Chapter 35

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Lin Wei suddenly recalled that Mentor Cyrus had informed him yesterday that a senior sister would be assigned to help him familiarize himself with the Shadow Forest. Instantly, everyone instinctively looked up at the ceiling. Dimoth, as if receiving salvation, let out a heavy breath, clutching his underwear in hand before straightening up.

“Roar! Roar!” The red storm raged like a colossal beast, claws bared, its fierce speed overwhelming the Shadow Vulture youth. Sir Giles, the Copper-Faced Knight, was the closest among all the Fang Blood Shadows to the Fang Lord and the Blood Shadow Lord. There was even a possibility that Giles would become the third leader of the Fang Blood Shadows.

“Here, this is three thousand in medical expenses! It should be enough for your friend’s check-up!” At this moment, Sui Fei directly pulled out three thousand dollars and handed it over. The old fox appeared concerned, but his face was full of ill intent.

Though a bit ugly, these beasts excelled in combat strength, defense, skill, and speed; a single fierce beast could easily defeat ten Death Knights. With the best resources from the Xuanwu Continent, the most powerful martial arts, and their inherent foundation, it would be strange if he wasn’t strong.

As if by coincidence, the electronic door suddenly closed, trapping Dr. Gelman, who had just reached the doorway, in the middle. Although Lin Wei had joined the Fang Blood Shadows, he knew nothing about this vast and mysterious organization.

Unfortunately, after searching around earlier, no suspicious person was found. The other party surely knew they had been discovered and would no longer reveal themselves. But at that moment, the temperature in the room plummeted abruptly. Feng Ye immediately sensed something amiss and yanked open the cabinet door, only to find it empty—nothing was left inside.

The old man now felt an unfamiliar sensation growing deep within, a feeling he had never experienced before, and his body moved involuntarily.

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Sun Zhengyi hesitated for two seconds before quietly nodding; he didn’t argue over who should lead or follow. The two walked into a deserted hallway. A Yan scratched his head in puzzlement, unable to understand how Brother Lang transformed from a bar owner to the president of the Southern Continent Association.

This move was somewhat rude, and upon seeing that “Cheng Hengmo” again, his brows furrowed. “That divine finger bone—is it really that miraculous?” The old man was reluctant and even considered borrowing the divine finger bone from Tang Sanqian.

When Su Bingqin slept, she was accustomed to letting her hair flow freely, so when she just woke up, her hair was still loose. Thus, when Yang Chen learned that his attribute had been exposed, he immediately held his breath, concentrating to minimize the elemental energy he emitted.

“Your Majesty, what’s wrong?” Ye Zuixin had just emerged when Green Sprout approached, eyes filled with hope. Yushun finally woke up early during my confession. As I wept by the bedside, venting my inner grievances, an unexpected visitor arrived.

At the very instant her thought flashed, she had already put it into action. “Very well, you know many people. If you meet the right person, help your sister arrange a happy marriage.” Su’s father sighed, but this was all he could do for Su Sihan now.

Wan Ningzhu met Lan Hanyan’s silver eyes directly. The once clear silver gaze seemed to have gained something extra. “Don’t be surprised. I am Ouyang Xue, your matchmaking partner today,” Ouyang Xue broke the silence first.

Long Qianxun looked at Qing Yi not far away, a faint smile appearing on his face. It was clear Long Qianxun was quite pleased with this attack.

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“You’er, how can this be? You’re busy and have come such a long way. I will go prepare some delicious food for you!” Godmother took my hand and said.

I took a sip of water, held it in my mouth, then sprayed it at her smiling face. The cat demon shuddered, then blinked awake. Feng Yao frowned. Green Wu was puzzled about where this Princess Yongning suddenly appeared from.

How could Luotian not understand the meaning behind the other’s words? Calmly, he said, “Thank you all. Since you are here to wait for me, shouldn’t I present you with some gifts?” Saying this, he lightly waved his Demon Refining Staff, condensing his magic power within it, ready to unleash dark magic.

Lin Tianyang agreed with the clan general’s words and followed, eager to see how the general would pass through the spatial rift. Leshitong believed such a thing was impossible. She had fought Crimson Luo many times before, always ending in a stalemate—never gaining the upper hand. How could she possibly force Crimson Luo to the brink of death?

Wen Tiren nodded with narrowed eyes. Yan Kunzhi’s meaning was clear: there was trouble in Liaoxi. Emperor Chongzhen dared not blame Zu Dashou or Wu Xiang and others. But for the court’s face, he had to cast Yan Kunzhi as a scapegoat. This was truly a headache.

“Thank you, Your Excellency. There is nothing difficult for now. The two prime ministers have been very kind to me. I am currently learning daily operations of various departments. If any difficulties arise, I will seek your guidance,” Wang Wei said.

The lunch was far from lavish, but the four guests used to the capital’s cuisine felt it was worth the visit. Some ingredients were unavailable in Kasgard. Lilai’s cooking was exquisite—surpassing even that of my mother’s in Yu Zhe’s eyes. Each dish was crafted with care, making the simple meal tasteful.