Chapter 90: I Have My Own Way

“Let me tell you, it is not that I cannot afford a hotel; it is that the street stalls offer far better value for money.”

Zhang Liang walked through the streets of Johannesburg with Rong Aiyu beside him, each of them holding two South African savory meat pies, devouring them with gusto.

They had come out to gather supplies. The mission had stalled, and until they had learned the true situation of that apartment building, Tong Wanxin would not let them take any risks.

Under ordinary circumstances, it should have been him and Zhen Ye going out together, but because the commotion that night had been a little too great, there was a chance they might be recognized by someone with ulterior motives if they went together. That was why they had brought this girl along.

The tabby cat extended a forepaw. Its blade-like claws ripped open the place Chu Xintian had just bandaged. Then the cat stuck out its tongue and licked the wound. Miraculously, the swelling in Chu Xintian’s arm visibly receded.

“Cough, cough, cough!” Miss Ye choked, her delicate cheeks flushed crimson from coughing.

The bluish-gray smoke still had not dispersed from the nose and mouth of that face. As it spread into the air, it released a thick, putrid stench. Plants within a hundred miles of it withered instantly upon touching that foul aura, turning yellow and barren as if deep autumn had already arrived.

As the two of them were speaking, Liu Chen slowly awoke from the darkness as well. He opened his eyes, and the moment he moved, a searing pain shot through his entire body. He could not help drawing in a sharp breath and, with some frustration, only pursed his lips before lying quietly again.

“No, you don’t need to explain anything to me...” Tong Yan grew even more flustered. She was not someone important to him, and he had no obligation to explain himself to her. What she feared most was hearing a truth she could not accept.

The wine cellar was not a permanent refuge. Qingxin had thought over it for half the night and decided that they absolutely could not stay there until dawn.

Wu Yu ignored the fact that he had just touched the doorknob. If his guess was correct, then the door should have opened the moment he touched the knob. It would not have waited until he touched the door itself.

Regrettably, when he greeted them, those fellows ignored him. When he tried to touch them, they scattered in panic as though they had seen some terrible monster.

Although no light shone there, the smell of gunpowder was already easy to detect inside the room. A mild-mannered man began to speak slowly, hoping to smooth things over, but the two of them rebuffed him together.

Even so, that was still not enough. Lei Dong could ensure that he himself would not be injured, but he could not guarantee that he would snatch the gun away before Huangmao fired. Once the bullet left the barrel, who knew which unlucky soul it would strike amid the chaos?

Gangzi continued the habit he had formed in the Emerald World. He summoned the captains of all the ships aboard his own vessel and used the deck as a map to deploy his naval battle tactics.

After saying this, Lan Keer took a set of black form-fitting clothes from the bag she carried with her, not bothering to avoid Jiang Ping. Right there in the wine cellar, she began changing.

And Jessica did not merely call out to Jiang Ping once and leave it at that. She actually ran toward him with all her might. At that point, everyone realized that something was not quite right, and all eyes followed the beautiful flight attendant as she made her way to Jiang Ping.

The interior of the cave was also extremely spacious, since the entrance itself was very large. The light inside was excellent as well. There was no need for torches; the rippling stone walls could be seen clearly.

Wei Decheng looked haggard, with a scruffy beard and deep dark circles under his eyes. It seemed he had not rested well lately. Still, his spirits were good, which suggested he was very satisfied with the situation after the merger of Boco Corporation and the Pierro family.

The Flame Demon clan had lived there for generations, solely because the heat of the place had given rise to those fearsome demons. Wrapped in flames from head to toe, the Flame Demons were such that even during the great war between gods and demons in days past, the Demon Emperor had been unable to persuade them to send so much as a single soldier.

Once again, on that painted pleasure boat, she had plotted to harm Ling Qingwan. Who would have thought that she would instead fall into her own trap and ruin herself utterly.

However, that only worked on Yu Qiuyan. If it had been Wei Xiao, perhaps by now he would have guessed what had happened and, instead of turning the place upside down while laughing at her, would have demanded that she give a speech about it.