Volume One, Chapter 36: Finally, I Can Rest for a While

"Shameless!" Kim Tae-hee spat, then couldn't be bothered to say another word. Park Cheon-soo felt that the frustration of having spent the entire day shopping with her had finally dissipated, and he began to whistle triumphantly.

Shi Lei was thrilled. The fact that Jie-ge hadn't handed this task to Shi Heng meant that he trusted him more. He felt as though he were on the verge of doing something monumental. "Jie-ge, why do we need to check the surveillance footage?" He leaned closer toward Jia Shaojie, held his breath, and asked curiously.

After filming a scene, during the break while the crew prepared for the next setup, Park Cheon-soo worked on a melody. His recent cramming sessions on Korean music seemed to be paying off; he finally had some sense of direction regarding melody. From time to time, he would strum his guitar, hum a few bars, and then make adjustments.

Lin Chu hurriedly pushed Yan Beichen gently. Yan Beichen had been squatting and was off-balance, so he actually swayed from her push.

Miss Xie’s words were like an anchor, and everyone was convinced. Ah Jiu was even more delighted. The group headed out, cut down saplings near the Mountain God Temple, and used their robes to fashion a few simple stretchers.

"Can you tell me about yourselves?" Now that he had accepted his fate, Park Cheon-soo wanted to understand the people around him better.

Feeling the proximity of that hot body, Chen Yi’s blood surged with primal desire. He pulled Phoenix onto his lap, his gaze fixed intently upon her.

After speaking, I bade him farewell. He looked at the red wooden box on my back with a strange expression and called out to me. I asked him what was wrong.

"Sigh, you see how it is every day? This home doesn't feel like a home anymore. How are we supposed to go on?" Mother Wu sighed, holding a rag as she shook her head.

After Scholar Tang finished speaking, he shrugged his shoulders out of habit, assuming an air of helplessness.

Having swum out less than ten meters, the group had already arranged themselves into a fan formation and began their search.

"Alright, alright, you two. You’re not children anymore; stop acting like it. Look, Bao and Bei are both laughing at you!" Du Xuan said, rolling her eyes.

"Are you really going to marry Song Xianji?" Su Wuyang still remembered the despondent mood Zhong Yueshi had been in by the seaside that day. She couldn't say she understood Su Yawen well, but after five years, she felt that Zhong Yueshi must have had feelings for her that went beyond those of an ordinary friend. If that were the case, why couldn't they be together?

Lincoln Campbell spoke the truth; he knew that the Terrigen crystals were only available in Afterlife, and as for the others scattered elsewhere, they would have to be found.

At that time, he had just joined the army and was stationed at the 62nd maintenance squad at the Kunlun Pass on the Qinghai-Tibet Plateau. It was during a period when military units across the country were busy digging tunnels for civil defense—anti-aircraft shelters, ammunition storage, strategic concealment, and so on. There was hardly a unit in the entire army that wasn't digging.

The two chatted idly along the way. By the time they returned to the capital, it was nearly dusk. Li Danruo and Jiang Yanming parted ways with Madam Yang and the others, each returning to their respective estates.

The old nanny outside heard the midwife’s instructions and acknowledged them from the doorway. She hurried off to prepare brown sugar water, but not before warning Dilong never to go inside, lest he bring bad luck.

Xu Qingtian was wearing a shawl today. When she had argued with Su Wuyang earlier, the shawl had inadvertently wrapped around her arm. When Xu Qingtian fell into the water, chair and all, Su Wuyang was dragged in with her.

"Sis, what are you doing!" Mo Jiahao huddled to the side, clutching his computer. "I'm so annoyed! Some jerk keeps attacking me! Now I can't even watch the match!" Mo Yuhan exclaimed, clearly losing her mind.

Zi Feng gripped his long blade, a flash of murderous intent appearing in the depths of his eyes. He recalled Zi Han's contempt for him back in Falling Flower City. To him, Zi Han was a piece of trash, and being treated with contempt by a piece of trash was a humiliation—a humiliation that could only be washed away with blood.

A long time ago, Gida and Instructor Lily had both lost something they cherished: one a necklace, the other a wallet.

Once caught, and faced with a suspect against whom the evidence was ironclad, all sorts of methods were naturally employed. Red-hair obediently confessed the details of everyone’s gathering at eight that morning. Deputy Nie immediately ordered his men to surround the unfinished building, sweeping up the others who had snuck inside in one fell swoop.

As for whether anyone would come, he was quite confident. Even without considering that he certainly had no one trailing him, those fellows ahead would surely not give up and turn back.

Li Zhichen’s face was anxious, and he gripped a jade sword in his hand. At that moment, the water in the sword-casting pool began to churn, and wisps of white smoke rose up, forming clusters like mist.

"Luocheng is so far away, and there are no direct flights. Just take my car!" Su Zhiai said calmly.

Long Jianfei, standing to the side, did not answer, for he saw Naya’s hands constantly tapping at something.

"Please wait a moment, I will bring her here right away," the manager said, exiting the private room with a heart full of trepidation before turning to enter the room next door.

The Taoist Shenji and Luo Tong were filled with suspicion. With Jin Wancheng and Shangguan Yun at each other's throats, they didn't know who was telling the truth and who was lying. Consequently, they simply chose to remain neutral, standing by to watch the tiger fight from the mountain.

The expressions of Feng Juecheng and the other three changed as they exchanged glances. At this moment, the Four Great Wind and Cloud Hands were all severely injured, yet another set of "Four Great Wind and Cloud Hands" had emerged from the front, and judging by their demeanor, they appeared completely unscathed. The "Four Great Wind and Cloud Hands" advanced in unison, and invisible sword qi instantly hissed through the air.

Yang Yiru stopped in her tracks, stunned. Her eyes blinked with a trace of disappointment, and she clutched the bag of clothes to her chest a little tighter.