33 The Orphan Wandering

“Hmph! What a joke! The one who can finish us off hasn’t even made a move yet!” Lone Wolf’s eyes had taken on a ghostly green glow, so chilling that it sent shivers down one’s spine.

Of course, what would become of those game players after their deaths was not something Black Butterfly needed to concern herself with.

Yuan Ming, Ai Cang, and Jingwei all crashed heavily to the ground, faces contorted in pain. Yuan Ming shielded Zhuanxu, who, despite the chaos, remained unharmed. No one noticed, though, that Zhuanxu’s eyelids had begun to tremble ever so slightly.

The others present looked as though they had just witnessed something earth-shattering, eyes wide with shock. Such a demonic, enchanting presence—they had never seen before. Shadows flickered in her eyes, but her brows held a bewitching grace; her face, carved like jade, radiated endless allure. Even if she remained silent and unsmiling, cold as ice, there would always be those who willingly surrendered to her charm.

Old Lady Sun said nothing, but Yingchun could sense that discomfort had already taken root in her heart. Yingchun began to pray in secret, hoping Sun Shaozu wouldn’t be foolish enough to speak up and draw trouble to himself; if he did, all her day’s efforts at humility and prudence would have been wasted.

After Susu left, a middle-aged man in a gray robe and gauze cap stepped out slowly from behind the wall, his gaze viciously fixed on the direction she had gone. A dull, stabbing pain surged in his chest; pressing his hand to his heart, he withdrew his gaze and turned to enter Heze Temple.

Standing aside, Yingchun felt a tightness in her chest. Forcing a smile, she had just opened her mouth to reply to Old Lady Sun when, with a sudden retch, she vomited.

“Weijun, there’s no need to worry. Before this, I had separate conversations with President Zhao from Ouer and President Ni from Feihong. They both verbally agreed to my requests. All you need to do is follow up with them and solidify the arrangements. There shouldn’t be any problems,” Qian Longyun said to Han Weijun.

Upon hearing this, Jiang Jiagong immediately understood Zhang Chunming’s intent, though he found himself in a difficult position. Aside from Gong Hai, Zhu Qiang was the most suitable scapegoat, but he didn’t quite have the nerve to push the blame onto him.

Suddenly, a scanning screen appeared before his eyes, and information about nearby objects and locations began to emerge.

One could say they saw the potential of a king in Jinmu, as if his destiny had already been decreed.

Sima Xiangru’s expression changed again. Did this Xu Bin really believe that strength in the real world alone was enough to handle them? How arrogant! There were methods beyond his wildest imagination.

And that old man was truly bizarre—his mastery of the chaotic breath technique was otherworldly, his cultivation terrifying. No one knew his temperament, and it was best not to provoke him, lest one be erased without a trace.

This brief interval was enough for Wu Xianfa to marshal his troops; a solid defensive line formed, spears bristling like a forest. Even without the soldiers making a move, the enemy’s ranks crashed into the wall of steel, only to have their innards churned by a twist of the spear.

“To leave the cave, you must first defeat yourself!” A cold voice sounded behind him. Tian Xuanzi stopped abruptly and turned to see a figure identical to himself glaring coolly at him.

The wind stilled, the rain ceased, and the night grew silent. The faint moonlight, like a veil of silver mist, shone with a solemn and sacred radiance.

As he approached Saul, a bolt of lightning flashed from another direction and struck before the harpy.

Student Li Jun, Department XX, native of Wenzhou, Zhejiang, male, aged… Having completed the term with satisfactory grades, is hereby granted graduation.

This is the world’s largest hydraulic hub project. Its specifications will break all records in the field of hydrological engineering.

A bolt of lightning tore through the gloomy sky. Immediately after, the city was filled with the raucous wails of crying.

Stepping out the door, Mingyue deliberately glanced at the corner of the wall by the turning. The old beggar had vanished—presumably, he had gone off to sleep somewhere.

“The Prefect of Jingzhao is repairing the roads to connect the Three Auxiliaries region,” Zhuge Liang cast a sidelong glance at Chen Xi. Sometimes, Chen Xi really was the kind of troublemaker who delighted in chaos.

Yingying knew that with her father taken by the police, her mother would be taken as well—so she was left homeless for the afternoon. Still, at the thought of her big sister, excitement surged within her.

Yu Nan nodded; he was already somewhat familiar with this, as anyone with knowledge of Greek mythology would be.

Previously, they had revered the name of the divine doctor to the point of wishing to offer themselves to him. Yet the divine doctor had been right by their side all along—and not only did they fail to recognize him, they repeatedly despised and mocked him.

Longye, too, gazed into the distance from which the wind blew, feeling a deep sense of oppression. If even a reincarnation-level powerhouse like the Divine Dragon, employing ancient secret arts, could not handle these three Corpse Emperors, then he had no choice but to summon Alpha.

“Are all your Chou family members this despicable?” Lin Feng glared at Chou Duantian, enraged that he had launched a sneak attack while he was speaking.

The entire limestone tomb passage was shrouded in gray-black, with not a single clean spot to be found.

Given Young Master Yi’s capabilities, it was impossible for him to flaunt such underhanded tricks in his presence.

But when Yan crashed into her, a miserable scream erupted. My heart turned cold instantly. Hong Mingyue, how ruthless could you be?

It was precisely because of this that Zhou Zhenghe, proud and aloof, truly believed that only he could share a life with Yu Lanting. So when Chen Qingdi appeared, shattering his fantasy with brutal simplicity, he was left dumbstruck.

This child was far too clever—she hadn’t even allowed him and Ye Yuxuan a moment alone in the kitchen at dusk. Now, awakening from sleep, she must have realized she couldn’t let her mother be bullied.