Chapter 201: Liu Ruyan

Liu Gang could never have imagined that Cao Bin would kill the zombie so effortlessly. He had always known Cao Bin was formidable, and it was likely he could defeat the lion zombie, but he hadn’t expected him to let go so easily.

“How are you feeling now? Can you still move?” Cao Bin asked Liu Gang.

Liu Gang nodded, barely able to reply, “Really…”

He Jianjun wiped her forehead, his hand slick with sweat, then pulled a handkerchief from his pocket and carefully dabbed away the moisture.

Until the partnership was finalized, Qi Yao had nothing to do with it. Only after Shen Zhiyi closed the door and saw the guests off did Qi Yao finally muster a faint smile, her steps unsteady as she left the Shen Group.

After a long while, a rich fragrance seemed to fill her mouth. The scent was strange—once it entered Zhang Yun’s stomach, her spirits instantly revived, and she opened her eyes, fully awake.

At the dining table, nothing seemed amiss with Sheng Xia; except that she didn’t speak to He Jianjun or look him in the eye, there was little difference from before.

Passersby shook their heads with a blank expression, leaving An Ran feeling anxious.

Taikang Alley had been bustling these days. Aside from the usual joy in every household, there was a constant stream of visitors.

Mu subtly shifted her hand under the table, placing it on Xiao Junyan’s thigh and gently patting him, quietly comforting him not to mind.

The slow replenishment didn’t frighten anyone much; after all, who among them was the type to be easily scared?

The question came from the fat man, his face serious as he studied An Ran’s expression inch by inch, as if trying to thoroughly understand her.

Fortunately, the emperor and crown prince were united, and the administration was steady. Most of the noble families were also self-disciplined, so the balance was maintained.

Luo Bei swept in, appearing directly before the Saint of Law. Dominant lightning and raging flames, the laws of reincarnation, emptiness, and destruction—all his formidable powers seemed to merge at that moment and crashed into the Saint of Law.

At sixteen times speed, elevators were fine when empty or sparsely populated, but during rush hour, it was easy to lose track of things; many actions would slip by unnoticed.

The Prince of Daoci tried to wipe the tears from the eyes of the Daoci Sage, but suddenly paused—it was only a consciousness, not a physical form.

With a successful strike, he seized his opponent’s collar and flung him backward, right toward the open hatch.

I turned to look—it was Liu Yuyan, which surprised me a little. She wore jeans and a white down jacket.

Although Wang Ergou was mutilated because of his family’s affairs, wasn’t it still a form of self-castration?

A heavy pressure silently descended upon Ning Hao’s heart, making him feel the burden multiply instantly.

The existence of the nine realms was strange—not only were the spatial barriers between them fragile, but every five thousand years, the nine planets would align, forming a unique cosmic spectacle rarely seen elsewhere.

Those disciples from Emei wielded their swords, forming a sword array as they desperately defended.

Just as conflict was about to erupt, a voice interjected, breaking the tense standoff.

“We’re from the Long family of Chiyun City, Imperial Capital, and we’re here to discuss matters with the mayor of Talin Town.” Zuo Qi stepped forward and displayed the Long family token to the two guards.

However, the shout from the French soldier had already alerted those nearby. Countless French soldiers, high helmets gleaming, poured in.

After visiting several shops, the group not only sampled what they craved, but inevitably filled their stomachs with other tempting delicacies.

Because performance and bonuses were at stake, everyone in the meeting room, from top to bottom, showed remarkable enthusiasm.