Chapter 225

"Your next words had better be something a human could say, not nonsense," Zi Jin reminded, still uneasy: "Time is truly running out."

"Oh, then I've got nothing to say," Wu Wang said, looking disappointed.

Everyone couldn't help but twitch their lips.

This guy really plans to tell a joke right now!

Is his brain really fine?

Immediately, Wu Wang beamed: "Just kidding, I'm old—

But there was another terrifying feeling— if this man stopped walking, would our hearts stop too?

"You little brat! Three years ago you dared to use two hundred yuan to trade stocks? Where did you get such nerve?" Lin's mother pinched Lin Xiaoxiao, unsure whether it was love or anger.

At that moment, Changning felt as if standing beneath a colossal mountain, crushed by its weight and unable to breathe.

"Really?!" Lin's father excitedly grabbed Lin's mother's hand, making her face flush red.

Xiao Ming gave Wu Xin a brief instruction; Xiao Ming felt something was off, but couldn't pinpoint what.

"No need to thank us! We're wanderers of Chang'an City—we eliminate tyranny and protect the innocent!" The bushy-browed teen grinned broadly, thumping his chest proudly.

"Just a soap bubble—is it really worth all this fuss?" Hux's deputy asked, puzzled.

Auntie herself isn't seriously ill—just overwrought and weakened by long-term poor health, which caused her to faint; she still needs to stay hospitalized for a few days to recover.

"I got my free-study permit… now I'm here to study!" Totori gasped.

Jin Qing was now in a bind—if she left now, Dr. Wang had specifically told her to come early today; if he returned early and didn't find her, his impression of her would be terrible.

Just as he was about to crack a joke, the island master clamped his mouth shut—he noticed Lu Yu's face was ashen, yet smiling sweetly.

"Do you think the Public Security Bureau is that stupid? Don't they know this is a trap? Besides, the Chen family already reported it—they all know the Chen's were looking for Yaqi!" Zhou Yun quickly retorted.

On the way to the dining hall, many staff members greeted him, but what intrigued them most was Ling Tian—this was the Crown Prince, a man of exalted status; they'd have to treat him well in the future, or risk his displeasure and suffer the consequences.

When Li Yi first heard, he was confused too, but after Ye Peng's explanation, he understood—and secretly rejoiced he'd kept his Hand System secret, or he wouldn't even have known how it was exposed.

"Don't hesitate—strike!" That voice seemed to be Tianmu's; though she only held one-third, the three as one still followed her command.

Qin Bukong and I sat there silently, smoking the entire cigarette. This time, though Qin Bukong still wasted tobacco, he no longer choked on it. It seemed tobacco truly was man's best companion when troubled.

Wang Shentong lit a firestarter to guide his path, leapt up the stairs, and rushed upward—the upper floor was pitch-black, empty, with not a soul in sight.

Mu Rong Susu was right—the matter involved Tang family members; emotionally and rationally, Tang Shi had to be told.

All eyes locked onto Zhou Yun again—some anxious, some regretful, but mostly gleeful with schadenfreude.

Only then did they realize they were surrounded by countless vengeful spirits and malevolent ghosts, icy winds howling, spirits wailing; then came a sharp pain in their spiritual sense—wrong! This black mist could erode spiritual awareness! They hastily retracted it, but now, utterly blind within the great array.