Chapter 108: In Great Spirits

Lin Ran stood out as especially young among the delegates.

At just over twenty years old, he was already renowned worldwide.

None of the Chinese delegation members dared to openly discuss Lin Ran on the chartered flight.

After all, Lin Ran worked for the White House.

At this point in time, that was not something to be celebrated.

Besides, you couldn’t truthfully say he hadn’t accomplished anything—hadn’t he merely proven Fermat’s Last Theorem? Hadn’t he merely uncovered the secrets of the Bone Spirits?

The Bone Spirit laughed warmly at Jian Xiake’s praise, her gaze turning even more adoring.

A large hand reached out before her; she looked up and met his eager eyes directly.

They landed on a grassland, where nothing but grass and enormous stones stretched out.

She understood clearly that Manager Qin knew her feelings for Mo Han—otherwise, he wouldn’t have suddenly promoted her, raised her salary, and assigned her to Yun City, thousands of miles from Jiangcheng.

Wan Gu Shu showed no reaction at all, except that one branch swayed gently, as if not understanding Tang Zeng’s meaning.

To avoid being trampled or jostled by crowds and losing dignity, any respectable household observing the lantern festival on this day traveled with purple silk or brocade screen barriers.

He wore a brand-new summer sportswear set I had bought him—light gray, complementing his skin tone perfectly, giving an instantly striking impression.

I had come here several times, yet the cold, icy light from the marble still felt distant; I sat there and watched Zhang Mingliang hurrying to get me something to drink.

Why force her? Couldn’t he simply talk of ancient and modern matters, recite poetry, and paint as before? If he couldn’t bear to let her go, couldn’t he find another way to keep her in the palace for a few more years? Perhaps fortune would turn—and why act so rashly, making her despise him?

Lu Chao used Yaya’s membership card to reclaim the wolf’s corpse and pelt; after the account balance reached 1,710 gold coins, Yaya’s membership card was activated, becoming a Level 1 Dimensional Supermarket member.

Zhao Wují did not know that Xu Fan had already used his maximum strength; though he had anticipated Zhao Wují’s power was immense, he never expected that even in full condition, his strength still fell short of Zhao Wují’s.

As for separating Qing Feng Hua Sha and Li Xuan Yuan, Xu Fan had considered it—but he lacked the ability.

They felt utterly superfluous on the fighting ground, mocked like monkeys by Lu Chao.

After Chen Zixu and Chang Sheng left, the final inspection report arrived here; since it had been conducted alongside students from another martial arts school, the report was taken away by that school’s staff.

To be honest, by now they couldn’t help doubting whether Bao Guo’s report about “dangerous elements” was even true—otherwise, why were they the only ones burning with urgency, with no sign of action from any other department?

Mi Chenhui had just emerged and had too much to learn; after lunch, Ge Long and Mi Chenhui chatted until sunset.

These freshmen were indeed undergoing military training, but school regulations restricted their activity zones far from the Yangtze River Bridge, so Zhang Zhengqing was certain their instructors would never violate school discipline by taking them anywhere.

She couldn’t pretend indifference like Hua Ziyeh—every time she saw his face, her heart ached.

Xiao Xuan scornfully glanced at the crowd, roared, then reverted to human form and flew toward the elite of the Four Sacred Sites.

Beneath the Daoist Golden Light, the blood aura surrounding the Blood Armor Corpse melted like snow under sunlight.

Lü Qiujian ended his romantic date with Xia Xiao the day before the match and arrived at the Bayern Munich hotel to rejoin the team.

She was merely curious—if the first fragment of this scroll existed, there must be a second, third, and more; the truth might surface, and she wouldn’t need to guard this secret alone.