Chapter 31: Cause and Effect
“Yes, refund us. Compensate us.”
For a moment, the customers became extremely agitated, clamoring for refunds and compensation.
“Everyone, please calm down.” The manager was sweating profusely as he did his best to soothe them. “Our food is thoroughly washed every day under surveillance. It is impossible for it to be poisonous. Please be patient for a moment and allow me to find out exactly what happened. If this really was a problem with our hotpot restaurant, we will certainly compensate you and offer additional restitution.”
Seeing him like this—
It would not be an exaggeration to say that Dong Miaoyu’s presence played a crucial role in driving the number of downloads of this battle video to such an absurd height. Even the official staff who edited the video had probably never imagined that it would produce such an astonishing effect.
“As long as you tell the truth, I’ll let you go!” Zhang Tianmu said to Li Mingbo with a carefree laugh. “But if you don’t, you’d better watch out. We’ll roast you and eat you.”
Liu Fenghui had spoken so casually, yet the sect leaders and elders gathered around were thoroughly startled.
“Yun Nong, what on earth is so important that you can’t discuss it over the phone? Why did you have to come here in person?” Jiang continued, speaking to Director Dai.
It took Du Cheng more than ten minutes to inspect all four sides of the military base. There were no obvious weaknesses; essentially, its defensive and protective systems were identical on every side.
Sun Wei opened his mouth in astonishment and said incredulously, “The hypnotic effect of the Zhu You Art is really that powerful? It can hypnotize more than a hundred people all at once with such ease?”
Perhaps time flowed differently in the God-Demon Plane than in the real world. That was what Zhou Jian thought, and he did not pay much attention to it.
What he hated most was that terrifying Fortress of War, which could inflict more than six hundred thousand points of damage on him every four seconds. Next was the evil radiance surrounding his body; no matter what method he used, he could not rid himself of it.
“People in the courtyard, listen up! We are the riders under Chief Lan of Phoenix Mountain. We are merely passing through your territory today to collect wealth! This has nothing to do with you. As long as you lay down your weapons, we guarantee your safety.”
Gu Nansheng picked up the bead excitedly and took a look. He nearly fainted on the spot. That so-called “glazed bead” was none other than Gu Nansheng’s right eyeball.
No wonder the servants all said that Mang Kang had shown me an unprecedented amount of patience. It was true. Not only had he patiently taught me how to play games, he had even washed fruit for me himself.
A trace of impatience gradually appeared on Lin Rongshen’s face. Jian Ting, standing nearby, noticed it. He rushed forward, pulled Mi Li up from the ground, then charged at Lin Rongshen and grabbed him. Just as he was about to punch him in the face, Jian Lihua shouted from behind and stopped him. Jian Ting’s movement came to an abrupt halt.
He caught it without any change in his tone, then abruptly snatched away the clothes he had just given me and made as if to throw them outside.
With this connection in place, Guan Zhinuo’s thoughts began to stir again. She felt that this time she ought to be able to deal with Brother Long. Although the police should have handled the matter, she still wanted to secretly lend them a hand.
My body felt as though it had been run over by countless cars. I could not even move a finger; I could only keep my eyes open and stare at that face.
Likewise, Mr. Kaysen at the Kaysen estate was faring no better. At the time, he had acted on impulse and sent people to raid the villa. When they returned in a sorry state, having abandoned their weapons and armor, his rage gradually gave way to calm.
Sikong Yanfei wore a black robe and casual garments, leaning against the low couch. There was no crown on his head, and his ink-black hair fell loose around him. Compared with his usual self, he seemed less imposing and severe.
At the same time, Sun Yifan put on his headset and communicated with the five young men through voice chat.
The force with which he held her hand was immense, as though he were transmitting a kind of mental pressure she could barely bear.