Chapter 242: Visiting

"Mr. Shen, welcome… welcome, please come in and sit down."

Lin Jianming and his wife also warmly came forward to greet them.

Ruan Hongzhuang regarded the two with quiet curiosity.

Since seeing Lin Libo outside Shen Siyuan's company, she had already guessed what was going on.

Because she was young and in good physical condition, the effects of the "Stretch-Leg-Stare-Eye Pill" she took were far less obvious than theirs.

Especially Lin Jian

He had received six thousand yuan, enough to cover the New Year expenses and repair the family's house.

Iskandar, who had been eating senbei and playing games, suddenly spoke these passionate words, leaving his Master, Webb Waver, momentarily stunned; but seeing Iskandar's resolute expression, Webb Waver seemed to understand something.

"And what about your existence? Why shouldn't you be killed?!" Shuimui Guanghe still struggled to resist.

Ofuda are paper or cloth strips offered to deities in Shinto rituals, strung and hung vertically on upright poles, folded into zigzag shapes.

"Very well… May fortune favor your arms!" Knowing she could not persuade Maria, she hastily rose and rushed to each unit under her command, lest the operation be disrupted by rebellion.

He was, after all, one of the Nine Sons of Tianlong; if he obeyed Zhao Jie's orders, he would unquestionably become the laughingstock of Valoran! How could he endure that?

The restaurant at the Peninsula Hotel has always been a preferred gathering place for celebrities, distinguished figures, and elites to socialize and conduct business. Feng Yifeng had come here again today at Liu Luanxiong's invitation, to discuss business.

They did not enter as a group of four because network records showed multiple instances where teams moving together were detected early and annihilated by concentrated attacks from multiple ability users; none of them possessed detection abilities, so splitting into two pairs offered a higher survival rate.

The Temple Fortress trembled all over, as if gathering all its strength to take flight, its entire body shimmering with radiant light—but it seemed to lack just a little bit more, still unable to lift off.

This place was a treasure trove: not only was spiritual energy abundant, but there were so many spiritual herbs; if blocked by those harmless insects outside, they might never reach such herbs.

Li Hua Zan, who had already reached the door, turned back and walked again, then pulled down Yin Wu Jie Xuan from the ceiling with a slight tug.

Looking outside at the monsters, they indeed saw a large crowd gathering around them; moreover, they noticed that monsters on the upper floors were also approaching them.

Zhao Xu's bullet struck Wang Dapeng's leg; if Ma Yong had not lowered Zhao Xu's gun barrel, the shot would have hit Wang Dapeng in the face—Wang Dapeng would have been dead without doubt.

Lie Fei's mind was still foggy; he simply couldn't imagine that his noble teacher, Lie Jian, a director of the Canis Major Time Warden, who always spoke plainly and was prone to criticism and skepticism, could possibly be like that.

"Sit," the Vice President lifted his chin, his voice weary; the red veins in his eyes told Gu Xingliang he had not slept in a long time.

Lan Lian smelled the acrid, moldy stench in the air and felt like vomiting, yet she cared more about Shan Xue's condition.

"Don't tell me 'but'—if it can be restored, that's enough." Huo Zeng leaned forward slightly, gripped Gu Xingliang's arm, and pulled her up.

But the main speaker at this wine-and-talk session was Tan Dawei, because he felt that if he didn't now instill the ways of the underworld into Ma Yong and the others, these brothers might suffer great losses.

Shan Xue was greatly surprised, unsure how much of her conversation with Ma Dacai Lan Lian had overheard.

Yet absorbing these forces no longer brought Yan Kaiting true joy or satisfaction; such energy was everywhere throughout the domain, yet the path he had sought day and night remained utterly without clue.