Chapter 562: Sitting on Pins and Needles

Jiang Tao was nervous all the way, but once they reached the bottom of the building, her expression grew calm.

But Ruan Hongzhuang felt no surprise at all.

Some people become exceptionally calm when faced with major events; this is a fine quality.

But clearly, Jiang Tao does not belong to this category—she simply has a carefree heart and the courage to let things fall apart.

This is also tied to her upbringing, because since childhood, no matter what happened, her parents always handled it for her.

Li Zhanglin glanced at Xu Xin with a detached look, then ignored her entirely, turning his gaze to Duan Liqiang.

She resolved to keep striving, to grow stronger and not betray Tang Yi’s expectations and cultivation of her.

The three sect leaders nodded, swept their eyes across the podium, then led their respective disciples to take seats in the VIP section of the podium.

By the way, Tian Mo and the others were still flying aboard the airship—naturally, this was Tian Family’s exclusive airship, specially dispatched to pick up Tian Mo.

“Then what exactly does the Controller wish for?” Huang Tian cut straight to the point; it seemed pointless to waste words now.

With a wave of his hand, Chu Yan sealed the massive black demonic crystal into the Rakshasa Space and turned to leave the beast’s body.

Song Ming and the others’ discussion neared its end; some details remained under debate, especially how to split the group for independent action, which had become the current difficulty.

It seemed the seven coffins indeed had nails driven into them, and the oil coating connecting the coffin body and lid proved the coffins had never been opened—if a zombie had truly risen, it would not have had the wit to reseal the coffin; if so, would it still be a zombie?

As the others pondered silently, their eyes sharpened at the words—the championship belonged to Xiang Yu, so the championship reward belonged to him too.

Zhu Tao said: “Starting tomorrow morning, we’ve brought in traditional Chinese doctors from Hunan and Hubei, combined with Western medical treatment—dual-pronged approach. We’ll head back to prepare. We hope Brother Guo won’t waste our expectations.” With that, he and Maria left.

The other CIA members looked at Bu Feifan with sneering contempt.

When Wu You’s aura reached him, Nan Shan nearly burst into tears and shouted for help at the top of his lungs.

Thanks to Wu You’s reminder, the man’s thoughts cleared again. The banquet hall had already gathered a scattered crowd.

Fortunately, the topic was simple; he didn’t expect to write anything brilliant, just something rhyming. Of course, excellence was impossible—his poetry skills were mediocre, plain and simple.

The night guard disciple saw Bu Feifan walking over with a suitcase and hurriedly stepped forward to block him.

But as soon as the words left her mouth, she regretted them, fearing she’d upset Auntie again, and immediately watched her with concern.

Qin Yingyuan looked at Wu with sincere eyes, filled with pleading. She knew Wu still distrusted them, so she had to explain.

One craftsman, unable to bear the mix of fury and despair in the Xiao Long Guards’ gazes, couldn’t help speaking up in their defense.

As Liu Yu spoke, he knocked down three more; now, he didn’t even need true qi to handle these men—just his raw strength.

I quickly called Shen Nuoyan, but the line was busy—he’d turned his phone off. I felt a faint worry for Shen Nuoyan.

You pushed me first—how did it become me pushing you? I haven’t even confronted you, and now you’re upset?

Poor Fatty San stood behind the General, still gripping the crowbar with both hands, fully focused on stabbing it fiercely into the General’s anus.

Through the Dragon Emperor Pact, I learned Ao Shuang had also encountered similar trouble, but their luck was good—they found a stele radiating Emperor-level energy and had paused there. I told Ao Shuang and the others to stay put and wait, observing first before acting.