Chapter 41: A Brief Respite

Su Ya carried Yu Zhu on her back for about fifteen minutes before the familiar roar of an engine echoed from behind. She voluntarily deactivated her invisibility cloak and waved at the rapidly approaching rosy-purple supercar.

The car slowed to a halt beside her, and Chi Fei's face in the driver's seat was etched with anxiety.

"What happened?"

He had originally planned to leave first to create a false impression for the enemies lurking in the shadows, while Su Ya and Yu Zhu remained in place to eliminate the threat once the enemies revealed themselves.

After spending the entire day together, she found that although Lin Feng was old-fashioned, he was genuinely a very good person.

Lisa wrung her brains, wanting to subtly express her support for the scarf, yet she dared not be cringe in front of a real person.

"This trip? Does that mean we have to earn the return fare ourselves?" Xia Yuntong's eyes widened as she instantly grasped the main point.

Gu Xi paid him no mind and directly pushed open the secret passage, then scooped up the child in Su Wushuang's arms and hoisted him straight up.

Thinking it was an illusion, he lowered his head to observe closely, when suddenly the world spun upside down. Immediately afterward, the moonlight dimmed as he was pinned down onto the sofa by her.

Huai Zhen reached up, her fingers tangling into the hair behind his ears, thinking to herself: No, not a bird of paradise, but a fluffy, grown-up golden retriever.

Dozens of emerald-green vines pierced out from the wolf's head flames, causing the fire to burst and sparks to scatter in all directions. The people surrounding Liu Yan immediately channeled their true essence to isolate the flying sparks.

Although dual-attribute or even multi-attribute martial techniques were far superior in power to single-attribute ones, they ultimately placed excessive and harsh demands on the cultivator. Therefore, no one was willing to practice them; after all, an attribute technique that one could not master was nothing more than a tasteless burden, no matter how powerful it might be.

In a high-end private hospital in City S, inside a luxurious ward, Ji Yuanhua and Su Ya lay in their respective hospital beds, both of their complexions looking extremely grim.

The shadow in his state of mind was magnified countless times the moment it encountered this energy. Feelings of oppression, fear, pain, and despair instantly flooded Yin Feng's entire heart.

"Tell me, what are you thinking?" Huang Yanmei watched her fiancé board a taxi and disappear before turning her head back.

Suddenly, she deeply regretted her impulsive invitation to Mo Yongtai for dinner. But things had progressed to this point, and she could not simply abandon Mo Yongtai and walk away irresponsibly. Looking extremely unnatural, Su Bingjun said, "I'll call you after I finish eating." She silently mused that aside from that time on the volcanic island, the two of had never actually been on a proper date.

Liao Xuebing bit the bullet and said, "Screw it, let's play the gambler for once." He punched in a series of numbers, and with unfortunate timing, the red light lit up once again. This Zhonghai version of 007 and his most capable assistant had already begun to deflate.

Wang Ningan was not feeling very well either. He had genuinely hoped that the stubborn chancellor would take on the responsibility and continue pushing forward the reforms... but who could have foreseen that he would be saddled with such a deeply infuriating son.

Having consumed quite a bit of alcohol, several of them were somewhat intoxicated. As they headed out, they deliberately let Mo Yongtai and Brown walk ahead, while he and old Liao trailed behind at a distance of over ten meters.

Seeing that the danger had passed, everyone let out a sigh of relief. Jian Chen frowned as he looked at Brother Luo, who was catching his breath. For some reason, he felt that the big man in front of him was not as simple as he appeared.

"What do you think?" Wu Ming slipped behind Xia Muzhen, gazing at the prompt displayed on the computer screen indicating a USB flash drive had been inserted.

"How is that possible? How could she possibly not wake up?" Xi Kenan stared with wide eyes as he asked.

Patting the blood fiend beneath him, without waiting for the dark magic spiders to launch an initiative attack, a wave of blood rolled over and suppressed the foremost batch of dark magic spiders.

Looking at Zeng Yu, he was in a disheveled state, yet he was handsome, young, and wealthy—truly a promising and affluent young man.

Seeing that Ma Xiaoting's emotions had largely recovered and that it was getting late, Jia Junqing intended to head home.