Chapter 59: Humans Are Inherently Expressive Creatures

"Looking for food. We're setting out tomorrow, so we have to make a lavish meal tonight to celebrate." Ye Feng gave her a faint smile.

The three of them surrounded Wenren Ya not merely to keep her from stealing the spotlight. Under the guise of dance movements, their free hands mercilessly struck toward Wenren Ya. The viciousness, which demanded that she remain horizontally on the stage, was enough to make even seasoned men on the battlefield feel ashamed of their own inadequacy.

"Uncle, we are about to leave shortly. We didn't bring any cash, so this check is a token of our appreciation for guiding us, and also to make a friend!" Lin Ling said as she shoved a check into Zha Wa's hand.

Those classmates who had originally worn expressions of disdain and mockery suddenly changed countenance the moment the first phrase of the melody played.

"Huh? Wife—I didn't mean that." Ye Feng was slightly taken aback, not expecting Ling Qiuyun to suddenly run off. Panicking inwardly, he hurried to pursue her.

Back in those years, Wenren Ya was one of the rare individuals in the Jialan Academy who did not suffer too much discrimination from her teachers. Aside from her two masters in the Elixir Department, she had also earned the attention of Dean Zheng. Therefore, upon returning after many years, Wenren Ya showed no hesitation in offering her gratitude where it was due.

Li Ye, together with Zhang Tiancheng, Abusili, and Li Zhongshi, arrived before the mountain and shouted loudly upward, "Do not loose your arrows! We have come to negotiate. Send Diao Shi out to speak with me."

Considering themselves veterans of the esports scene, they had always looked down upon teams lacking in heritage and foundation.

This was merely the first time; it needed to be condensed eight more times. At the mere recollection of that bone-piercing agony, Wang Jie felt a twinge of dread. Yet, at this juncture, Wang Jie had no choice but to push forward, or else everything would become an empty illusion.

Upon reflection, the Crown Prince's earlier actions inevitably seemed somewhat too frivolous and arrogant. Zhongli Shuo completely disbelieved that the Crown Prince held such trust in him. However, the evidence regarding Shangguan Hong in the Crown Prince's possession was not necessarily false.

Stephan was also scrutinizing Vivian's corpse, comforting the twin sisters with one hand while observing the wounds on Vivian's body.

Besides, no warning could possibly have been given beforehand, otherwise Du Wanhqiu's mother-in-law would not have appeared here.

If these were achieved at the cost of consuming one's life force, the loss would vastly outweigh the gain. At this thought, the Director's expression turned grave beyond precedent.

Beneath a cluster of towering and jagged peaks, a fortress established by demons suddenly began to stir restlessly.

Compared to battling savages, energy attacks obviously inflicted far greater damage on these energy monsters! Within moments, the few remaining energy monsters vanished completely.

Li Zhi'en did not answer Wang Gong's words. Instead, with a solemn expression, he slowly swept his gaze across the crowd and spoke.

After Antarctic Immortal and Yunzhongzi departed, Duobao Taoist did not immediately set off to return to Biyou Palace; instead, he began discussing matters with the others.

Of course, this assumed there were no excessively powerful creatures dwelling beneath the icy sea; otherwise, the barrier painstakingly constructed by the Gene Guild would be nothing more than a joke.

Xiao Xue wanted to say something, but hesitated, stopping on the verge of speech. To mask her loss of composure, she lowered her head. Yet her heart ached so intensely that she could not help sobbing aloud. Watching Xiao Xue's shoulders tremble repeatedly, Ren Jian momentarily had no idea what to do.

"It looks like you've truly alienated everyone this time." Shen Qingming looked at Zhao Chenlu with a trace of sympathy.

In his dream, he dreamt that his two long-dead brothers, Li Jiancheng and Li Yuanji, had turned into malevolent ghosts coming to claim his life.

Putting in every ounce of effort to pursue them for over ten minutes, Gao Wei finally saw those people enter a restaurant, and he hurried inside after them.

No one was certain whether Lin Hai merely intended to discipline the Han family or planned to wipe out everyone present in one fell swoop.

The disciples of the Tianling Sect present were stunned at first, but then erupted like a boiling cauldron. Almost all of them excitedly and animatedly conversed with one another, except for Lin Yifei and a few newly initiated disciples who stared blankly at their surroundings with perplexed expressions.

Tan Yue turned her gaze back to Chen Zhiyu, who seemed utterly impervious to the chill in her office, maintaining a calm expression and a faint smile as he looked at her.

Seeing the crowd's hardline attitude and arrogant demeanor of fighting to the bitter end, Lin Fang wore a look of helpless resignation.

As a physician, watching these innocent patients deteriorate in condition while remaining entirely powerless to stop it was a source of supreme agony for Lin Tong.

Everyone felt that Huang Rong's words were somewhat inexplicable, save for Jinchanzi, who seemed to have a faint understanding as he glanced back and forth between Zhang Feng and Huang Rong.

The First Prince, who had always been at odds with Zhang Feng, also furrowed his brows and fell silent, clearly unable to refute Zhang Feng's words.

Shaking his head to clear it slightly, his bloated body returned to its normal state. He took a deep breath and readjusted his mindset.

Passing through the hallway and bypassing the sandalwood-framed marble screen, Aunt Lin's footsteps ahead still did not halt. Xie Shuning frowned at the sight. Fortunately, both she and Yuebai were light of foot and wore soft-soled shoes, making their landings almost silent. They crept forward all the way, without ever alerting the affectionate pair ahead.

Hearing Mingmei speak thus, Qiao Jingxuan smiled wickedly. "Whether I am invincible and divine is for my wife alone to decide." With that, he lunged forward, pinning Mingmei beneath him and forcing her to beg for mercy. The two frolicked and chased each other for a long time before finally letting up.

Lian Tianqi said as he closed the folding fan he had been waving, shivering involuntarily because someone's gaze was simply too scorching, suddenly making him feel rather cold.

Sumu had already incurred the Emperor's displeasure, and given the circumstances, there was no possibility of repairing the relationship in the short term. Therefore, Sumu decided to adopt a low profile from then on.

"You don't need to lift a finger, I'll leave on my own!" The Prefect's wife picked up her cloak, draped it over her shoulders, and turned to depart by herself.

Last time he suffered from amnesia, he failed to protect her properly, leaving her to endure all the hardships of the world for six years. Therefore, in this lifetime, he would never forget her again.

"You send someone to handle the matter I mentioned to you. Having the Four Shadows accompany me will be enough." Ling Wuxuang disapproved of Xuanuan Mo accompanying her out of the palace.

"Did Grandfather see clearly? The Emperor of Qi's desire to kill me remains unyielding!" Wang Caijun gazed fixedly at Wang Feiyuan.