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“Are you coming along?” Zhao Xuan knew Chen Anquan was a martial artist, but just that—nothing more.

That wild boar had taken two shots from self-made iron arrows and was a mutated beast; only firearms could put it down. Could Chen Anquan handle that?

“Hah. Don’t overthink it. I’m just going to watch the excitement and make sure you’re safe.”

“Well...” Zhao Xuan hesitated for a moment before nodding. “Then you’ll come with me tomorrow. The system hasn’t passed on any advanced music theory to him. If he’s called for an interview with those music professors, he might slip up.”

She clenched her teeth as endless, intricate difficulties surged in her mind, slowly undoing the buttons of her shirt one by one.

On both sides of the road outside the hospital, French plane trees were planted, each decades old. The towering trees stretched from either side to the center, forming a natural corridor. Though it was June, sitting here was refreshingly cool.

The envelope was plump and heavy, clearly containing, just like the one from last night, pieces of a jigsaw puzzle.

Jiang Ye’s gaze darkened as she watched Duan Shengqing and He Yunhuai’s excited expressions. She couldn’t avoid it and had no choice but to go select some clothes.

Ruan Tongyao hadn’t expected her father’s subordinates to remember her; moved to tears, she nodded gratefully.

Suddenly, the highway echoed with the shattering of glass, dents in metal panels, and the screeching of tires against asphalt—sounds that drilled fear deep into one’s mind.

This mission required him to stay two nights. Su Chen had thought to stay one night first to assess the situation, then decide when to check in for the second.

So when Qin Zizhen abruptly stopped, Lin Jia’an nearly collided with his back, pungent with the smell of smoke and alcohol.

Bai Yu was utterly baffled, but Aunt Liu refused to explain. Without pressing further, he reluctantly went to the dining table.

Lin Feng was stunned. Turning on the lights now would reveal their position! Mike was an assassin; he wouldn’t be so careless. Could it be an unrelated outsider?

“Heh, Your Majesty looks well. Have you brought any good news?” Li Ke smiled warmly, clad in white robes, holding a decorative fan. Handsome and refined, he exuded the charm of a gallant young nobleman.

Without hesitation, Yun Hao immediately produced the “Compassionate Light Pagoda,” which suddenly radiated a brilliant azure glow, enveloping the entire space instantly.

Xiao Qiyun was so angry she wanted to beat Alai senselessly, but knowing she was no match, she could only open and clench her fists repeatedly in frustration.

Back then, someone came close to Hua Feng, skilled in medicine and knowing all the vital points of the human body. Since Hua Feng knew Tang Churou, he would have let down his guard. If it was indeed Tang Churou’s doing, it would have been far too convenient.

“Ah!” Chu Yang suddenly narrowed his eyes and rushed over to shake the iron gate, noticing the heavy padlock was already covered in dust.

After finally arranging the seats, the soldiers eagerly grabbed their bowls and chopsticks, ready to eat.

“Mother, I’m afraid we can’t leave now. Wang the Scar’s men guard the city gate. Even if we wanted to, I doubt we could get out of this city.” Tailor Xu sighed deeply, lamenting his miserable fate.

Seeing a dead body here, frozen in ice and snow, was no great shock; harsh natural conditions made death common enough. But something frozen so completely was beyond comprehension.

Her first thought was that Young Master Ji Yue had returned—only he knew how to open the secret chamber.

In this era, if one did not know or it was inconvenient to use someone’s surname, one could precede their courtesy name with their country’s name. Thus, King Li could also be called Qiang Qingrong.

Qian Xue and Minai felt both disappointed and somewhat relieved—marriage was, after all, a once-in-a-lifetime event for her. Sharing it with Yingzi left some bitterness, but if Li Ruhai ignored Yingzi, she would feel guilty and think him heartless.