Chapter 84: An Invitation from Saihanba (Vote Requested)

Yang Li was wearing an overcoat. At Meng Fan’s stern insistence, she had run off somewhere and returned with a red coat draped over her shoulders—just the coat, with the same attire underneath, still left open at the front.

“Gui Qi, I’ve never once pledged allegiance to Meng Fan, so how could I be called a traitor? I belong to the Buddha Lord. From the moment I took this seat, I’ve acknowledged only him. I’ve simply been waiting for the Buddha to return,” Bear said.

Anyone who knew Yan Xiong’s past was aware that thirty years ago, he was the legendary Jiaolong, the sole kingpin of Beijing’s underworld in the 1980s. He’d climbed to the very top, striking terror into the hearts of all throughout the city.

At this moment, Xiao Xiang felt nothing but hunger gnawing at her belly, even a touch of dizziness. She said nothing more and let Li Ke lead her forward.

Of course, had it not been for Ma Ming’s theft of the gun this time, you would likely have followed Gong Gong to the mortal world long ago. If that had happened, you would have committed a grave error, one that you’d regret for the rest of your days.

That man named Lin Xing shot a cold glance at Tang Feng and the others, then sighed and walked away. The fury and unwillingness on his weathered face did not escape another’s watchful eyes.

Mo Fan had seen this type of ore once before at the Four Nations Trade Conference. The price back then… Even if he’d sold himself, he wouldn’t have been able to afford it.

“He Hua, I don’t want to eat anything. Where has my brother gone? Also, find some time to look into what happened yesterday, then come back and tell me,” Lin Yumeng said, clenching her fingers, a murderous glint flashing in her eyes.

The sky was just beginning to lighten. Mo Fan had no idea how many times he’d fallen into the water. His clothes were soaked through and through. With a bitter smile and a shake of his head, he admitted to himself that he had little talent for this. The whole night had been filled with nothing but the sound of splashing. Even his heavy slash was barely executed, all form with no substance.

None of this was known to Lin Qingxuan and his companions. At this moment, they were fleeing for their lives, and in their misfortune, they had stumbled into the Valley of Bees, drawing the pursuit of a swarm of giant yellow hornets. Each hornet was as large as a fist, and their tails carried a deadly venom that could kill with a single sting.

Its original purpose had been to protect all of humanity, to prevent the world from being destroyed by “extraordinary powers.” For this reason, it had to possess an exceedingly high degree of autonomy and independence.

“Is that so?” Tang Ya picked up her chopsticks, took a piece of food, and was about to put it in her mouth. But after a sheepish smile, she placed it back in her bowl. She couldn’t handle this kind of food—it was meant to nourish men, and eating it herself might cause problems.

“I…” Gong Qianzhu began to answer but suddenly fell silent. If her master asked for her reasons, how would she explain herself?

Watching the two die like that, Tian Ci couldn’t help but sigh—if only they’d known, why make those choices in the first place? He turned to look at Tang Yan beside him.

I knew my eldest sister never brought up matters for no reason. The only reason she spoke to me like this now was to kindly remind me to treasure the one before me. Yet when she said “your family’s Qin Han,” I couldn’t help but feel a strange discomfort in my heart.

“This incident happened in the French Concession. What does the French police station have to say about it?” Shouzo Nishio inquired.

The main issue was that this creature could produce branches or vines from any part of its body, attacking from all directions. Without precautions on the ground, one would even have to worry about attacks from below.

To avoid being caught in the storm, Jin Yan took Jin Fan abroad to find Domi. I had just seen the surfing photos Jin Fan sent. The three of them—Jin Yan, Jin Fan, and Domi—were handsome men in shorts, carrying surfboards, enjoying themselves on some Malaysian beach.

But Tony hadn’t finished his sentence before Orianna’s sharp, synthesized voice cut him off.

Shrugging in explanation, Bai Ye could sense the faint surprise in General Inu’s tone. Seizing the opportunity, he quickly slipped away.

After all, leaving that snippet of surveillance footage and marking the location in the shopping mall back then had been his deliberate move.

Though Zhang Chaoqiang’s voice was young, his words were firm as he pushed away the promotional video for Elegant Court Kindergarten that Shen Qiangwei had shown him.

Big Brother Roland was embracing a sophisticated socialite on the dance floor, laughing and chatting as they danced—utterly at ease.

In situations like this, what matters most is influence. Influence is not something that changes just because you make a phone call. If you can summon people, it means you have real power.

A man sat in a secluded corner, his features refined and strikingly handsome, as if he were a favorite child of God himself. His thin lips held a cold smile, exuding an air of nobility and arrogance.

The aperture shimmered with rippling waves, and a circular platform rose in the center as if a lotus blossomed from the water.

Additionally, Zhang Wuji had once studied medicine and poisons under Hu Qingniu in Butterfly Valley, giving him the ability to recognize a wide array of toxins and concoct antidotes.

Gongsun Qing never expected Yang Tian to say such a thing. Though his tone was not harsh, the words dripped with sarcasm, enough to ignite her fury to the utmost.

The assistant stared at Tang Jin in shock, as if suspecting that the boss had fallen under Du Sheng’s maddening charm.

“Taught you? Of course I taught you!” Yun Hao smiled, though there was a trace of benevolence to it. He waved to Yang Ye and Situ Lei.

Thinking this, I couldn’t help but glance at Yan She’s hips. Sure enough, her white casual pants were slightly creased around that area.