Chapter 46: Buying Time

Jiang Zhixun called home, and later learned from a friend that Shen Qingqing had visited the hospital twice recently.

His heart instantly skipped a beat. "What was the reason?"

A patient's medical condition is considered private, making it difficult to investigate.

"I haven't found out the exact reason yet, but Qingqing wasn't hospitalized for treatment, so it shouldn't be anything major."

When people fall ill, they become exceptionally fragile and yearn for the companionship of those close to them.

Jiang Zhixun inexplicably felt a sense of—

Bai Zhi's heart gave another thump. Her earlier teasing mood was now completely gone, unable to muster even a trace of a smile.

Although the amount of genuine gold content was not large, the processing and manufacturing costs were relatively high. Placed under the sunlight, it gleamed brilliantly, and combined with the magical energy exuded by the auric gold threads, it would definitely make one's eyes light up.

With nothing better to do and feeling rather bored, Yang Jian consolidated his own realm while recounting various bizarre tales of the Great Primordial World.

Could the Old Celestial Master really be this idle? Or perhaps Zhang Chulan's background was extraordinary, seeing as he could wield both the Golden Light Incantation and Thunder Magic?

"The situation ahead is very peculiar. We must deal with both the New World and the Void Flame simultaneously, and neither of these is an easy entity to mess with. We originally thought that mysterious aristocratic family wouldn't step forward at this time, but now it seems avoiding them is impossible," Chen Qingxin said.

He kept staring straight at him. Could it be that he was waiting for me to go over and defend against him? Griffin pondered inwardly, feeling a sudden surge of timid apprehension.

This phrase actually proved effective. Fearing that she might find him annoying, and hearing her put it that way, he dared not push her too hard and had no choice but to reluctantly agree.

When the match ended, as everyone stared at the scoreboard displaying the bitterly ironic score of 21 to 0, the entire arena fell into a stunned silence.

Having made up his mind, Yang Jian walked up to the camp gate, and the soldiers gathered around quickly stepped aside.

Meanwhile, Zhou Zhuo and Zhuo's-Heart exchanged glances, shock filling both of their eyes. It seemed the strength of the incoming army far exceeded their imagination. Even if Elbatar possessed fragments of the Sha of Anger, those weak manifestations of malevolent spirits were no match for the burning purification of arcane flames.

Although everything appeared normal, after careful consideration—especially with the earlier incident involving the wild boars—Meng Yi also dismissed the notion of mere coincidence.

Inside the wooden cabin, Wu Shikai sat casually in a diagonal posture on the chieftain's wooden chair. Raising his head to look at Chen Yuanqing, instead of flying into a rage upon seeing him as Chen Yuanqing had anticipated, his expression remained completely calm.

Actually, Eldest Brother Xie's health was fine; it was simply that his wife's family was too overbearing, forcing her to bring her sons and grandsons over every few days to back her brother up.

Unless she was plotting a rebellion, a normal person would never stockpile such massive quantities of grain—unless she had known long in advance that this war would break out.

Tianming, Xiang Yu, and Shilan hid among these people, and for a moment, even Qingwu had no idea where the three of them actually were.

Red Azazel wore a look of utter suspicion, yet he could not fathom how the other party could possibly track him down if he fled, given that his power was teleportation.

If they wanted to cross, all they needed to do was stay put and do nothing, and before long the current would slowly carry them across. However, by the same token, once they rested on the rocks and wanted to swim back upstream against the current to their present location, it would prove exceedingly difficult.

"Are you truly not planning to return?" Through the green gauze window, Shen Changge caught sight of Qi Zhengzhi's desolate figure.

He felt as though his thoughts were separated by a thin layer of paper; the moment a critical node was pierced open, his entire train of thought would instantly clear up, and he would truly seize the initiative.

Chen Yuanlong murmured inwardly. At that very moment, he seemed to catch a glimpse of his father, Chen Xuan, and a sense of comforting reassurance welled up from deep within, causing him to fall silent once more.

Just as I was sinking into deep thought, Zhao Bingyan's white BMW slowly drove over. She brought the car to a halt beside me, removed her sunglasses, and quietly gazed at me in silence.