Chapter 455: Goodbye Xu Sanduo

A surge of light swept over them.

It didn’t even make Li Luo blink excessively.

Smiling, he glanced around at the blinding white scene before him; once his pupils adjusted slightly, he stepped lightly onto the thick red carpet and walked forward, occasionally pausing to sign autographs for fans.

Obviously.

These weren’t real Li Luo fans.

The notebook was densely covered with many names, but it didn’t matter—Li

Especially when she thought of Yang Jingyu and Jiang Rong, who had left just a moment ago and already bought a bag at the nearby LV counter—wasn’t that much easier to deal with than this middle-aged woman she was serving now?

As a friend, Luo Lie wasn’t bad—worth continuing to cultivate. With nothing else to do these four months, following his team shouldn’t be a problem.

Some even seemed to be pleading with Feng Xingying, since this mission wasn’t simple, and medical skill would be vital if anyone got injured.

After only a few bids, the bidding price was already creeping past that of the ancient stone.

Over the next few days, Xia Qiu joined Lu Sa to set up the studio and buy household essentials.

In Zhi Feng Courtyard, plants and flowers thrived, birds gleamed brightly, the main room was warm as late spring, and the faint, elusive scent of Buddha’s hand citron lingered, soothing the soul.

He could feel the master was reluctant to leave this place—but why leave? He hated that word.

“Big brother, which way should we go?” Tong Tian, straightforward by nature, asked Yuan Shi, since he didn’t know the direction to Zixiao Palace.

After washing up, Shen Yan and Ding Yufeng had also packed everything; the group prepared to go downstairs for breakfast.

After investigation, the police were astonished to discover all the missing persons shared one common trait: they were all worshippers of the shrine where Huo Ling resided.

Meng Qi’s face showed hope; Zhu Lao Liu turned his gaze to the other half of the corpse. Meng Qi’s hand involuntarily clenched—his emotions were deeply complex.

“Then, Auntie, just keep it for now. If we end up together later, we’ll never forget you.” Gao Qing immediately radiated grandeur, as if to say, “Wait for my wedding feast.”

Ling Qi and Lu Qiujing, visiting the place for the first time, gazed around the club with astonishment and curiosity, filled with unexpected delight.

“He Xin has come to the mainland? Looks like Ma’anshan is about to face an unavoidable earthquake.” Heng sighed upon hearing it.

“Of course, but whoever digs up the most potatoes gets a reward,” said the Curry Princess.

Lu You parked his motorcycle outside a mall, went in to buy vegetables, fruits, chicken and duck meat, and plenty of premium candies, then hurried home with longing.

At this moment, lightning crackled across Lei Bao’s palm as it neared Meng Qi’s head, arcs of electricity spiraling around his hand; when the palm drew close, the sparks seared Meng Qi’s hair with a sizzling sound, releasing a burnt odor.

K Lunbao ’s single-line signal vanished completely. Luo Xinlin continued contacting Fise’s headquarters from the secret chamber in Qin Zhuang, trying to cut off Fise’s support—but the real mantis had yet to appear, and the cicada’s identity remained unknown.

She was naturally reserved and poor at socializing, with almost no friends; such intimate, unreserved confidants were even rarer.

Fortunately, in a drawer of the third office, she found a still-functional dim-light flashlight.

What followed was even more outrageous: as if long waiting, countless wolves had fixed their gaze on Lu Ling, poised for her to take that step. The moment she reached the roadside, engines roared from all directions, and pale blue whirlwinds surged toward the spot where she stood.

Sister Liu sniffed the fragrant aroma of the meat and saw half a box of braised pork in their lunchboxes—clearly, they came from a well-off family.