Chapter 58: Theft from the Locked Room

"That's more like it!"

When Shen Zhiyu finally held her official housing allocation certificate in her hands, confirming that the small two-story building now belonged to her, her mood was beyond exhilarating.

As for Director Tian of the Housing Administration Section, his expression was as dark and grim as if he were mourning the passing of both his parents.

"Team Leader Chen, thanks a lot!"

With the housing certificate in hand, Shen Zhiyu left and returned to rally everyone to help move the furniture into the small building.

"Let's take this room!"

Shen Zhiyu decisively chose the most—

The countless sounds of piercing winds left even Li Shizong momentarily stunned! How could such terrifying might possibly be unleashed by a practitioner at the Earth Fiend Realm?

Xiao Yitian looked exasperated. "Mom, I know. Don't worry, I guarantee nothing will go wrong. Anyway, I made plans with Nannan, so I'll be heading out first. You should hurry back and catch up on your beauty sleep. Bye, Mom!" Before his voice even faded, he had already vanished.

At the same time, this location served as a buffer zone where the Gamma Star people and the Blue Star people engaged in combat, so the site for exchanging hostages was chosen right by the bank of the Frigid Winter River, to which neither side had any objections.

In mid-air, burning fire arrows continuously rained down, relentlessly striking the tents and startling the Ming dynasty soldiers who rushed out from within.

"Why do I always keep bumping into him?" Whenever Nanmen Leng was mentioned, she was torn between laughter and exasperation. She truly had no idea whether this man had watched too many soap operas or spy thrillers, but whenever he saw her, his mind was always filled with impractical notions.

The next day, halfway up the mountain, the two divine practitioners Chu Tianshu and Fu Duantian were full of fighting spirit, their power surging all around them. After advancing their realms, it left other divine practitioners utterly astonished.

Ma Sanbao faithfully translated the words, though the idiom "strolling leisurely through a quiet courtyard" was truly difficult to translate completely, so he could only render it as the meaning of just taking a casual walk.

Layers of halos appeared around Shen Aotian and the others, and countless essences of heaven and earth were drawn into their bodies.

As it turned out, although founding Emperor Zhu Yuanzhang of the Ming dynasty clearly understood that Ming Sheng harbored no further ambitions after his surrender, considering that Ming Sheng had once been the Emperor of the Xia state, and that the Ming officials in Sichuan currently included many of Ming Yuzhen's former subordinates, the Emperor opted for a drastic measure. He relocated Ming Sheng's entire family to Korea, far away from Sichuan—a truly painstaking arrangement indeed.

From Lin Ye's words, one could tell that his disposition was remarkably open-minded and detached, having let go of everything. In terms of state of mind, he had already reached a level difficult for ordinary people to attain—serene, effortless, and transcendent, defying all estimation.

Duan Leng watched them enter, his gaze landing on Zhu Sha. He nodded slightly at him, a subtle, barely perceptible smile playing at the corners of his mouth.

Lin Yu frowned slightly. "I wonder what this item is?" His eyes scanned the medicinal herb back and forth, unable to discern anything unusual about it, except that its entire body was translucent red without any other distinguishing features.

"Since everyone trusts me so much, I won't be overly modest." Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, Zhu Cheng nodded solemnly. Meanwhile, the three minutes had already elapsed, and system prompts representing the mission began to ring in everyone's mind.

Looking out across this place, one could not see the boundary at all. It was undoubtedly more than spacious enough to accommodate a thousand people.

Pan Jinlian sighed softly, pressing her delicate cheek against his neck. Her fragrant, smooth breath drifted over his skin like a heartwarming spring breeze stirring the strings of the heart.

Yet what on earth was Sophie doing? Not content with stripping off all my clothes, she was now starting to take off her own! Good lord! Could it be that she hated me for ruining her important plans with my drinking and intended to kill me using this method?

Wang Erniu was not deliberately stalling; he had indeed gone to the Chen family village and relayed the matter to Chen Ergou, hoping that Elder Chen would spare some silver to help out.

The melody of the zither shifted, turning lingering and deeply tender. Every single note plucked at Wu Song's heartstrings, making his throat go dry and forcing him to drink cup after cup of tea.

"Let me see." Assistant Wang took the leaf from Chen Zui's hands, examined it closely, stroked it repeatedly, and even tore it apart with his hands. The result, however, left him extremely annoyed.