55: A Perfectly Timed Affection Abruptly Cut Off

The door was locked tight, and the surroundings were dead silent. They stood gazing at each other across a distance of just five paces for an unknown length of time, before Feng Jinyan's fingers holding the puzzle piece suddenly curled slightly.

"Ye Xiangwan, thank you..."

His voice sounded as if it hadn't been used in a very long time, hoarse and strained as though he were desperately holding something back.

Ye Xiangwan raised the corners of her lips. "As long as you like it. I'm going to light the candles now, come make a wish!"

"Mn."

Feng Jinyan clutched the...

Only upon arriving here did he realize just how little he had truly seen, and everything before his eyes practically blinded him.

At that moment, the Golden Flying Dragon's shield instantly shattered, blowing them all backward. Dragon Fist immediately followed up with another strike, leaving them no time to dodge as they were all pierced by the attack.

"There's no help for it. Right now, our only option is to retreat to the large ship, gather all our forces, and use the vessel to stall the Xinyan army while we figure out a way to request reinforcements from Xian City." Dragon Fist's expression grew increasingly solemn.

Upon seeing his parents, Yu Feng and his family were naturally overjoyed. However, as it was already late in the day, the family didn't linger to chat with the surrounding neighbors and villagers, but instead went straight home to rest, while the onlookers who had come to watch the excitement dispersed.

At this thought, Ji Chang wore a sincere smile, feigning a sudden, joyful realization upon hearing the Grand Priest Wu You's reply, and smoothly steered the conversation deeper.

All along the way, amidst laughter, chatter, and playful bantering, they crossed the streets of Donglu, exited the city through the west gate, and headed straight for Luqi.

"Who?" Zhan Xiu asked again. A common enemy? Aside from the Medicine Sect, which had been practically wiped out by his own hands, he truly hadn't encountered anyone who could be considered a genuine enemy. Where on earth was this one popping up from out of nowhere?

"Then take a break. Don't come to the company for the time being. I'll speak with the boss about this. You should reflect on yourself as well." The director hung up the call abruptly. This was practically no different from firing her outright. For a moment, Shen Xinyi found it difficult to accept.

Upon entering the room, Shen Xinyi first swept her gaze across the interior, her eyes finally landing on the bed where Gu Yi was currently sleeping.

The person who spoke had already left. Shen Xinyi glanced at the person lying inside the emergency room, struggling to breathe, and still felt deeply worried. On one side was the patient, and on the other was her Mr. Gu. Both concerns weighed heavily on her mind.

For a moment, almost everyone turned their heads to carefully study the sequence of elements written on the blackboard.

Hearing this, the two Zhang brothers were unimpressed. They naturally knew this matter required careful consideration, otherwise they wouldn't have sought out Zhang Shaotian... Yet despite their inner disdain, they maintained an outwardly respectful demeanor.

"Xu Ran, you've been acting rather eccentric." She had felt this way ever since he insisted on staying at her home to avoid trouble.

Chen Yu inadvertently wiped the sweat from his forehead. The atmosphere was far too bizarre; right now, he was nothing more than a hands-off manager who usually asked about nothing, only to show up and demand answers when things were needed. The mood was intensely awkward, and Chen Yu couldn't fathom why his luck was so terrible that he had to pick this exact topic.

Since Bod had previously summoned the majority of the Saint-grade magical beasts, they assembled shortly after.

Seeing that no one was paying him any attention, Black Mo's face inevitably grew awkward. Yet, no matter how hard he tried, he could never have guessed the real reason everyone was keeping their distance from him—it was because of those peach-blossom-like eyes of his.

Viewed from high above, looking down at the vast earth, three tiny white dots could be seen speeding along the winding, rugged mountain trails toward the northeast coastline.

He spread his arms wide. This time, instead of resting on Mu Yiyi's shoulders, he grabbed them directly, his grip tight and unyielding. The force sent a wave of pain through Mu Yiyi; being clutched by those hands, her already frail arms made her feel truly like a mere doll, evoking a sense of disgust at being toyed with.