Chapter 61: The Senior's Sense of Security

Su Qiuyu frowned, grabbed the hand of the woman hurriedly walking toward her, and said, "Let's go!"

Moving with great speed, the woman instinctively followed her in a run.

"What happened? Who was that person?"

Su Qiuyu only said, "Let's get out of here first!"

Hearing the sound of their running footsteps, Shao Shanshan quickened her pace and chased after them, shouting, "Stop right there!"

After chatting a little longer, they had the bodyguards deliver the items. Following the lawyer's instructions, the original documents were delivered, while paper copies and audio files were properly retained, and an official receipt had to be issued by the police.

In the eyes of ordinary people, those working in finance must be exceptionally wealthy, surrounded by fortunes of tens or hundreds of millions, dressing in tailored suits every single day for work.

These four simple words instantly stirred a gentle ripple deep within the man's normally calm heart.

Ronan did not show much envy or surprise. Instead, he looked at the other person very calmly, briefly introduced himself, and then helplessly led Luo Xue toward the Fourth Old Courtyard.

Given He Jin's character, as long as he did not give his consent, even if He Jin harbored such a thought, he would never put it into action.

If not for the wooden stick held tightly between my teeth, I truly would have wanted to ask if I had any other choices left.

As soon as Chen Dandan uttered those words, the expressions of the disciples of the Millennium Sect changed drastically, while a wave of commotion rippled through the rest of the crowd, all of them sensing the immense self-confidence radiating from her statement.

Then, one must ask, how could his relationship with Yue Ying possibly compare to the relationship between Zhao Li's group and Yue Ying?

Gently frowning at the thought, a flash of puzzlement crossed her clear, starry eyes. She silently withdrew her gaze to look at the man, her red lips parting slightly. But before she could utter a single word, the man's cold voice fell upon her first.

However, compared to the wedding gifts from the Lu, Ma, and Fang families, theirs appeared far more meager and shabby.

Looking at the pitch-black cave before her, Yuan Ya still felt a trace of fear, her feet trembling ever so slightly.

An Mu had originally intended to go with him, but Li Shishen rejected her request and even offered a thoroughly ridiculous excuse.

Since it was not Jingyang, the imperial princess naturally would not stand on ceremony! Her patience had reached its absolute limit. If this continued, the imperial city's bride-selection event today would likely be ruined by this unreasonable Jingyang.

Elder Chu Bai did not particularly care for these gifts, but he was overjoyed by the thoughtfulness behind them, smiling so broadly that his mouth could hardly close.

Had it not been for Assistant Xu, the company would have descended into utter chaos. It was only logical that Assistant Xu should be regarded as their family's greatest benefactor.

Ge Dingqiu was completely different. When he saw that less than half a month ago, Luo Yuan had merely been an SSS-rank mercenary completely devoid of any supernatural abilities, he was astounded.

From the map, one could see that those giant-wave-like resentful spirits resembled a massive fan-shaped shockwave. Centered around [Yexi], the wave expanded rapidly northward in a fan shape, sweeping past green-skinned orc burrows and all sorts of miscellaneous structures in an instant.

Tang Hao rubbed the bridge of his nose, unsure of what to say. He simply pulled out his phone and snapped a picture of Xia Dan in the distance.

The Stage of Dao Realization, as the name implies, is when a practitioner attains their own path of cultivation and comprehends the true meaning of practice—which is to wrest control of one's destiny from the heavens.

Wisps of dense and tangible ghostly malevolence coiled around the entire Profound Yin Divine Soul, with terrifying dark forces lying dormant at every turn.

At that moment, Tianxiao had already unleashed the Great Wind and Cloud Palm. Fierce winds raged between heaven and earth as if the end of the world had arrived, and the sky turned pitch-black and gloomy.

Having galloped wildly for several hundred miles, Li Linghai finally breathed a sigh of relief upon discovering that the swarm of insects was no longer pursuing him.

"I've already photographed the map, and I brought a compass along," Paotianming replied with a cheerful grin.

Inside the spacious and highest-grade wooden guesthouse, its expansive hall laid with thick wooden flooring, more than ten Tibetan men sat closely in a circle, animatedly discussing the differences between the land of Lingzhou and their own homes.

"Click... click..." As the dust settled, a burly figure slowly and resolutely advanced toward Zhang Hao, its armored boots crunching against the shattered stones with a rhythmic, mechanical sound.

Having command over an armed force, control over the logistical supply lines of all troops in Aleppo, and occupation of the heights of information and communication, even Lei Dong found himself getting carried away, itching to pull off a major feat.

The route currently taken by the Dumpling was the Tandu Route No. 3 in the southern stellar region of the Weilan Empire. Due to the outbreak of the Black Death virus across multiple cities, incoming and outgoing starships had decreased significantly compared to the past, a trend that became even more pronounced the closer they got to the quarantined planets.

Almost the instant they entered this paradise garden, all the modern weaponry and equipment they carried ceased to function. Even the octopus robots stalled as if their energy had been completely drained, while the iron-disk robots plummeted directly from the air, unable to be restarted.

Lu Erniang was in a rather foul mood, a fact that Lu Xiangxiang, Lu Hong, and Zhaoxia all readily perceived. Exchanging glances, the three hesitated, wondering whether they should take their leave. With Steward Zeng the Second still present, it was inconvenient for them to speak freely, so they all pondered the matter silently in their hearts.

In a split second, she reasoned things through: since she couldn't let go anyway, she might as well muddle along in a hazy relationship with him. As long as he hadn't fallen for someone else, she would always have a chance, and there was no need to rush for the moment.

The entire camel caravan appeared intact, and Cui He's broadsword vanguard unit still numbered forty-eight men. The other two broadsword soldiers had perished in yesterday's battle; zero casualties in war were simply impossible.

The mere thought that Chen Langye might be electrocuted to death made her shiver uncontrollably. She placed her hand beneath Chen Langye's nose and felt a faint breath. Mingmei let out a slight breath of relief, though his respiration was extremely weak.