Chapter 398: Modern Future, Expressing Gratitude

Leaving that group of sharp minds to discuss or argue, Zheng Fa walked out of the nursing home, transformed into a long rainbow, and in an instant arrived at the foot of Goddess Hongshan.

This place was originally a village, which Zheng Fa had visited before.

Earlier, when he and Tang Lingwu and the others were searching for a suitable mountain range, they had stayed at a guesthouse in this very village.

By now, the villagers had long been relocated by the authorities above; it was said they received quite a sum of money—Old Man Bai still maintained some contact with that guesthouse owner, and when speaking of these relocated households, his tone surprisingly lacked...

Xiang Mian held the baby, coaxing them to sleep, and only after feeding both babies rice paste and milk did they fall asleep, allowing Xiang Mian to go downstairs from the second floor to continue eating.

While they were talking, the Husky listened silently nearby; seeing the three of them talk endlessly, the Husky became somewhat unhappy, and without waiting for them to finish, this fellow grabbed a piece of meat and put it into its mouth.

Regarding the matter of Wu Wei, Heishiji and the others had not informed him during their message transmission, fearing it would cause unnecessary panic; everything was best discussed only after the person arrived.

"You dead Husky, aren't you just dying of joy? I learned this trick from alchemy lessons on Flying Immortal Island; this is called drawing inferences from one instance. You should learn some skills from me in the future; you won't suffer any losses." Wang Jue turned his head, looking at this fellow and scolding with a laugh.

Watching the few people chatting animatedly, Xiang Mian inexplicably felt her presence was so awkward; making up her mind, she strode boldly toward the private room.

Yamada Ikeda was not polite, leading the way straight into the room; Gray Snake, his mind in chaos, did not have time to stop him—after all, there were no secrets worth investigating in the room; at most, it would make outsiders think there was internal strife within Golden 22.

Crystal Jade and Li Dan watched helplessly from the side, unanimously agreeing that she was quite foolish and clumsy, pitiable yet not pitiable; she had brought it upon herself, but Lin Lin Bu Fan had not a single penny's worth of relation to her; alas! Jade and Li Dan simultaneously understood and shook their heads.

"Tongtian! If you have the ability, fight me one-on-one; what kind of skill is hiding behind others!" A roar erupted as Lu Ya Xuehe Laozu waited to vent his fury on the person behind Wu Wei, on this true culprit.

According to your logic, if there are no bad people in society, then why has the state established legal organs, audit institutions, and procuratorial organs?

Gu Nian had not drunk much at the bar that time; she had originally been very resistant to Su Mohan's approach, but seeing Xiang Mian coming over, she truly had no choice and could only follow Su Mohan away.

Such a huge wild boar charging at our camp—if we do not fight back, it will be us who die.

After cursing himself twice, the image of that one-armed youth involuntarily floated up again in the young man with glasses' mind.

Comparing it this way, although both suffered physical disabilities, Senior Wuziqi, who had lost an arm, maintained a very peaceful state of mind.

At that time, Xu Damao had still been thinking of mixing in some sand, wanting Liu Lan to go serve these fallen old leaders; who would have expected Liu Lan to have such strong pride, focusing her entire mind on learning cooking, and especially since her culinary skills had already borne fruit then, she utterly disdained doing such things and directly refused Xu Damao.

When had Di Jun ever suffered such humiliation; waving his hand, he summoned purple lightning thick enough for ten people to embrace, which split down and landed beside Ning Ning.

Unlike her well-behaved attire at the Chi family that day, she now wore a short black skirt, a pair of long boots covered in rivets on her feet, and an off-white mink fur coat over it all.

Mu Zhe, crying pitifully, pounced toward Mo Bai seeking comfort; when only a fist's distance remained, Mo Bai dodged with a posture that strained her waist, glanced at Mu Zhe with a look full of warning, causing the improperly behaved Mu Zhe to shrink into a corner, boredly rubbing against the wall and shaking down a floor full of dust.

If the Deaf Old Lady had not been panicked before, it was at least because she had money in hand and was a subsistence allowance recipient, with everything handled by the sub-district office; now, the Deaf Old Lady, apart from that little money in her hand, had nothing at all.

The Jiang clan only provided manpower and labor, refusing to undertake dangerous tasks, yet they demanded sixty percent; this was somewhat like a lion opening its mouth wide.