Volume One, Chapter 55: Finally Remembering to Care

Without stopping for even a second, she kept moving forward.

He silently persisted, following closely behind her step by step.

It was the peak of the evening rush hour, and at this pace, a traffic jam was guaranteed within thirty seconds.

Sure enough, the next moment, an overwhelming chorus of car horns erupted from behind.

Shu Wan gritted her teeth and shot him a sideways glare.

Only a short while ago, he had unexpectedly broken through the ancient golden barrier that few had ever even heard of, sublimating his soul and ascending to become a powerhouse of the golden tier.

Right at this moment, a modified flatbed truck tore through the electric fence, crushed the ambushing guards beneath its wheels, and drove straight up to the gate of the cell block. Yin Xiao knelt on one knee atop the roof of the cab, dual-wielding pistols, firing rapidly with both hands to suppress the guards stationed on the watchtowers.

Chen Ao naturally could not accept such a proposition. Although he felt a certain sympathy for Yun Lu's plight, he could not accept her seeking revenge against Zhao Heng.

The thirty-two competitors surged back into the main hall. As always, the crowd's center of attention—the fortunate star—was the first to rush into the arena. His goal was singular: to locate the weapon crate and secure armaments ahead of the others. He wore two distinct types of wristbands, granting him a greater degree of authority over weapon allocation.

Since little of value could be learned at the clan school and the atmosphere there was less than desirable, Qin Keqing intended to send Qin Zhong to the military training grounds. The purpose was to let him undergo rigorous tempering and hardening there.

At this very moment, Zhang Xiaofeng was strolling casually through the city of Lingling, searching for a suitable place to settle down before properly mapping out his grand plan to mass-market cigarettes in the Spirit Realm.

Mass conscription of commoners was ordered to construct defensive fortifications around Zhili and the imperial capital. Able-bodied young men were drafted into military service to expand the army.

Instantly, Su Yang made the most prudent choice, commanding his weapon to make its way down to the bottom lane on its own. Otherwise, if he were to return to the bottom lane himself at this juncture, he would find himself deep within the enemy's second tower, placing him in an extremely perilous position.

The glaring sunlight made that patch of snow appear surreal and elusive. Inevitably, scene after scene from the past welled up in his heart.

Stepping through the doorway, Chen Ao was overcome with a surge of emotion, hardly knowing where to begin. Ever since their parting in Liang City three or four months ago, he had not seen this young girl, and he never expected to encounter her here.

"I acquired this purely by chance." With that, Lei Tian recounted to the deep white soul the thrilling tale of his fierce battle against the millennium tree demon in the peach blossom realm.

"Erhao, we can wait on your matters. Right now, what I want to know is, Rong Xiaoyu, what is going on between you and our Niannian?" Mi Ziyan asked, fixing her gaze on Rong Xiaoyu, who had lately taken to visiting the Mi household with suspicious frequency.

"Xiyan, you have loved Ruoli for over five hundred years, yet you do not understand him at all. What is the use of your love for him?" Liuli asked faintly. With those words, she gently pushed Xiyan aside and, with a flash of her figure, sped away in pursuit of Ruoli.

Shattering Blade Art! Shattering Blade Art! Shattering Blade Art! Ouyang Pengcheng stood his ground resolutely opposite Hattori Kyuo, unfazed. Casually unleashing several Shattering Blade Arts, he met the bloody blade-slashes of the Japanese dogs head-on while simultaneously launching a counter-offensive. The Japanese ruffian swung his katana in frantic parries and slashes, but his attacks were systematically dismantled by Hattori Kyuo one by one.

Yun Shuiyao nodded and glanced at Leng Ran. At present, she cared only about what Leng Ran thought of her. However, upon seeing Leng Ran's completely expressionless face, she lowered her head in disappointment. So, regardless of whether she was good or bad, she was all the same in Leng Ran's eyes. She offered a bitter, self-deprecating smile.

"What are you saying? If we do that, won't our cover be blown?" Li Wan'er was unaware of the pact made between Mi Bai and the hospital director, so she asked with great astonishment.

After hanging up the phone, Taibai dialed Su Qingyi's number to request his discharge so he could recuperate at home. At first, Su Qingyi adamantly refused, but the moment Taibai casually mentioned his medical expertise, sudden realization dawned upon her. She immediately rushed to the hospital to process his discharge papers.