Chapter 27: Triggering a Dungeon Quest

Chi Fei soon returned with two players.

Su Ya recognized one of them at a glance. There was no mistaking it; the young man was wearing the very first piece of custom-made Level 1 armor she had ever sold. It was undoubtedly "Eye of Flame," that eccentric boy. As the trio drew closer, their nicknames appeared automatically, confirming the boy in the custom armor was indeed the chuunibyou player known as Eye of Flame.

As the convoy pressed forward, the city continued to reveal sights never before seen to those about to leave it, as if mocking their haste.

Ning Jin never imagined that Cui Wei had actually copied and recorded everything she had done for Zhen Yu over these years.

The group had been on guard, and upon hearing his warning, they immediately retreated. Almost as soon as they moved, a thunderous boom erupted as a massive bolt of lightning struck the very spot they had just occupied.

"But, Fifth Brother still has two children; it’s hard to find someone else!" Zhou Xiuhua’s health remained poor because she carried too heavy a burden in her heart. Both Zhang Shanni and Xie Tiesheng knew this, but it was a malady of the spirit, not something that could be resolved by mere words.

Yan Zifeng rubbed his eyes. Ye An’an had already placed Andre into his stroller and was preparing to leave.

Only a few days ago, a fire had killed my son. My wife nearly lost her life in that same blaze and remains in critical condition to this day, while I narrowly escaped the disaster because I had gone to fetch goods.

"Are you the mother of Fu Churan and her two siblings?" Yu Peipei asked, wearing what she believed to be a gentle smile.

Looking into her glistening eyes and hearing her sincere, thoughtful words, he felt he had made the right choice.

The village chief, full of confidence, held his head high and told everyone that after dinner, the entire village should bring their stools to his house for a meeting.

A few breaths later, Xu Ruogu groaned, his face turning deathly pale. He stumbled back, coughed up a mouthful of blood, and collapsed, unconscious. The crowd gasped in shock.

Heat the pot, add oil, and stir-fry the beef for five minutes. Remove the beef, then add the onions and sauté. Next, add the Pixian bean paste, soybean paste, dark soy sauce, light soy sauce, and rock sugar, followed by the diced shiitake mushrooms, and continue to stir-fry.

Afterward, the two chatted about various trivial matters until Xie Ziling hung up the phone.

"One truly cannot judge a book by its cover. I never expected the man who was laughing and joking with me just now to be so vicious, while the cold-mouthed, foul-tongued guy from before is actually a coward."

"Got it." Ye Xiao took out his communication device, which was shaped like a jade pendant. Once they added each other as friends, they could transmit messages back and forth.

It was not because the "He Family Jade" was particularly precious, but purely for its unique ability to calm the emotions.

"In your dreams!" Aunt Xue turned back, glaring at Ye Xiao with her beautiful eyes. She held up the clothes she had selected, held them against Ye Xiao to gauge the fit, and nodded with satisfaction.

Moreover, while someone like Lin Han had a deep understanding of the game and could explain it with relative ease, how could the average commentator possibly match his level?

Yet, at that moment, everyone present who heard Ye Xiao’s words thought he was merely trying to scare them, and they felt his tactic was pathetic because it was so exaggerated.

As time wore on, Meng Xingchen had already slain four of the ancestors, leaving only six remaining.

Nangong Ling noticed that Shan Ya was eating very slowly, one spoonful at a time. Her brow was furrowed in distress, and she stirred the soup in her bowl from time to time; it was clear she found the dish unappealing.

Nangong Zhuoran maintained his refined demeanor throughout. Ignoring the strange looks, he turned his gaze toward Nangong Ling. He could sense the man’s fury, but what of it? He had returned nonetheless.

"Speak! What exactly did you do to my sister?" Lin Ruoxue’s outburst was quite imposing; at the very least, Xiao Fan didn't dare provoke her. He was still wearing a bandage on his arm, and he suspected the teeth marks would remain for a lifetime.