107 Youth Training Class

She simply began talking about herself. “Chen Anquan and I used to be colleagues, but he left the hospital while I still work there. I’m an obstetrician-gynecologist, and he was an excellent rehabilitation therapist with a real gift for the field. It’s just a shame…”

“It wasn’t a shame. He was framed by someone else.”

“About that…” Yin Miaomiao’s lips twitched as she fixed Zhao Xuan with a serious, scrutinizing gaze.

Just now, she had been so focused on fishing for information that she had forgotten Zhao Xuan’s—

“It’s your fault for not making yourself clear.” Xia Shiguang was indeed freezing now. Ignoring Gu Chen’s teasing, she took the clothes and wrapped them around her legs. Only then did she feel a little comfort in the legs that had been exposed to the cold air.

Liu Qi and the others had also returned to the city gate. After receiving the city guards’ salute, they entered the city and headed toward the imperial palace.

Kou Qingtong was rendered speechless at once. He deliberately avoided Tang Fan’s gaze, and it was obvious that Tang Fan had hit the nail on the head. He even felt somewhat humiliated by it.

“It’s in the direction of Mirror Moon Lake!” Elder Ghost Yuan blasted back a patriarch from one of the Lower Five Families. He himself was standing in midair and was forced several steps backward.

Aihousen sat on a chair with a black garbage bag pulled over his head. He slowly turned his head, listening to the noises outside.

Although he had joined Nirvana and become one of its directors, that did not mean he truly regarded himself as a member of Nirvana. He had joined only because there were benefits to be gained.

Qin Yang was stunned. Hadn’t they just been happily talking about going back to continue singing? Why had everything suddenly changed?

They had never imagined that no one had actually heard Liu Qi and Yuan Shao’s conversation clearly. The only words anyone knew were the final few sentences that everyone had been able to hear.

Gu Chen merely lay there quietly, listening to her speak. As the painkillers took effect, he gradually fell asleep again.

Hua Feng actually fell into deep thought over the question. Ye Haoran did not dare disturb him, afraid that he might break his train of thought.

Therefore, after he finished speaking, he looked at Murong Qingqing with a relaxed expression, then cast a provocative glance at Liu Hao.

He raised his head slightly and looked at Jingxin in confusion, then turned to the two old monks, Yuanming and Yuanye, with the same puzzled expression.

What terrified everyone was that the bullets likewise stopped in midair just a few inches before Liu Hao. Countless spent casings then fell to the ground. Cao Xiong was so frightened by the sight that his soul nearly left his body. What the hell was this monster?

By this world’s classification, the old man was a late-stage Divine Aperture expert, roughly on the same level as the two old men they had encountered in Yicheng a few days earlier.

“Then just these three. Choose the better glasses to go with the Ring of Death.” Zhang Zhen felt that the three items were enough. In the real world, any one of them would be an invincible existence.

“Big brother, they, they are…!” Xue Mi stammered nervously, seemingly unwilling to let the young man know what had happened last time.

Meng Ke, who would later become the Later Sage Mencius, was visiting the Jixia Academy for the first time. Young and newly arrived, he had no reputation yet and had not received an audience with the ruler of Qi. Naturally, he had neither a residence nor a lecture hall of his own.

“Woof, woof!” Suddenly, Arcanine barked several times at Lucario, looking as though it were greeting him.

In that perilous moment, Han Shao did not have time to ponder why Chengren had suddenly stopped attacking. Taking advantage of the opening, he shifted sharply to the side and dodged the sword that should have struck him. He then bent down and picked up the Sea-Blue Banner.

“What… what kind of evil technique is this? What exactly are you?” Huang San shouted in horror.

The Light Uncle could indeed control the point where lightning struck to a certain extent, but his accuracy was far from precise. In fact, he had intended to attack the people atop the great fortress just now, but he had failed to pinpoint the correct location.

At that reminder, Emperor Taiyi finally remembered that such a thing did indeed exist. However, since he did not understand how to use it, he had forgotten about it. The object was still hanging on the carriage and had accompanied them the entire way.