Chapter 54: Why Is the Villain Also Infatuated? 17

Zhong Shi was momentarily stunned.

On the lock screen, a vibrant and radiant young woman was smiling brightly, her hands bent into a heart shape above her head, brimming with youthful energy.

It was Hua Yue's selfie.

Zhong Shi: "..."

Awkward.

Endless awkwardness.

Silence.

Hua Yue's light chuckle was particularly conspicuous in such an atmosphere. Zhong Shi instinctively averted his gaze and looked out the window.

Beneath his tousled locks, the tips of the man's ears were faintly red as he remained utterly silent.

I recalled carefully, and wasn't that precisely the business van that had made six trips out this afternoon?

Ye Qing had already prepared everything. For this battle, he had no intention of letting it unfold in the mortal realm. He would prevent the Ancestral Dragon and his fellow dragon clan members from even setting foot in the mortal realm, banishing them directly to the far northern reaches of the Dragon Realm.

Lips and teeth ground against each other, and tongues intertwined, plundering and demanding everything from one another. The sound of hurried breathing echoed through the room.

Chen Mingguang immediately walked over to the window, closed it, and blew out the only oil lamp in the room. Even so, the glow of the soul-guiding lamp remained; the moment the enemy searched their way up the mountain, they would still spot it instantly.

The dinner had just begun. Everyone had partaken in both the sweet and savory Laba porridge, sharing their respective opinions, when the steward ushered in another guest.

The speed at which he answered the questions and handed in his test papers left the surrounding classmates deeply ashamed. They hadn't even finished writing one paper yet he had already submitted two—what kind of situation was this?

Su Chen felt that this sensation was even worse than the period when he used to despise Ye Song.

"If I remember correctly, Tian, you've been a trainee for a year and a half now, haven't you?" Lee Soo-man was wearing a bathrobe; days of insomnia had left him looking somewhat weary. Without lifting his head, he asked softly as he closely examined the online discussions among netizens.

In fact, the reason Mount Longhu was able to maintain its peerless status in the mystical world despite losing its twin dragon pulses, aside from its profound heritage, was due to a confidential matter that could only be found recorded within the archives of the Mount Longhu Celestial Master Hall.

"Did I just black out?" Chen Junyi voiced the most probable scenario, yet he had guessed wrong.

This was the item Elder Chen had specifically reminded them to bring—a very simple mask, nothing high-tech, not a concealed weapon, merely a straightforward object made of ordinary plastic, at best hardened plastic, utterly incapable of providing any defense against the combat capabilities of modern espers.

However, those green light beams were clearly no match for the pillar of fire; they could barely hold out for a moment before the pillar of fire devoured them and surged forward with residual might.

"The military department's... top three combat powerhouses..." Xia Chunqiu repeated those words softly. Both she and Qi were now sitting beside the unconscious Chen Junyi.

Ning Hao's mind spun, and he immediately realized that such transactions would certainly not be conducted in the open. Now that there was hope of getting out, he could only swallow his pride and go along with it for the time being.

Xia Fan crept stealthily back into his bedroom. Suddenly, the light clicked on, and Yin Qingrou was sitting on the edge of the bed, staring straight at him.

Sure enough, all of Panyang's crises had been resolved. Qiu Haitang's shop across from Hongfeiyuan had been smashed a few times by painting buyers, but Qiu Haitang was still standing strong, continuing to collect red jadeite.

"A powerful backer? Of course I have a powerful backer, but why should I tell you?" Liu An retorted irritably.

A situation arose that even the strategists could find no way to avert, or else... the strategist himself wished to be bogged down.

"I just hope there won't be any trouble over at Feilai Gorge!" Leng Yihan muttered to himself, seemingly speaking to Zhong Hai, yet also talking to his own reflection. His expression was heavier and more anxious than ever before.

"Slash!" With a single blade stroke, the bearded man Sada's wrist and the hand gripping the obsidian were instantly severed, and a fountain of blood spurted out right after. Flaming hair, the crimson fire of the lotus, and the gushing blood intertwined, fluttering down like flower petals amidst the flames. Everyone was stunned by this sudden, drastic change, utterly unable to react in time.