Chapter 65: Payment on Behalf

After Officer Feng and his men departed, the guests who had previously kept their distance returned. However, seeing the emptied stalls, each wore a long face and sighed, yet none dared voice a complaint. Earlier, they had avoided the scene but hadn’t gone far, so they had overheard the conversation between Qin Huiyin and Ying Hai.

Ying Hai was known to many as the steward responsible for procurement at the Ouyang estate. The servants of such wealthy households were notoriously arrogant, and it was always a trial to buy anything from them.

A lock of violet hair fell before her eyes as Li Bai leaned in, his lips brushing hers. The sword was gripped in reverse behind his back, its tip pointed skyward, the blue blade crackling with violet lightning.

She glanced at Lin Nuannuan beside her. After all, this was Lin Nuannuan’s home. Xue Mingyu wanted to speak but swallowed her words.

Nearby, “Jun Wujie” was clearly afflicted by the overwhelmingly affectionate scene unfolding inside; the display was almost unbearable.

A nosebleed coupled with hair loss—together, these symptoms hinted at a very serious problem.

Ye Zhi washed the mimic’s tongue clean, removed the impurities, and immersed it in a marinade blended from herbs, fish sauce, ginger, garlic, and lemon juice.

Though it wasn't adorned with diamonds or any other embellishments, Linglong could tell at a glance that this was an expensive watch—a military mechanical timepiece, and a flagship model at that.

“Ji Furong, did you hear that? They’ve already entered the courtyard. Think carefully about what you want to do—if you remain silent, you’ll truly have no more chances!” As Xiao Zhe finished speaking, several burly men strode inside.

Chu Xiangsi, seeing this, let a trace of surprise flicker through her bewitching eyes before she slowly began to smile.

Yan Ya had no choice but to follow him to the shop he’d mentioned. Just as they were about to enter, she caught sight of a figure in white passing by on the roadside.

She thought to herself: What kind of extraordinary children are these two? Must their words always be so blunt? How awkward!

Dusk was falling. There would be military training the next day, and with lights out at eleven, everyone turned in early.

Xu Tianchuan used a Luoyang shovel to widen the hole in the brick wall to a meter in diameter, then began carefully scooping out the clay inside.

Ye Su slept soundly; the train’s journey was smooth, and the business class cabin quiet enough that no one disturbed him. It was only as the train was about to arrive at Hankou that the attendant came to wake him, reminding him to prepare to disembark.

Anyone who had managed to live respectably through such troubled times was, without exception, an extraordinary “old hand.”

The monkey felt a sharp pain in its paw and dared not resist. Instantly, a wave of warmth surged through its body, as if a shackle had been released. In a moment, it had regained its peak fighting strength.

Deng Shijie could feel it—after Lin Zheben’s flick just now, the resentment within him was growing crazily, turning violent.

When Mbappé and McTominay knocked and entered, they found the coach busy at his computer, his exact activity unclear.

Lin Xu’s heart trembled slightly; the murderous intent in this man’s eyes was too strong—he clearly wanted more than just the token.

Rooney moved to the right flank to receive the ball, then cut diagonally forward, but this time Bayern Munich was ready. Alaba stuck to him tenaciously, and Alonso dropped back to help defend.

Xiaoyaozi exclaimed, “Ah, there are still two more—Xiyang and Xuan Cheng! They’re just behind us. How could I forget about them? They too are now out of options; I wonder how they’re faring?”

Youdali was most reluctant to obey Slotters’ orders, but for now, he truly had no alternative. Understanding this, he nodded faintly, hefted his weapon, and charged toward Carlin City.

Clearly, just as Dr. Xu had said, these white apes might not fully comprehend his words.

Those silvery green eyes radiated an icy chill—the unique aura of the dragon clan inspired a sense of dread in all who beheld it.