Volume One, Chapter 55: A Senior from My Organization!

“Just broke through to the first level of the Void, and already facing thunder strikes? Does that make sense?” Lin Yun muttered, feeling the surge of strange energy within him. He had the sensation that an invisible giant hand in the sky gripped a thunder hammer, locked onto him, ready to strike at any moment. “Could it be that Heaven itself holds a grudge against me?”

Xuanyuan Shuai swallowed hard, eyes filled with longing as he gazed upon the two magical treasures floating above Ouyang Yan’s palm. The stone pillar rose four to five zhang above the water’s surface, and the toads that had fallen into the water swam back and forth, seemingly searching for food. Yang Yu pondered for a moment—there was no food here, so what purpose did these toad illusions serve?

Wan Miao glanced at the tea table, then turned toward the door, gently pushing open the door as he left the living room. Jing Yi followed him to the doorway. As she moved to switch off the living room light, the little orb perched on her shoulder stretched out, deftly pressing the switch with its right paw.

Exhausted, I collapsed on the sofa, unwilling to move even a finger. According to Wang Xianren’s analysis, this was because my soul had separated from my body, causing severe depletion of vital energy—much like having a leg severed in a car accident. Such injuries to muscles and bones require a hundred days of careful recuperation.

“Take my seal and go forty li south, to the foot of Mount Dangshan. Bring Mr. Miao here at once! Next, we will take action against the lackeys surrounding Yu Guozhong and his family!” Sima Lie declared.

At that moment, from the street behind them, the rapid roar of a car engine pierced the air. A second SUV, initially parked several hundred meters away on the right roadside, suddenly switched on its headlights and accelerated toward Wan Miao and Jing Yi.

The paper was fresh, filled with numerous words. Upon picking it up, he finally found what he sought—though the contract listed not an actor, but merely a resident of Quanyun Apartments.

Unfortunately, Wu Yue, the emperor, was already controlled by the Soul-Subjugation Pill, devoid of his own consciousness, unable to speak, and entirely obedient to the Second Young Master. At this moment, he was nothing more than a puppet.

Now, Chen Mo had become a cold, lifeless tool, motionless. With the death of the Celestial Dog, no one could ‘manipulate’ him anymore. Thus, Chen Mo appeared as a mere corpse.

He was only guessing, but when speaking to Luo and Biji, he spoke with certainty, hoping they would kill these ten extremely dangerous subhuman magical beasts rather than flee. Otherwise, he doubted he could escape.

---

Tonight felt off. From the main gate inward, door after door, it was nearly a li to the fourth chamber. After sleeping for a while, around midnight, he woke first. Without lighting a lamp, he leaned against the kang, eyes closed, listening.

Lü Hui knew that with Single Shu Lin here, more people would gradually gather, and more would begin to notice her.

A son is one’s own; who wouldn’t care? If the child couldn’t be saved, he thought his life might be over. Finally, a divine doctor appeared—would he not be anxious? He longed to take the child immediately... Now, busy as they were, he even dared to confront that mysterious couple head-on. For what? Still for the child.

Clearly, the eldest aunt was unforgiving in speech. The others had left, yet she still called them “old and decrepit” repeatedly.

The emperor’s merits and virtues accumulated over generations, bringing lasting peace, thus named Zhonghua. Mother, did the name you gave me imply lingering feelings for that person?

With a “pfft!” a powerful water wave spell pierced the lake’s surface, striking heavily against the fragile tail of the giant dragon python.

Jin Hongsheng approached the safe step by step, opened it, and found it empty. There were no valuables, only some of her jewelry, contracts for her properties, a small amount of cash... and her passport.

The evidence was undeniable, shockingly so. Qi Huier’s complexion paled, even her chief maid Xinyue behind her changed expression.

As Xu Shizhong left, Tongtong immediately ordered someone to heat the meal, thinking the Fourth Master would return soon. Yet before the meal was ready, news arrived that he could not come back for the time being. He was accompanied by He Xiang.

Lin Feng spoke slowly, explaining to the former not to worry Wa Jiao. At Wa Jiao’s age—prime youth—she should not shoulder such a heavy burden.

Looking at the murky eyes flashing an intimidating light, Yan Dingtian’s expression stiffened instantly, a strong unease rising in his heart. He sensed the cloth-clad elder’s next words held the true intent.

As for Ao Xue, a faint smile played on her lips, meaningful and sinister, as if a conspiracy had succeeded.

Upon hearing this, Qin Huilan took the blueprints and studied them carefully. After reading, she passed them to others. Once everyone had seen them, they all praised Qin Xuan’s talent and hoped the restaurant could be decorated according to the designs.

Feng Xiangyun was already in a foul mood today and, repeatedly provoked, could no longer restrain himself. He turned and glared furiously at the few who slowly approached, his fists clenched so tightly they creaked.

---

At any time, any place, any occasion, one must keep oneself in a leading position, wielding the power to take the initiative.

Qiao Feng saw Qin Xuan’s serious contemplation and nodded again. He knew Qin Xuan had taken his words to heart. He also harbored some suspicions about Qin Xuan’s identity, though he said nothing.

At least on the way to the battlefield, no one could guarantee they wouldn’t be attacked by monsters. It was better to have more people.

“Then you’re already eighteen. Why don’t you buy these things yourself?” The young female officer still looked a bit tender-faced.

The middle-aged clan chief on the altar steps murmured to himself, then suddenly paused, as if recalling something, and stopped speaking.

Two adult men with expressionless faces guarded the back door. They stood motionless, unwavering even when two patrol officers suddenly broke formation and walked toward them, showing no reaction—not even moving their eyes.

The dark clouds dispersed without resistance, scattered by Li Daniu. Seeing the gap, the group did not hesitate and entered the final stretch.

“All right, Grandpa Pan, they won’t dare cause trouble anymore. You can run your street stall with peace of mind!” After speaking, Li Daniu and the others left.

“Headquarters, this is Flight 0173. The plane has landed safely!” Wu Hai glanced at Li Daniu, who was holding the headset by the wingtip.

Wu Huan involuntarily wondered if Ming Ye already knew her thoughts, deliberately letting her witness everything to make her give up hope. Or perhaps it was simply a warning—not to act rashly, lest chaos engulf the world.