Chapter 320: First Day on the Job

"Good morning, Mr. Shen."

When Shen Siyuan got up, Fourth Aunt had already prepared breakfast; seeing him come out, she greeted him at once.

Mao Sanmei, who was beside her, also smiled and nodded, taking it as her greeting.

"Morning." Shen Siyuan replied.

Then he said, "Neither Ruan Ruan nor I will be back at noon today. Take Sister Mao and Tang Tang around the neighborhood, let them get familiar with the surroundings."

"Understood, Mr. Shen." Fourth Aunt heard this and hurried

After stepping around Dark's "corpse," she headed toward their empty Yao Ri private room. Royd just glanced at the man lying on the ground, then followed close behind.

Some remind the clumsy aquatic creatures: because they cannot leap to great heights, they lurk in the deep sea, waiting for other aquatic creatures to seize a migratory bird, and the moment it falls onto the water's surface, they suddenly burst forth, leaping several meters high, swallowing it whole in a single gulp.

"Then let's go together to welcome Commander Wu and the others!" Commissioner Wang said with an excited face.

To avoid harming them, the Eternal Tree that Kureha Dorothea became after her death chose to ignite itself! It turned to ashes and scattered with the wind, as if it had never appeared in the world.

I am only working hard for those who support me, who place great hopes in me… for those who believe in me.

They saw that the corpses of the monsters they had previously killed had all vanished, and on the ground there appeared some broken fragments of beans—some silver-white, some golden.

On the contrary, the original residents of North Mystic City, regardless of their cultivation level, would feel some discomfort more or less, but generally were not as wretched as these outsider cultivators, very calm and composed. Even many of the children, although quite a few were scared into crying and wetting their pants, it stopped at that.

However, some chose to retreat. The envoy of the Great Qi Empire was the first to rise, cupped his hands toward White-Browed Ancestor high in the air, said nothing, and led his people away directly.

While speaking, Brother Black Mark had already taken out his phone, dialed a number, then casually tossed the phone onto the coffee table. A bang was heard as the phone hit the glass, followed by a beeping sound from the receiver.

Perhaps, as she said, the Megabyte Society will back Mr. Byron, but it's also possible that this Amburella is the Megabyte Society's backer. Although it's unclear which of them is the boss behind the scenes, vigilance must be maintained toward both organizations.

But Shao Qin was born with a natural aura of cold and bloodthirsty killing intent; for animals with strong spiritual sensitivity, such an aura easily stirs them into rage and irritation.

At the same time, the injured Huang Sheng, borrowing a breath of strength, slowly moved to one side and sat down.

Pang Tong shared his idea with his elder brother. Lü Bu gladly accepted the plan and set off alone; the thirty thousand troops were then led by Pang Tong and Zang Ba.

Then a cold glint flashed in his eyes as he narrowed them: assassination failed, so now they're switching to a beauty trap?

"I… I'm sorry." Pei Shiyin, listening to Cheng Yiben's gentle rebuke, couldn't help her eyes from welling up.

So tired, her waist aches, her legs hurt, her whole body seems to ache, even walking feels like her steps are unsteady.

Like an arrow, that one passage shattered everyone's worry. Xue Wen could only nod as if accepting her explanation.

Now that she had spent a long time with Su Huajiu, Zhou Zun knew what she was about to say the moment she opened her mouth.

He Yun-jia, knowing full well they were investigating Pei Shiyin's case, still meddled and stuck her nose in, using some method to have the outbound records for those two days in City B destroyed.

Venerable Lei Xiao's Dao heart is so powerful, far surpassing his peers among geniuses—if this is not an invincible Dao heart, then what is?

She screamed, her body flying sideways, crashing to the ground; fresh blood flowed out, staining even the ground red, and even onlookers could not bear to watch.

Zhao Tianyou was stunned. He knew the position that somewhat unorthodox old Daoist held in Yao Zhu's heart—she had placed all her hopes of exploring her own secrets on him. If he said he had already killed him, wouldn't that be deliberately inviting hatred?