Volume 1, Chapter 59: Scout Reaper

"They are going too far!" As the bearded man began speaking, the anger of the Chen family was already evident. By the time he reached the end, they could no longer contain themselves. Even an honest and kind-hearted man like Chen Chunsheng couldn't help cursing out loud, let alone the others.

The deceased was lying face down, with a toolbox strapped to his back similar to the one Zhao Sen carried. However, the box had long since been shattered by someone using internal martial arts. A distinct, albeit not very large, palm print was deeply embedded into the back of the corpse, and the entire spine had been crushed flat by that single strike, indicating that he had been attacked while completely off guard.

"He Miao, once we go to Chang'an, you must also conceal your identity and take good care of your sister and the others." Turning his head, Dong Zhuo fixed his gaze intently on He Miao. His expression made it seem as though he were He Lian's actual brother, leaving He Miao utterly speechless.

"Ziqian, are you hiding something from us?" Ziqian's mother suddenly changed the subject.

Li Tianyi picked up the phone and answered it. The call came from the provincial capital, Liaoyuan City, specifically from the Provincial Department of Public Security.

Seeing that the Chen family members had woken up, that person did not dare to linger and fled in a panic. As for the rest, Chen Yu already knew.

"Mom, don't overthink things. Yi is doing quite well just as he is now. I promise you I will take good care of him from now on," Ouyang Yingqi said earnestly.

Ouyang Shanglie stood there with a look of regret, watching helplessly as Ye Yuqing walked past him, yet he lacked the courage to reach out and grab her hand.

With a loud crash, all the sandalwood shelves throughout the room vibrated violently. Immediately afterward, Yi Feng and the others saw a disheveled figure go flying backward.

Naturally, there was another round of polite declines. Gao Jun was trembling all over, desperately fighting the urge to beat someone up.

"Hmph, relying on others is worse than relying on yourself. If you really want a cute baby, just give birth to one yourself," said Lin Qingxia.

Just as Bai Hu initiated a counterattack, leaving his center completely open, Gao Huaide saw his opportunity. Leveraging his much more agile footwork to dodge Bai Hu's stone-crushing fists, he delivered a direct punch straight to Bai Hu's chest.

"Xiangju" was a compound with three courtyards. The front section consisted of the main gate and an entrance patio, followed by the middle section featuring the gates and an outer hall, while the rear section housed the inner courtyard. The patio was shaded by trees, the gardens were deep and secluded, and doorways were layered one after another.

Lu Tianyu held a long bow, with a quiver slung across his back, hanging upside down like a monkey from a large tree behind Zhang Ting. Coupled with his dashing appearance, he truly carried the handsome and mighty demeanor of the Elven race.

Behind them stood dozens of military trucks covered with camouflage tarps. The hoods of the trucks were shrouded in rainproof camouflage cloth, and the drivers were all equipped with individual infrared night vision goggles. It seemed they were heading to the front lines by vehicle tonight. But where were they going?

One had to admit that the scene was somewhat spectacular, especially the dozen or so unfamiliar faces accompanying the Du siblings. This made Lu Tianyu understand why they were so confident, as these dozen or so thugs all wore draped coats, exuded an aggressive aura, and were clearly seasoned veterans of the streets.

If Wen Jiaqi's words last night had laid bare his past, then tonight's character analysis was equivalent to revealing his future. Xue Jinlong made a firm resolution in his heart: he could no longer afford to tag along behind Fu Damu.

Chu's mother turned pale, Chu's father looked uneasy, Elder Yue's smile froze, Wei Shijie and Yan Jieyu exchanged glances, Chu Tianxue broke out in a cold sweat, and Leng Xue hesitated, unsure of what to do next.

Standing back-to-back with Lisa, Li Wei cast a distant glance beyond the boundary—at Ryoko Yakushiji, who was being tightly grabbed and gagged by Yukiko Mutō, and Shinto, who was holding a gun on Siegfried nearby.

"What happened next?" the soldiers pressed on, seemingly forgetting what kind of figure was telling them the story.

"For a roujiamo? What kind of crazy slogan is that?" A myriad of profanities raced through Malle's mind, and for a moment he had no idea where to start complaining.

Malle intended to let some of the children at Hope Academy come into contact with the cutting-edge technology of the Norland Continent, allowing them to participate in it and even have the opportunity to direct certain developments.

The guests' eyes all lit up at the sight of the magic wand in Amy's hand, while simultaneously sparking a sense of curiosity and anticipation regarding her strength.

"We are a caravan! Yes, a caravan!" Luo Longling improvised on the spot, fabricating a merchant identity. Although she found it hard to believe, it seemed they had indeed time-traveled and space-traveled.

"Hello, Mr. Ji. It's a pleasure to meet you." Maria didn't seem very talkative; although there was a smile on her face, she felt rather distant.

Zhao Xu glanced at Wei Gang and, seeing that the other party was not of Central Plains origin, the lingering fondness he had previously stored in his spiritual sea gradually faded.

Mu Dianke had spent years amidst slaughter and cared little for the power games of the high-ranking figures. Yet, after hearing Chang Qianfo recount the matter just once, she was able to pinpoint the crucial crux, which genuinely surprised Chang Qianfo.

Just as Lin Ruoyao caught sight of Lin Qingyu, before she could even react, Lin Qingyu threw herself straight into Lin Ruoyao's arms.

Malle watched this scene with a slight smile on his lips. Indeed, no matter where one was, people enjoying late-night snacks and drinks all looked pretty much the same.