Chapter 42: The Spokesperson’s Maiden Voyage

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The next day, Fu Xiaoxiao brought Lu Chen to the hospital, where Lin Xue had already been waiting. Seeing Fu Xiaoxiao, she immediately rushed forward to greet her.

"You finally made it," Lin Xue said excitedly, grabbing Fu Xiaoxiao's hand.

"Have you been waiting long?" Fu Xiaoxiao asked with a smile.

"Not too long, but the moment I thought about you helping me get back at my sister, I was so excited I couldn't sleep all night," Lin Xue chuckled.

However, before Zhang Mengxi, with a radiant smile, could step into the elevator while clinging to Jiang Chengce's arm, she froze in place, her smile vanishing instantly.

Luo Yu turned to look out the window. The sunset had not yet fully faded, and a gentle early summer breeze swayed the pristine white curtains, creating a tranquil and cozy atmosphere.

Feng Guang sighed. It was over; he seemed not to have considered this problem at all. Although she didn't believe intuition was useless, given the current situation, relying solely on it would be like looking for a needle in a haystack.

Dong Ling had rarely visited night markets. When she had returned home from Yongle Town, she had been in such a rush that she had never stayed in a bustling city like the prefectural capital, unaware of the beauty of its nights.

Jiang Chengce abruptly left his seat, turned around, squeezed out a faint smile, waved at Jin Suyan and YoonA, and then walked away resolutely without looking back.

"Very early! Haven't you been to Daoxiang Village?" Mu Chonghao replied to Ye Yulin with a faint smile on his face.

"Cultivators?!" The generals below were all cultivators with decent levels of cultivation. Upon hearing Yi Nuyai's words, they all unleashed their spiritual perception, and their expressions shifted immediately.

Suddenly, a flash of inspiration struck his mind. In his long-buried memories, a pair of eyes overlapped perfectly with the ones he had just seen! His expression turned to one of utter disbelief.

The scene shifted abruptly. At this moment, Zhang Mengxi was in the Chanel flagship store at Prince's Building in Central, shopping as if she were at a vegetable market, frantically buying various luxury fashions with staggering price tags.

"I was afraid it would get cold. You can just order another basket; I can't let you go hungry while out with me. Eat slowly, I'm going to the Fisherman's Wharf to wait for those two," Li Ping'an said, popping a couple of bites into his mouth before heading out the door.

The wooden sword, wreathed in black mist, grazed her spider leg, which instantly emitted a faint cracking sound.

Everyone held their breath, and the scene fell into such a profound silence that one could hear a pin drop.

I looked at Chu Qi and suddenly laughed. Chu Qi laughed too. We laughed inexplicably, and then I uttered a sentence that made Chu Qi tremble from head to toe.

Lin Huai could imagine the scene: surrounded by enemies, she pulls out a gun, presses it against Thor's forehead, uses him as a hostage, and makes a stylish escape. It was truly imposing.

Lin Huai couldn't help but boast a little. Wei Qimian pouted coquettishly, but she felt wonderful inside.

As a veteran, Xia Ying was very clever. Combined with her understanding of Su Yu, she not only grasped the youth's meaning immediately but also inferred the subtext. However, even so, unable to understand the deeper implications of Su Yu's words, she was still slightly stunned.

Lin Huai glanced at the gauze wrapped around Li Qianqian's head and coughed dryly. He really had gone too far, not even sparing a patient. Besides, he wasn't sure if Li Qianqian really had a boyfriend; while a fling might be fine, Lin Huai was truly unwilling to cuckold another man—that would be a bit immoral.

"No, I didn't mean to. I didn't know, I didn't know you were real. I didn't know. That's right, I didn't know. I'm sorry, I'm sorry." I was completely unraveling, closing my eyes, afraid to look at these people.

First to appear was a half-meter-long, incredibly sharp needle-tube, followed by six hideous, blood-red wings and a body as dark as black iron, with astonishing blood-red light gleaming in its eyes.