Chapter Forty-Five: Truly the Great Benefactor of Our Family

Hearing this, Zhang Chunxue felt her heart skip a beat, knowing full well what Song Xingzhi was referring to.

Sitting nearby, Zhou Mingli heard those words, and the dimness in her eyes instantly vanished, replaced by a sudden spark of light.

"Clerk Song, you mean... there is work available?"

Her voice trembled slightly.

Song Xingzhi nodded, his expression gentle. "Yes, I've made some inquiries. The town hospital is currently hiring for a cleaner position. They've already filled the night shift—"

Deep down, he was acutely aware that all his current divine skills were of the lower tier. Although their compatibility was decent, no matter how high he raised their proficiency, without a qualitative leap, they could never compare to higher-grade divine skills.

Everyone Shen Lan encountered on the day of the divine skills class, including Lindsay Chadi whom he had just taken under his wing, had been thoroughly tormented for a full five minutes; he was the only one who had been brought down in a single move.

"I've brought quite a few good things for you this time!" Jia Haoyun patted his travel bag as he spoke.

Mu Luolu had no heart to converse further with Mai Zi; her singular focus was to see with her own eyes whether Si Mubai was all right.

Jiang Wanshuang narrowed her eyes. More than a dozen wild boars—why were they out hunting during the dead of winter instead of hibernating?

The Four Balances of Subduing Demons—or rather, the Three Balances of Subduing Demons now—finally returned to the Supreme Manor after a period of travel, and immediately reported in detail on the attack against the Supreme True.

The meridians throughout his body were expanded by the massive soul power. Like a sponge, his physique greedily absorbed this surge of energy.

Seeing the vengeful spirit close at hand, Xishan Qian, wielding the Golden Radiance, was about to raise her spear and charge into battle, but before she could rush out, a strong hand pulled her back.

The streets and buildings here were all styled after ancient times. Since it was her first time here, she felt somewhat lost.

He was wearing black suit trousers and a black shirt today. Though it was an older style, it still looked quite decent, projecting a deep and steady demeanor.

A police officer greeted Lawyer Zhang with great familiarity. Lawyer Zhang smiled, though his smile carried a hint of bitterness.

She wore a black sheer nightgown that fell just above her knees, its two thin shoulder straps tracing her fair shoulders.

When they arrived at Quan Yihan's office, Ren Nan had already bought breakfast according to Quan Yihan's instructions and placed it there.

"Alright." With that, Ruan Yanling exchanged a few polite pleasantries with Duan Yanchen before heading out together with Lu Yusheng.

In this lifetime, he, Murong Lixiao, had lived up to the Yao State and the Murong family. The only thing he owed was that old man's grace of recognition and patronage to the two brothers. This time, he would consider it repaying that old man's kindness, and from then on, the two brothers would no longer owe anyone anything.

A pair of impossibly long legs stepped out from the car, and Jiang Fanxing instantly recognized them as belonging to Huo Hanxiao.

Qingde House was the finest restaurant in Qingzhou City. Having done his research before coming, Xiao Zhuo led the group straight toward Qingde House upon entering the city.

However, despite being Quan Yihan's executive assistant, as long as Quan Yihan did not bring up his personal matters, it was not his place to inquire.

For the sake of the program's effect, Su Wuyang was forced into direct conflicts with Lin Junbei on several occasions. The audience below screamed all the more excitedly, as if the drama on the show reflected their real-life rivalry outside of it. Su Wuyang massaged her brow.

Yet, helpless as he was, he could only forcefully suppress his boiling rage to shake hands with Ye Tian, all while anxiously guarding against any potential sabotage. Words could not describe the bitterness in his heart.

Currently suspended tens of meters in the air, unable to ascend or descend, Jin Kai was under immense mental strain. Naturally, this triggered his gradually recovering "Prophet" ability, allowing him to perceive the danger from the ground just in time.

They were locked in a fierce battle, throwing the spatial laws of that realm into utter chaos, which made their figures indistinct. Their combat was terrifyingly intense and radiantly boundless. They had descended in their true forms, fighting bitterly, with blood splashing across the cosmos. The rivers of past and future were unstable, rendering the scene hazy and blurred.