Chapter 34: The True and False Heiress 34
This world is indeed different from the interstellar realm. There are villains here, and those who will stop at nothing for profit. But there are also those with sincere hearts, who love life even amidst hardship. Though Huai Ying does not understand what they are holding onto—life is full of suffering, would it not be better to find release early?—her eyes reveal her bewilderment. In the corner, a figure stands frozen for a long time. Seeing Huai Ying depart, Mu Jinnian...
An air of seeking credit appeared on Lawrence's face. Regardless, Dylan and Lawrence, the only ones still capable within the Homicide Division, were showing signs of a rebound, capable of solving problems through deliberation rather than just relying on the weekend.
Earlier on the phone, Du Yao only said she had an urgent matter to discuss, but did not specify what it was. Being tormented at such close proximity, recalling that night every time he saw him, was not a sustainable solution. Xun Yi felt quite strange; logically, a Nascent Soul cultivator should not be bothering a mere early-stage Golden Core cultivator. He had only two uses left of the escape array device given by Jiang Xiao and was loath to waste them, so he channeled his Void Piercer and fled.
Pablo, usually a man of action, slowly raised his head. His hands, which had been typing on the computer keyboard, suddenly stopped, his eyes filled with astonishment. "Serving the people, without asking for anything in return," Lin Feng said with a faint smile, patting his chest.
After Xiao Jinlin lay down, he remained unconscious. The single man's apartment was empty; Shi Run could not find a thermometer. The kitchen held only a water kettle, and the refrigerator was stocked with imported mineral water. Just as the elevator doors opened and the researcher stepped halfway inside, his arm brushed against the door, causing his documents to spill. He hurriedly bent down to retrieve them.
Lin Feng had spent these past few days in quiet contemplation, deciding he could no longer sit idly by. The conflict between him and the Rothschild family was beyond reconciliation. The only path forward was to eliminate this trouble once and for all; only then could he attend to domestic affairs with peace of mind.
Liancheng Yazhi carried Rong Yan into the bathroom, speaking through gritted teeth as if he harbored an irreconcilable grudge against her. Mu Shao'an and Cynthia exchanged glances. This ally was indeed from the Eighth War Zone—their confidence was high, and their demands were exorbitant. However, as it was a partnership, high initial demands and subsequent bargaining were only natural.
The inclusion of such a heavyweight figure in the expert group shows the importance the authorities place on the Purifying Herb. To forge these two items, one must possess rare treasures of creation, specifically those with Yin-Yang and Five Elements attributes; otherwise, they cannot ascend to higher quality.
The group spoke in low voices, their words tinged with uncertainty about the future. Lacking the aura of military men, they seemed somewhat preoccupied with thoughts of self-preservation. By then, Catherine had finished cooking. She poked her head out to see Ye Chen sitting on the sofa with a cryptic smile, while Huo Run's expression was somewhat sullen. She could not discern what they were discussing, but the atmosphere felt heavy, and she was unsure if it was the right time to serve the meal.
As for what Fang Yuan was doing, the Fang Yuan of the World of Divine Tombs also had his own plans. While his ultimate goal was certainly to challenge the Heavenly Dao of this world, the method and the process of that confrontation were matters for him to decide.
Ning Xiangwu watched the live broadcast, his eyes flickering as he observed the intricate footwork Ning Wangshu displayed against Chu Haifeng's fierce onslaught. His expression was complex, yet his face remained stoic and silent.
Gisana made her decision: she would invoke the majestic power of the Scepter of the Gods to bestow a permanent armor of protection upon her angel subjects. This place is the pinnacle fusion of the immortal and the mortal; it is as bizarre as it is harmonious.