Chapter 94: You Must Miss Her Very Much, Too, Don’t You?

He very much hoped that Su Qingli would return soon, yet at the same time, he didn’t want her to come back. The old man gazed at the photograph in his hand, exhaled deeply, and then fell into a state of dejection.

“The Su family... Twenty years have passed; it’s time to put everything in order again.”

He lifted his head, looking up at the sky as if searching for memories, his expression tinged with melancholy.

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I had thought it would be simple, figuring we were just messing around. To my surprise, Huzi was dead serious, insisting that he would divide the marbles for us. He declared that each round would be for a single marble, and whoever won would take it.

The Lion Gang now monopolized nearly seventy percent of the industries in Flame Engine City, growing stronger and stronger, its authority unchallenged throughout the city.

When Han Qian suggested she would seek a marriage alliance with Korea on behalf of Zhao Zhang, Zhao Yong was torn between laughter and tears. He considered that Zhao Zhang was only fifteen or sixteen—at Zhao Yong’s age, that would still be a ninth-grade student—yet Han Qian felt it was already late. If they waited a few more years until he underwent the coming-of-age ceremony, then sought marriage, it might be too late.

I cursed under my breath, thinking how foolish these two were. With only their legs, no matter how they scrambled, could they outrun a van?

Thus, he simply absorbed the power within the insect eggs gradually, never resorting to extreme measures.

Since the insect race could infect and assimilate Earth’s mutated beasts, transforming them into their own kind, it was highly likely they could infect and alter humans as well—which was the most terrifying and troublesome prospect.

Han Dong rolled his eyes, thinking, get it straight—right now, I’m the one casting roles, you know? Who are you to speak up? Damn.

Zhao Tong, seeing he had no intention to punish Zhao Guang, hurriedly offered his thanks and rushed out of the tent, heading to the military medical station. He ought to count himself fortunate; had Zhao Yong not, for the first time ever, established a medical unit within the Zhao army, Zhao Guang might very well have died here.

Meanwhile, Qin Haonan unfurled the Heavenly Profound Shield, activating every defense. The Divine Demon-Hunting Sword and Freudsa’s short blade clashed, and the battle was about to erupt.

“Ridiculous! Where are you going? I was already scolded by your father for transferring you to the criminal police squad. If you keep acting up, I'll have you directing traffic at the overpass,” Fang Jianguo said, displeased.

Qingyun was suddenly sucked into the great formation, immediately feeling dizzy and disoriented! He bit the tip of his tongue hard, finally regaining some clarity. Watching the streaks of white light drifting before him, he realized pain was searing through his body. Those white lights, in strands, were sharp enough to slice flesh; careless movement brought forth fresh blood.

He quickly tidied up, settled in to cultivate, and freely absorbed the spiritual energy of heaven and earth. With this nourishment, Xuanyuan Xiao felt neither thirst nor hunger; each meditation session lasted several days, until boredom prompted him to rise and move about.

“Keep advancing inward. If they want to take someone, they’ll have to get past us first. All members, move deeper in and stay alert. If anything happens, report immediately,” Old Ghost said solemnly.

The five elements shifted in response to Xuanyuan Xiao’s murmurs and breathing, as if pulsing with rhythm.

“What if I don’t take it off?” Han Yu asked with a faint smile, finally understanding their aim: to make him lose face. If he really complied, his dignity would be utterly destroyed.

Don’t misunderstand—those words weren’t hers. She hadn’t even had time to start persuading Kangle before a strong, commanding voice interrupted, forcing her carefully prepared speech down her throat.

“You really do consider your husband’s feelings. I’ve never seen such a generous wife!” Fan Qiaoqiao couldn’t help but remark.

“Alright, walk to the phone booth on the east side, then cross the street and head to the stone bench over there,” came the voice on the other end of the line.