53: Celebrating a Birthday (2)

"I am that master whose brain got caught in a sliding door."
"......When?!" Feng Jinyan was shocked. "If this wasn't made on the spot... could it be this noon?! The reason you didn't have lunch with me and said you had family matters was because of this?!"
"Mm."
Feng Jinyan glanced at the cake, then looked at Ye Xiangwan: "Then did you eat lunch today?"
Ye Xiangwan looked away, lowered her head, continued unwrapping the packaging, and nodded with a "mm."
She always had her own pride; even if she lost, she had to lose with style. It was Hao who abandoned her, not her abandoning Hao; it was Hao who wronged her first, not her failing him.
Yan Fei's legs had limited mobility. Although relying on his profound internal energy, the absence of legs wouldn't affect his actions, one must remember that he was currently the aristocrat "Hanks."
At that moment, the landline phone in the living room rang again. Everyone stared at the telephone, and no one was willing to answer it, terrified that it would bring another piece of tragic news.
"I have no money!" I blurted out a denial without even thinking. He frowned and stared at me. At this moment, I had my arms crossed over my chest. If this were in a television drama, the subtext would be: "You can forget about robbing me of money, but as for my body... take whatever you want!" The whole demeanor looked bizarre to the extreme.
"This subordinate understands, but... Patriarch Luo Fei mentioned in his previous letter that the one coming with him this time seems to be the young master of the Helian clan. Patriarch, is it really... going to be alright if we do this?" The green-robed figure hesitated for a moment, voicing his concerns.
Both of them took a deep breath to steady their rapidly beating hearts, and Yu Han quietly began to countdown.
"Yiyi, are you saying that the male lead of the movie you're about to film is Eric?" Dongfang Yi said through gritted teeth.
Although he had his doubts, because Chu Xuhua and Chu Tingchuan had not made the matter public, he believed that they might have managed to pull the wool over Chu Xuhua's eyes. Therefore, upon hearing someone else suggest a different game, he readily and happily agreed.
The tree people seemed extremely sensitive to the long sword in Lu Qingyu's hand. The moment they were pointed at by the sword, all the tree people instinctively halted their movements, and a brief pause instantly appeared on the previously chaotic battlefield.
The closer they got, the more terrifying that deafening roar became. Compared to the initial brutality, the roar at this moment clearly contained a hint of anger. Evidently, this unknown and powerful soul beast must have encountered some formidable enemy.
Ripley used her hand to tear open the wire box on the wall, inflicting a wound on herself, and used her own blood to corrode the circuits. After a short circuit caused a power outage, the side door of the confinement cell opened automatically, and Ripley flashed away.
"I think you two should stop exchanging polite pleasantries. If you're going to drink, just drink!" Huang Rong emerged from the back room at this moment, saying with a smile.
"Boom!" A heaven-shaking explosion blasted within the Chongyang Palace, instantly startling everyone awake. Everyone hurried in the direction of the explosion, but before they had even gone halfway, another earth-shattering blast echoed from a different location.
This surge of primordial chaos energy was far stronger and more refined than the one from the previous inheritance palace. It truly seemed to have been extracted from beyond the world, representing the purest power of chaos.
The bellhop looked at Yang Tian and his group with trembling trepidation. His gaze was first captivated by Huo Qing and Huo Yun's breathtaking beauty, and then startled by Yang Tian's bizarre and captivating aura.
As for Beck, although he was extremely reluctant to waste time idly here, mastering the transformation into Otachi was currently the best course of action.
If he hadn't made such a brother back then, he would have died long ago. His gratitude in his heart toward Fang He increased by quite a bit.
"There hasn't been any movement at the breakthrough points in the past half month!" Li Wei was also very puzzled. Monster attacks usually had an interval of one week; having no movement for two weeks felt more like the prelude to an approaching storm.