Chapter 62 Thorough Investigation

Fortunately, Qin Mingyue helped Lin Daiyu change her pills, and after the switch, the effect was quite good. Having recuperated for a period of time, Lin Daiyu regained her vitality.

However, the incident where the pills were replaced obviously could not be simply glossed over. After all, the silver Lin Daiyu brought with her had been handed over to the Jia family to manage, leaving her with no way to procure medicine from outside on her own.

The only remaining recourse was naturally to ask the Dowager to make a decision. Even if the culprit who tampered with Lin Daiyu's medicine could not be severely punished, at the very least, such things could no longer be allowed to happen to her.

Although Consort Xia was utterly confused, seeing how fully focused Li Hexian was, she refrained from disturbing him and instead observed quietly from the side.

Unlike the previous warm-up, Lin Chongxiao wanted to take the initiative to slap his opponent in the face, so he lifted the red cloth first. Now, both parties needed to lift theirs simultaneously.

We are both dressed in such scant clothing, and our garments are completely soaked through. Yet you keep pressing and rubbing against me like this—isn't this a blatant attempt to stir up the unquenched, and temporarily unquenchable, fire of desire raging within me?

"Chairman Alexander, I didn't expect to see you here again. You still remember me, don't you? I am Shapatong," Shapatong said with a smile, stepping forward to exchange pleasantries.

Rong Lang closed his eyes. This feeling was so painfully familiar, exactly the same as in his past life. He suddenly felt that perhaps the wheel of destiny had already begun to turn, and the events of his previous life were about to replay themselves.

"Are you really sure it's fine not to monitor him? Won't he get out of control?" Li Er voiced his concern.

"General Paul, I never imagined your troops were so formidable. If you hadn't arrived in time, the entire citizenry of Anchorage would have been doomed. Your arrival is no less than saving the world—truly a magnificent job!" Yu Qianhua gave both thumbs up and said with a smile.

Even if Li Hexian chose not to display his strength, anyone looking at him would at most take him for an ordinary cultivator at the sixth level of the Primordial Realm.

"It is precisely because of their extreme fanaticism that they want to capture you. They likely doubt that you would go obediently, and they are curious as to how you managed to make the avatar of the Death Caller manifest. Therefore, they intend to take you captive for research, and perhaps after imprisoning you for a decade, they will drag you off to the Blood-stained Soul-Lost Palace," Qing Yueling deduced.

The reason was very simple: to deploy such a massive array designed to suppress human cultivation, one had to harness the power of an entire planet, otherwise it simply could not be achieved.

After passing through a farming settlement named Wolitun, the trio purchased quite a few provisions, and a cart appeared by their side, pulled by two robust wool-deer.

No one dared to disobey Yingjun's words, including Zhu Juhua, and all of them plunged into the ocean with loud splashes.

Having been starved for quite some time, Xiang Ziyao finally got a proper meal. The meat of the long-billed bird was exceptionally tender and delicious, and Tianming's grilling skills were truly top-notch. Although there were no seasonings to enhance the flavor, being able to eat such meat under these circumstances was already extremely precious.

A moment later, the two reached the end of the secret passage. Han Qingying reached out and triggered the mechanism, causing the stone wall before them to part, revealing a flight of stone steps. Following the steps upward, they arrived before another stone face.

"Cut the crap, two hundred," Zhao Mei'er's gaze was much sharper than his, carrying a compelling overbearingness that allowed no refusal.

Sitting in the office chair and looking at the bustling people outside, the feeling was truly quite different. Was this what he meant when he said that every man needed a chair?

"Who on earth were you calling uncle just now? Have you been playing the field outside again? Does Ruoxi know about this?" Meng Hui looked at Yingjun with dissatisfaction. She was satisfied with him in every aspect, except for his habit of philandering, which she found utterly unacceptable.

The battle continued, and Huo Xiao had already caused enough astonishment for the onlookers, but this was only the beginning.

After a long while, the angel's smile finally faded, but her face remained suffused with sorrow—not feigned, but the most genuine emotional outpouring from the depths of her heart.

Lin Ruoxi stir-fried some cauliflower, prepared a dish of cucumber in cold sauce, and made a large pot of braised beef with potatoes, which was more than enough for everyone to eat their fill.