietly trailed them into the village, and hid atop a tree outside their door, observing as they burned Jin Rui’s silken clothes, washed up, and changed him into coarse linen garments.

At this thought, Xie Qiao’s eyes shone with gold and crimson, instantly illuminating the dark room. However, what met his gaze was a scene of carnage. Following the blood trail, his pupils contracted sharply.

This demonic poison was exceptionally vicious. Fortunately, his body was condensed from the origin itself—had his true form been here, he would surely have perished!

The ancient gate before him was carved with images of serpentine beasts, rendered so vividly they seemed alive, giving onlookers the illusion of being drawn in.

During these three days of preparation, the geniuses of the Seven Cities each adjusted themselves to their peak condition! This Youth Congress was not only about the ten young master candidates for the peaks.

“I certainly won’t do anything to you. But the laws of Dayong are not mere decoration!” Peng Mo’s demeanor remained neither warm nor cold, his tone gentle and agreeable.

“But now I am gravely wounded, trapped in this sunless prison, unable to go to his side...” Earl’s voice sounded mournful. As he spoke, he struck the magical barrier in frustration, as if cursing his own helplessness.

Hearing Peter’s words, Liu Lingshan just wanted to slap him until he was crippled.

Li Junhao nodded awkwardly. This was the first time he’d ever borrowed money—even though they were relatives, it was still embarrassing.

As for whether Zhang Haotian would seek revenge against Zong Feng, and whether Zong Feng could survive it, that would depend on his own fate.

“Old Fan, are you certain powers from the provincial capital have entered our city?” Leng Jianfeng rubbed his temples with one hand, his dejected expression unseen by all.

The alarm horns grew louder, now audible even to many Foundation disciples. They looked around in astonishment, unable to fathom what was happening.

Tang Feng spoke all at once, but to this day he still believes those words were not a fabricated lie, but heartfelt truth.

Everyone landed atop the mountain, sitting down to rest. Though they could not linger long in one place, they seized every moment to replenish their depleted vital energy.

Liu Shaoqing’s tone brimmed with pride as she commented, but anyone could tell she was also praising her child.

Suddenly, from the distant sea came a thunderous roar. The sky was momentarily shrouded in darkness, and after a brief blindness, a massive, fiery silhouette plummeted from the heavens, landing on the golden sands and startling countless resting seagulls.

Behind the defensive works, human soldiers watched the growing figure in the distance, their mouths agape in shock, faces full of disbelief.

Almost the instant his face touched the ground, a foot pressed down on his head.

I know this probably won’t work, but Master really dislikes outsiders. No one from outside has ever dared enter the courtyard, and Master always speaks to them with a cold face,” Sasha said, looking worriedly at Robin.