Chapter 102: A Trip to the Island

Fu Chen could tell at a glance what was on Song Hui’s mind.

Song Hui hesitated, then asked cautiously, “You ordered the custom piece in advance, didn’t you?”

Fu Chen took a tissue from the table and wiped his hands, answering with airy composure, “Yes.”

At that, Song Hui was utterly unable to tell what the man before her truly meant. A month ago, just a few days before Fu Chen left for France on business, he had clearly been putting on a full act about everything—so why had he still gone to the trouble of having a necklace made for her?

Even if it were all part of the performance, there was no need to go to such lengths.

But she no longer wanted to ask. In Song Hui’s view, their current relationship was more or less the sort in which they would appear only when the other needed them.

I patted my chest and took out my phone to look at my face. It was pitch-black, and I had no idea how many times I had been stepped on when I had crouched my way out just now.

First, I would steady Qin Shou and the others, promise to take them in that day, and then notify Richard to make strict arrangements for the banquet itself.

As she spoke, those jade-white hands moved with dazzling speed. Anyone watching could only see afterimages flicker before their eyes. And with each motion, the many weapons originally aimed at Wu Qing—sabers, swords, spears, and the like—snapped apart in an instant. Only the weapons were ruined; no one was harmed.

Besides, this was only a trap Ye Xiaofeng had set. Even if it proved useless, he still had other means in reserve.

Just as Shagen and Zhihu were nearly done speaking, Hu Mengqi arrived at the perfect moment, bringing a great many delicious dishes with her.

Of course, there were also those who remained skeptical, including Yuan Tong, the dean of Sanhe, and Ding Yin, the eldest senior sister of Misty Peak.

By the time the audience understood the trick, they also realized that the Dream Team’s Captain Plank was not especially formidable after all; he merely had an equipment advantage. For that reason, no one believed the Dream Team could defeat the Polish team.

They were not yet partners. Their relationship had not reached the point where Hengshan Pingyang would risk his life for Kunxu.

Ye Xunhuan was gravely injured at the moment. If he went after Lin Yuhai, and Ye Xunhuan were to clash with Nameless once more, the consequences would be unimaginable.

But Jin Ni was not so easily willing to give up. More importantly, he dared not give up. If he could not obtain the help of Xu Wuyou and the others, then there was no hope of repairing the rainbow seal he spoke of.

This was truly the behavior of a prodigal son selling off his grandfather’s land without the slightest pang of heartache. The buildings in this Dragon Palace were not magical treasures, but after all, they had been built by the dragon race—how could they be destroyed so casually without a trace of regret?

It was a pity that every time, Zhuang Qingqing had never looked into his eyes or at his expression with enough seriousness.

“You said it counted as compensation to me!”

Huo Lingfeng looked at Zhuang Qingqing’s unmistakably shameless expression as he said this.

Dashan had a cigarette between his lips. Half-turning, he fired a shot at the hospital’s revolving door, and the glass shattered all over the floor.

That night, he was somewhat exhausted—exhausted in spirit. Ye Zhong did not want to roam the Divine Capital at night, so he lay down on the couch to rest for a while.

In the first half of the night, the officers were on duty with the team, so the mercenaries did not dare slack off. By the second half, once the officers had yawningly gone back to the barracks to sleep, the patrolling soldiers each hugged their rifles and went off to find a place to sleep. Not only was there no patrol in the security zone, even at the entrance to the barracks there were only two soldiers standing there, dozing off.

As Xu Wuyou’s words fell, Kai Ang was stunned, and Kai Sa too was dumbfounded. Clearly, they had never imagined that Xu Wuyou would answer like that. What on earth was going on?

He walked to the drawer, took out the money inside, and tucked it away in the hidden compartment of her wardrobe.

The clear stream flowed on, bright and luminous like the moon. At first glance it was so transparent that one could see straight to the bottom, yet at a second look it seemed shrouded in mist, as though urging those who saw those eyes to part the haze and make out what truly lay within.

“How did you get here? Did you come on the same cruise ship as us?” she asked softly, looking up at him.

Shen Mubai kept watch for five minutes. Seeing that his breathing had steadied, she quietly switched off the light and closed the door.

Shui Yiren looked at the children who knew nothing of sorrow and smiled in silence; the old village head walking beside her also stroked his beard in delight.

But since Beiming Yuan had agreed, Mu Ling was naturally overjoyed and immediately assented.