Chapter 29: It Certainly Bodes No Good

“Brother! Look what I brought for you!” Jin Siqi held a gift box-like dessert in her hand and opened the door without even knocking.

At that moment, Jin Shixun and I were sitting closely together at the table, reviewing the same document. The proximity instantly changed Jin Siqi’s expression as she entered.

“Secretary Jiang! Please take the young lady to the lounge to rest for a while...”

Recalling the critical moment when our side’s Niu 13 Knight player led the siege, and despite the enemy’s concentrated attacks, they failed to finish him off instantly—the despair etched on their faces was undoubtedly the best way to boost morale.

Watching Ding Yaoyang finish his breakfast, Hao Xin finally dared to touch her own stomach; she was truly hungry. Seeing others eat so heartily while she refrained brought a bitter feeling. Yet, thinking of the delicious breakfasts Xia Yenuo made daily, Hao Xin suppressed her hunger once more.

When facing the most crucial decisions, the least information was available for simulation. Under such circumstances, Xia Mingyuan was very uncomfortable making choices.

Chengnuo was one of those who deliberately observed. Having been influenced by the company of intelligent people, his associative abilities improved greatly.

Mo Chen approached the edge of the well and peered down. The bottom was fathomless darkness, endless and obscure. He spread his spiritual senses continuously, but it seemed boundless, unable to detect how deep the well truly was.

It was precisely at the moment the first generation unleashed the Fairy Orb, separating everyone and the entire Sirius Island from Aslant, that Murong Chen and Mira returned to the main deity space.

As the dust settled, Lilia appeared, sword in hand, walking toward me. In the giant crater behind her lay a massive wing—the wing of the dragon leader. To sever the wing of a level 120 demon-class boss with a single sword strike was unimaginable; it spoke volumes of Lilia’s current strength.

Murong Chen had a clear understanding of the Infinite world—it was a world of idealism. In other words, Murong Chen ought to follow the path of idealism.

Without hesitation, Mo Chen summoned the Dragon Slayer Spear from thin air. Holding it in one hand, he leapt twice through the air, landing beside the Chrysanthemum Cultivator.

“What should we do now?” Zuo Ci’s concern undoubtedly unsettled Jiang Fang, who had lost her usual composure.

“Hm? School?” Tong Tian’ai looked up, puzzled as she gazed at him. Under his earnest stare, she nodded indifferently.

“Shameless!” Li Mochou quickly pushed away Xue Ge, her delicate face flushing deeper red.

Kaguya flashed through the air like a startled phoenix or a swimming dragon, weaving effortlessly among countless vines, her demeanor calm, even curling her lips into a slight smile.

Though this was the North Bank, Gongsun Zan’s territory, Han Dang remained unafraid. Gongsun Zan’s stationed soldiers here were few and no match for Han Dang’s forces. Unfazed, Han Dang resolved to press on in pursuit.

Who was the man at that table? Good heavens! Was she seeing things? It was Situ Huang! How could he be here? And why was he in such a place with his lover?

The flower badger nestled obediently in Luo Feng’s arms, its eyes sparkling under the interplay of darkness and radiant pearls, its fur shimmering softly in the dim light.

Ye Fan stepped out of the car and watched Chen Jun enter through the main entrance. Then, with a running start, he effortlessly leapt over a wall more than two meters high.

Hearing such a threat, the experts of the Chan Sect tensed inwardly, yet their hands moved with utmost gentleness.

“There’s basically no risk to his life now, but the injuries are severe, and he hadn’t rested properly before, so he’s still unconscious,” Lin Yuchen replied. “It’s alright, don’t worry. What’s wrong with you two? Why the long faces? Something happened again?” Lin Yuchen said, glancing over them both once more.