Chapter 188: Xia He Helps Out

Since you can’t be certain, rushing to find Zhang Qunying now isn’t a good strategy. Not only will you fail to get the materials, but if this gets back to Yao Gang, it’s all over.

Fang Qingye pondered for a while but found no clear path, so he temporarily set the matter aside and returned to his unit at a leisurely pace.

Just before closing time in the afternoon, Fang Qingye suddenly received a call from Zhang Qunying.

“Assistant Fang, I heard your grandfather runs a nursery with many orchids, is that right?”

“No, I truly feel this isn’t worth it, and today’s mistake you made is far too serious,” Su Yile sighed.

“Since you know my goal, then cooperate with me. For you, there’s no loss, isn’t there?” Xuan Yuan Lang asked with a smile.

Yun Jinyao: “Uh…” What’s there to admire? Who knows how many survivors still starve daily?

Jiang Hongyu’s timely appearance saved my appetite—of course, the aroma of the food also tempted Liu Ruyue, who joined the meal.

At first, the security guard in the monitoring room didn’t know Luo Yicheng’s identity and refused to let him check the footage himself, even trying to kick him out.

Every weekend, Bai Ze never rested—he practiced taekwondo at his home training ground.

Zi Wu invited Qing Ran to sit on the stone bench in the courtyard. Zhu Bi washed her hands and boiled a pot of clear tea.

“You’re saying I’m wrong? Fine, call the police, let the traffic cops handle it.” The tricycle driver pulled out a battered phone, pretending to dial.

Qian Yu truly loved Bai Ze so much that she wanted to take a few photos of him practicing and keep them.

Two months ago, during those first few days after breaking through, he could effortlessly slice through empty space—even a single thought could shatter it.

Before Big Brother, Yu Li could be capricious, tantrum-throwing, even unreasonable. In truth, before Ling Nian, only her innocent heart stirred.

“How much do I have to pay?” Ge Muzi had earned well these past two months, but parting with her own money still stung.

The investigator and his assistant sighed in unison, then simultaneously stepped away from the street, performing the same enhancement spell for auditory perception.

In truth, her cultivation talent wasn’t as poor as she thought—though nowhere near Li Xuangang, and far below Li Yuheng, she was already above average compared to most cultivators. With serious effort, she might even attempt to break into Foundation Establishment.

Dust was thick everywhere else, but in the third room on the third floor, from the doorway inward, the dust was thin—clearly someone had cleaned it.

But to prevent Xu Qinghua’s parents from telling others, they had to fully confess everything and ensure Xu Qinghua’s parents wouldn’t reveal this to anyone else.

Li Xuangang looked over—Han Yuru hadn’t changed a bit since many years ago: skin like congealed fat, willow-browed, her long hair loosely tied with a ribbon and hanging to her waist.

“Ah. I must just be naive. Please don’t take offense, Brother Ling,” Yu Li said seriously, returning to her usual demeanor.

Sure enough, the window he’d broken through slammed shut, followed by the sound of wooden planks being nailed over it. The two exchanged glances—they realized they’d been tricked.

Instantly, threads of red, orange, yellow, green, blue, indigo, and purple appeared as if from nowhere, swirling around Sun Wukong.

Murong Li had no time to react—suddenly, the grip vanished, and she fell to the ground, her buttocks stinging. She glared fiercely at Mo Yan, brimming with resentment, yet had to clench her lips shut in helpless silence.

The man controlled by Zhuo Yi saw the police car approaching and struggled to escape. Zhuo Yi twisted his arm behind his back, drove his knee into his back, and the man collapsed instantly, immobilized.

Everyone looked at each other. Though many were unwilling, they could only seethe in place.

There was certainly a path, but it was barely wide enough for two people to walk side by side. The narrow yellow earth road kicked up clouds of dust in the autumn wind.

As soon as he spoke, Su Yichen wanted to smile, but he forced himself to stay serious—this matter had to be handled strictly.

Li Dong stared in disbelief—she hadn’t felt a thing, yet in an instant, her arm was gone.

The initial occupation of the Sudetenland in Czechoslovakia was seen by Stuken, then only a paratrooper division commander, as a combat test—but the Czechoslovak government’s surrender without resistance rendered Stuken’s preparations for this plan unnecessary.

The people outside watched Shan Lan locked inside—her adorable red beast ears and her large, pillow-like tail made them all swallow hard.

Throughout the journey, she kept wondering how Yun Cheng would have changed—would he still be the same, still so elegant, unrestrained?

Chen Mohan meant the police—he was saying you and the previous INTERPOL officer were both police. But Jiang Xiao interpreted it as: you and I are both police. Another common term for agent is secret police.

“I never expected the Hediclas Magic Box would be in such a place. You’ve really struck it rich this time,” Bei Qi said after listening, pausing thoughtfully.

Nanlan Ruoyu asked softly. Qin Jin shook his head, looking at her seriously: “I know—we were husband and wife in our last life.” *Clang!* The two boys sitting in the front row, upon hearing Qin Jin’s earth-shattering confession, fell straight off their chairs.

What other problem?! We never imagined battles between Immortal Ranks could be so complex. After hearing Shi Jue’s plan, we gained a much clearer understanding of the Divine Palace’s strength.

On the contrary, he was a clever man—which made him relax, and his relaxation came from knowing Deng Sha wouldn’t expose him.

The silver spear tore through the wind, about to pierce the black-clothed man—when suddenly, a dark flash shot from the left, hurtling toward him.

Does he already know about Yu Yiting’s connection to Shi Jue? Is he blaming Yu Yiting because of Cang Jian? The relationship between Cang Qiong and Cang Jian must be extraordinary.

We previously thought it was merely a family feud between brothers, but now we realize a third party may have intervened, manipulating everything—and likely poses a fundamental threat to the Zhuo family.