Chapter 56: Deceived!

Realizing the gravity of the situation, Zhang Quan had no choice but to step in and smooth things over first.

“Well, Sect Leader…” he started.

“I’m here, I’m here!” Yang Kun immediately trotted over, eager and attentive. He’d just been worrying about how to get out of this awkward spot—this old man was truly reliable!

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Both Painted Face Lang and Chang Qi revered Li Mingzhi with an almost fanatical devotion. It wasn’t that they were fools; it only proved Li Mingzhi’s formidable strength.

“I told him I wouldn’t go, but he came again yesterday afternoon,” Xiao Ling pouted.

They returned smoothly to the competition village, where military doctors were already waiting for check-ups. Xiao Ni and Lu Mingshun didn’t need any, so after stepping off the helicopter, they went straight to wash up and eat. The cafeteria had specially prepared a delicious spread to apologize and make amends.

Ruo Fei hesitated at once. Her main worry was that if Li Jinjun’s injury wasn’t properly cared for due to psychological stress, and he ended up disabled, her conscience would not let her rest.

“Do you remember this place?” The car noticeably slowed, even though the road sloped downhill. Hua Yu spoke softly.

Night grew ever thicker, the lantern’s glow dimming until it barely lit a single step ahead, as if it might suddenly snuff out.

At this moment, the crocodile spirit had already returned to Xiao Xiong’s body, supplying him with a steady stream of spiritual power. The dragon and turtle had transformed into a longsword and shield, boosting Xiao Xiong’s combat strength.

Milk Tea cradled her bowl of soup. She didn’t know why Cola was laughing, but she followed along, smiling sweetly.

Not dwelling on anything else, Wang Shi’s eyes narrowed once more as he threw himself back into the new battle. This was no time for thought—only raw instinct could keep him alive now. Hesitation meant instant death.

Seeing that Hinata, Sai, and even Naruto had realized the importance of his instructions, Itachi smiled, easing the tension.

Once he considered this, the phrase mentioned in The Supreme Mystery Technique became clear.

If he could become a member of the City Feng Shui Association, he would not only learn from the strengths of other geomancers, but his reputation would soar—after all, this meant official recognition. Why worry about not making a fortune or rising to prominence?

The yellow strappy heels, crafted from linked yellow rhinestones, formed an abstract parrot’s wing that wrapped elegantly around Song Xing’s ankle.

The boy’s eyes lit up. He didn’t know where Liang Tian had gone, but since she grew up in the orphanage, she’d probably return there, right?

It seemed Yu Wuya still hadn’t grasped the essence. Perhaps his strength had yet to reach Xun Feng’s level, which was why he couldn’t control battle energy as masterfully. More duels with Xun Feng would be necessary. For now, the most important thing was mastering the Mountain Shifting and Goddess of Luo techniques.

Behind the dozen or so bodyguards stood a young man, clearly the employer or someone similar. As for this young man, Ye Chen had only just seen him—not long ago, in fact, just last night.

An endless expanse of emerald sea stretched out, the breeze brushing between heaven and earth. Trees swayed gently, leaves rubbing together with a soft “rustle.”

Seeing Ye Chen’s reply, Zhong Ling, lying on her bed to rest, nearly burst with joy. That blockhead was still the same as ever. Her happiness came simply from the fact that Ye Chen had messaged her back.

Chu Chenxi rubbed her temples in exhaustion. In her heart, she shared the same doubts as Fuzi—recently, every time she encountered the Empress, she fell completely out of sorts.

Without even turning around, Ye Shengge could sense the gaze directed at her—like a thousand needles piercing her back, leaving her so stifled that she could hardly breathe.