Chapter 32

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Addie’s witnesses offered their congratulations one after another, though they remained composed, lacking any hint of wild exuberance.

They also noticed Holy Light Knights patrolling the perimeter of the landing zone from time to time. The realization of the base’s tight security struck them instantly; any foolhardy enough to cause trouble here would likely be reduced to nothing but dust in a heartbeat.

Although the men Wang Meng brought were desperate outlaws, they stood no chance against subordinates of Gao Jun who were in such a state, unable to even mount a counterattack.

While Li Tianyi and Yang Hui were deep in conversation, Fatty Liu Zhuang had already taken action. At this very moment, he was not at the Baoyi County Public Security Bureau, but in a hotel next to the Night Haze Entertainment City in Liaoxi City.

Much like the previous match against Yajun, Hao Ge was forced into a corner again. Facing him, Chen Yaling’s fists rained down mercilessly, leaving Hao Ge with no choice but to cross his arms tightly to protect his head, defending himself in helpless resignation.

“Falling Star Tower Restaurant, 7:00 PM. Shall I arrange a vehicle to pick you up?” Sun Rao asked with a smile.

Agonizing pain surged from his brain, causing Baili Yangqiu’s entire body to convulse uncontrollably. His eyes rolled back, and his throat, choked with blood, could only emit low, garbled screams of agony.

The team members were stunned. If nothing else, each rifle weighed over seven jin, and with each man carrying eleven or twelve rifles, their load exceeded seventy or eighty jin.

Those creatures, previously ignorant, muddled, and terrified, suddenly understood the cause of it all, as well as the sequence of events and the gravity of the situation.

A rugged man wearing a bright red robe and wielding a war blade appeared in everyone’s sight.

The demon sneered. Despair filled the hearts of the three men; Tang Shan felt a sweetness in his throat, spat out a mouthful of blood, and was sent flying backward.

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Lu Tong had never actually fallen asleep; she was simply savoring the protection and care Fei Liangyan provided. How she wished Fei Liangyan would take her that night—even if they were to part ways the next day. Lu Tong had never longed for a man like this before.

After finally finishing recounting the experiences of the past few years to her maternal grandparents, Dong Zhanyun finally had time to be with her paternal grandparents.

Upon hearing this, Cao Yun covered her mouth and laughed uncontrollably. The maid nearby, seeing the two bicker, prepared to enjoy the show. Cao Yun’s tongue was famously sharp and caustic in the household, and if Ruyu bumped into her, she was bound to be humbled.

The three walked through the building, where everything was pitch black, save for a few swaying electric lights. The light flickered, barely enough to make out the stairs.

Just then, Liu Li’s body began to tremble violently. Bang, bang... the long-vanished sound of explosions rang out once more.

With her arms wrapped around herself, a colossal stone pillar manifested. Gritting her teeth, Shi Ling’er slammed it fiercely into the evil clouds behind her, creating a deafening roar of impact.

“Brother Chen, why don’t I go back myself to notify my family to come to the wharf to unload the cargo, while Huzi and you two keep watch here?” Wang Zeming suggested.

“It’s fine. Although I don’t know what his fate holds, he will be safe for now. Perhaps this is his ordeal!” As he spoke, he glanced at Shi Yan, then continued, “Let’s deal with these people first!” With that, he charged forward, followed by the four great elders.

As the guests arrived one after another, the chatter in the hall seemed to pause for a moment when Ye Chu walked in, before returning to normal.

Fimura Taiichi felt the flow of blood throughout his body, clearly reflected in his mind. The blade in his hand felt as if it had merged with his own body, as natural as an extension of his own hands and feet.

Each of the pythons held a pearl in its mouth, and those pearls emitted a soft yet dazzling light.

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“My father is inside. Do you have business with him?” Seeing the direction Su Yi’s finger pointed, Ning Rou’s expression turned somewhat peculiar. She scrutinized Su Yi carefully, as if trying to discern something.

At daybreak, Lu Zhenyuan returned from the morning court. The Emperor had specifically summoned him for a talk, but seeing his poor complexion, the Emperor did not keep him long, instead ordering precious medicinal herbs to be bestowed upon him.

Xie Mao and Yi Feishi had already done their morning exercise in the Ten Thousand Mountains at dawn. On their way out, they stopped for a bowl of snail rice noodles, and by the time they reached the exhibition hall, it was nearly ten in the morning. A long queue snaked before the entrance, packed so tightly it was impassable.

It wasn't until something landed in her arms that Zhao’er regained her senses. She saw that the flower was extraordinary—heavy, with branches and leaves made of silver, adorned with kingfisher feathers, and a plaque of silver-gilt.

Most of this second generation were "friends" of Chang Yanfei, making it appropriate for him to step forward and host them.

Tan Fengpo was also a clever man; he wouldn't act like a fool by stubbornly insisting on seeing Yin Ruojun. After all, if he weren't clever, how could he have secured the position of Dean of Students?

For this purpose, the Special Envoy would bring out one of the Seven Treasures of the Temple, the "Path of Light," allowing everyone to reach the designated combat zone of the Dark Alliance directly. Once the mission was completed, the commanders would also be granted the authorization to activate the Path of Light, allowing them to return directly to the Imperial Capital of Light.

Hearing this, the situation was crystal clear. With a cold sneer, Hou Rui raised his pistol. Just as he prepared to fire through the door, a dense volley of gunfire erupted in the hallway first.

“A pity it’s a one-handed sword.” Seven-Seven Corn shook her head with a sigh, thinking that by the time she could actually wield it, she would have to wait until all the melee fighters no longer had any need for it.