Chapter 88: Something Is Wrong with This Scene

Around eleven at night, in a certain alley diagonally across from the inn, two vans without license plates slowly rolled to a stop.

“Remember: take them alive if you can. At the very least, leave one breathing. I have questions to ask.”

Anthony, seated in one of the vehicles, watched the hired bruisers he had borrowed from the McCarthy brothers without the slightest expression.

It was not that he lacked manpower of his own; rather, until he could determine the other side’s identity and purpose, he did not want to leave any trail for those with ulterior motives.

At first their boss had already been somewhat suspicious of those two Asians. After these past two days of surveillance and investigation, the truth had—

As for the savior trait of the acceleration aura, the explanation of equal regard meant that anything whatsoever could be treated as an ally.

Sun Yang was somewhat taken aback. The matter had only just been mentioned, yet he had not expected news to have already reached the side of the heartless one.

And it could not be said that the so-called immovable specialty was useful only for its drawbacks; at least in reducing weight during flight, it still had some value.

Thinking of this, Hu Xiu brought a relaxed smile to her face, feeling as though the whole sky above her were a perfect blue.

The gentleman’s expression changed. He wore a flying propulsion device on his person, and had originally thought that even if he could not defeat Li Yang, he could at least escape smoothly in the end.

Mong Bai was stunned by the words. He had assumed the other party would ask about the production crew, the team behind the film, and the like, so that he could bring out the leverage of Li Qin and Hong Xinda. Unexpectedly, Boss Jia asked a question that had little to do with the screenplay project.

Li Zhiyuan’s face was dark and blue as he swept his gaze over Li Jiaojiao and Li Zimo, as well as Zhang Shuiniang who was slowly walking over.

“I remember I’d arranged to go hunting with Old Black, so I won’t go,” Cheng Zhijie said, not batting an eye and not missing a beat as he lied.

In the end, Uncle Guo still worried about who would receive the betrothal gifts. After all, even if the household was among the more prosperous in the village, it still could not compare with the fat profits that slipped from the landlord’s hands.

Then, slowly, a beam of golden light flowed out from his body. On its surface flickered overlapping shadows, all of them the phantom outlines of cloud patterns and ancient script, bathing the entire room in an air of immortal splendor.

The moment the two sides met, casualties appeared at once. The tribulation-stage cultivators took to the higher sky to battle one another, while the Nascent Soul cultivators fought in midair.

“Qiner, that child, Gu Yu, is the son of Mr. Gu’s elder brother and sister-in-law. He is not your biological child, so you and Mr. Gu are only husband and wife in name. It doesn’t matter,” Lv Yumeng said.

Now that they had gained the upper hand, the Honorable Lord of the Dao had arrived at just the right time. The Jade Emperor did not need to think to know that this was probably no good news.

That radiance spread out like a half-moon inside the cave, falling upon the painted scrolls on the wall and casting several elongated shadows in return.

The fact that the two had met could not be denied. If Mu Yichen wanted to clear Jun Qing’s name, then he would need a reason for meeting her.

Xiao Ni rarely heard Si Sheng ramble so much. In one morning he had spoken more than he usually did in an entire month. He did not grow angry; he listened quietly, and whatever Si Sheng said, he answered in kind, without the slightest resistance.

On her side, Ji Ning replied to her messages on her phone and then tossed it onto the sofa before running off again to play games with Gu Yu.

A look of utter indulgence surfaced in Ji Linghao’s eyes. His large hand stroked Liang Kexin’s forehead, wiping away the sweat, while an indescribable ache of heartache twitched within him.

Gu Yanmo saw the tears shimmering in her eyes and simply turned her face toward him with his hand and kissed her.

In truth, from these few words of Xu Baiyu’s, Xi Luo still could not tell what Ri Jin Dou Jin was thinking.

Though I feel little attachment to the Dark Night Yin-Yang Hall, I at least received some kindness from them. I may not count as one of them in full, but I suppose I count as half a member of the Dark Night Yin-Yang Hall. If I were to make my identity known, would that not be the same as plunging into the enemy camp? That would be rather awkward.

The Timberwolves pulled down a total of fourteen offensive rebounds. Mo Xi, who had never been especially strong in rebounding, was the first to bear the brunt.

If she was to marry Song Yanzhao, there would still have to be a formal kinship visit. The other elders of the Song family would all need to receive shoes, socks, and other items made by the bride’s own hands.