Chapter 40

“Of course, that is not our greatest concern. What frightens us now is that the fire line may change direction and spread even farther. For the moment, all we can do is try to keep the head of the fire contained...” Shi Jinyu showed no contempt whatsoever for Xie Lei’s youthful face. Instead, he carefully explained the situation at the fire scene in detail.

“Have a seat, Xie Lei. There’s no need to stand on ceremony here.” After saying this, Gao Jiansheng personally brewed Xie Lei a cup of tea, which Xie Lei hurriedly accepted with thanks.

The world of the Skyhowl Clan seemed to have halted because of that strange, radiant crimson glow, awaiting an earth-shaking explosion—the trembling of the world, and perhaps even of the entire universe.

Liu Yan’s words sounded sweet as honey to Liu Xiangnan, but Tang Ruoyun felt the opposite. An immense sense of disappointment spread through the depths of her heart, leaving her almost suffocating. The rosy color of her cheeks faded into a faint pallor.

Liu Xiangnan could not help wondering whether this fellow had been his nemesis in a former life and had come to seek revenge in this one.

Seeing the young man before him standing there with such effortless calm, Chen Yong became even more convinced that he was a true master. Daring not to be careless, Chen Yong forced a breath of energy down into his dantian and shouted. His right fist, trailing a fierce gust of wind, shot toward Liu Yan’s chest.

For precisely this reason, Marshall had numbered the invitation tickets for the exhibition. The one Su Lin received was ticket number 03. Marshall had specifically instructed the guards that the moment they discovered ticket 03, they were to notify him immediately.

Baili Xiu flung his hand down hard, slammed the door, and stormed out. After watching him leave, Chu Haoran gave a disdainful snort and muttered, “Idiot.” Then he went upstairs.

In other words, their reputation had not yet reached a sufficient level, something determined by the state of social development. There were dozens of bodyguard companies throughout China, but the orders they received were not particularly large. There was no other enterprise quite like Cheung Kong Holdings, which could afford to keep a large number of special-forces veterans on high salaries while they had nothing to do.

The entire area within a kilometer was filled with flowers and hot-air balloons, while her deskmate leaped from a helicopter as though stepping down on multicolored clouds, landing right before her.

She discovered that her sister-in-law was sitting on the ground with her legs crossed, clutching several chrysanthemums and tearing off their petals.

With Lou Ruojin’s spirits lifted, she instantly forgot her earlier dejection. Reaching into her sleeve pouch, she took out a packet of dried fruit and placed it before Su Qian.

Whenever he was by her side, he always clung to her and insisted on being held before he would sleep in the latter half of the night. It had been a little difficult to get used to at first, but she eventually grew accustomed to it.

A flicker of astonishment crossed Shaohua’s face, but she quickly suppressed it. Smiling, she hurried forward and took the umbrella from Qianye’s hand.

For Su Su, possessing the art of disguise gave her a far greater advantage than ordinary people enjoyed.

“Good boy! Come here! Let Daddy hold you!” He imitated Shui Yiren’s gesture, clapping his hands. His movements were stiff, and his voice sounded even more awkward.

On the way to Mount Song, Yan Xiang was constantly and deliberately creating opportunities for Chu Tiankuo and Shui Mai to spend time alone together.

Qin Feng immediately sucked in a furious breath. Gritting his teeth, he wished he could bore a hole through Shui Yiren’s retreating figure with his stare.

Mu Ling had been pushed down without the slightest warning. Given her abilities, she should not have suffered any trouble. Yet the instant she fell into the water, she suddenly realized whom the man she had just seen resembled.

Her quilt had been spread across the bed, with a brand-new, thick red quilt folded on top of it. Several chairs and a table had also been added.

Ningning secretly slipped several items into her portable space while no one was paying attention, then successfully passed the inspection of the spatial button.

Did they think she did not know that he had personally delivered this dress to her? She had no idea what material it was made from, but even its magical fluctuations revealed that it was extremely valuable. Where could she possibly find another one better than this?

He turned expressionlessly toward the White Dragon, who was watching the spectacle from the side. His slanted, scarlet eyes were steeped in a dense, bloody hue.

Even the name sounded profound. It seemed she might finally learn the way of survival. Chen Qian was delighted at the thought.

Moreover, the moment she called out, someone immediately joined in. Before long, the entire hall was shouting as one.

She said she was going to take her leave, yet her body did not move. The last time, she had retreated in order to advance and softened Wushan’s heart. She assumed that this time Wushan would also ask her to stay.

Zhang Xiangsi quoted a line of poetry: “I knew nothing of longing all my life; then, when longing came, it brought with it the pain of longing.”

Time is the witness of all living things. The Blood Pool of the former Rainforest Forbidden Ground was now once again teeming with life.

The fifth-rank beast clan’s mighty White Ape surged with a wild aura as verdant as the fire of life itself. Like a rising tide, it poured forth and merged with Zhou Ming’s pure-white wild aura.

It seemed Zhang Feng’s luck had finally run out this time. He had exhausted every trick at his disposal. In truth, if something had not restored him whenever he reached the brink of life and death, he would never have lasted this long.

That was the entirety of the records. Unfortunately, they were of no use to Zhang Feng in his present predicament. He glanced through them once and quickly lost interest.

Pang Yan hurriedly nodded, his face alight with joy. Seeing him nod, Sima Qiqi burst out laughing. She immediately coughed when she heard her warning, realizing that she had lost control of herself, and quickly restrained her laughter. Yet the moment she looked at Pang Yan again, she could not help laughing once more.

Before Feng Qin and Ye Xuan could nod in agreement, Qi Shuilian’s body shot upward with a whoosh, streaking toward the clouds like a long arrow.

This time, however, her feelings were entirely different. Leaning against this familiar man and breathing in his familiar, pleasant scent, she felt utterly secure. She did not even need to concern herself with what he intended to do, nor did she fear what might happen. As long as he was there, she feared nothing.

He had no chance of becoming a powerful man himself, but he could have powerful people work for him. In his daily life, he took particular pleasure in that feeling.