Chapter 53: The Villain Has Definitely Fallen Head Over Heels in Love - Part 16

Zhong Shi’s room was neither large nor small, embodying an extreme minimalist aesthetic. At first glance, it was all white—looking even more like a hospital than a hospital itself.

Standing by the window, one could see the entire river view, breathtakingly beautiful.

Zhong Shi handed Hua Yue a glass of water.

Hua Yue took a light sip but felt something was missing in her mouth.

“Do you have any alcohol?”

Zhong Shi looked at her, a slight arch of his brow. “Can you drink?”

Hua Yue snorted. “I’m not on medication, of course I can.”

Turning toward the jet-black wall, she suddenly saw a circular hall-like map. This was a temple hall. When I arrived, the surrounding walls suddenly erupted with an eerie crackling sound that sent chills down my spine. Countless armored soldiers glowing with a blood-red light peeled away from the walls, brandishing sharp blades as they charged forward.

After Long Moxuan left, Leng Yurou was alone at home, suddenly overwhelmed with restlessness, nothing pleasing her eyes. One moment, she thought of Long Moxuan’s deception; the next, she recalled Ling Xuewei’s smile. That night in Singapore—did they really do nothing at all?

They had expected Sogna to say something, but instead, he began to back out. Rod felt a mixture of helplessness and frustration: “If you want to leave, then leave on your own!” Saying this, he edged closer to Lilith, carefully watching the cave entrance, ready to respond to whatever might happen.

Though Mrs. Li said nothing, hearing Zhao Fei’s words instantly filled her face with worry. “You all eat first,” she said, then walked to the door, glancing anxiously around.

“Don’t worry, mother, everything will be fine,” Zhao Fei comforted her.

“Do as you please, but if you want to live, it’s best to stay here and not wander! I’m going out for a while and will be back by nightfall!” After a brief pause, Rod turned back to issue this warning before running deeper into the forest.

Long Moxuan remained oblivious, trailing his kisses along Leng Yurou’s neck, until he finally pressed his lips to her soft, moist ones—then he noticed her distraction.

Chu Tian hastily pushed away the uneasy Feng Yun and sat down beside her. He was grateful the three had arrived just in time; otherwise, a grave mistake would surely have been made.

The hospital corridor at night was dimly lit, the soft light casting a muted glow. The long hallway seemed somewhat somber.

“Are you done talking?” The door opened, with Green Branch supporting Pei Jinzhuo to the doorway. After asking, Pei Jinzhuo looked up and saw Yan Chong’s expression was as cold as still water, causing her to pause slightly.

Suddenly, warmth blossomed between her brows. Looking up, she found Ding Xiuqiu’s concerned gaze smoothing out her furrowed brows. “Don’t keep frowning or you’ll get wrinkles. Has someone been insulting you online again? These people only dare to spew such venom behind the safety of the internet.”

Fu Chengqian threw me off and went straight to the bathroom. The sound of rushing water echoed. Rubbing my aching jaw, I got up feeling wronged, then rushed over to yank open the bathroom door, swallowing my pride and manners. Fu Chengqian didn’t expect me to barge in; his eyes glared fiercely. Before he could speak, I cut him off.

Startled, Qin Di quickly stepped back. Seeing Lu Yuan—who was on par with him—his expression shifted slightly.

Cloth armor boots, two long swords, a single green bean, and a spoiled potion—nothing else. The equipment was already overwhelmingly superior.

Since Su Chen wasn’t here and was leaning on the railing, the wrathful Xie Huang’s gaze fixed solely on Xing Fei and the others, paying no attention to Su Chen.

The severed finger exuded a faint pressure; the jade pendant remained inert. Yet the light around the jade talisman flickered softly, and a sigh echoed from within, uttered in an ancient melody of unknown origin.

In the desert’s depths, the howl of a wolf sounded. Not daring to linger, I urged the camels onward. Naturally, I awoke from the heat, quietly gripping my gun, eyes scanning the surroundings, careful not to waste a single bullet.

“Thank you. I’ll call right away.” Mu Nian’an nodded, picked up the phone, messaged Assistant Feng first, then called Binggan.