Chapter 33: Many Things Cannot Be Compared

"Battalion Commander Ding, Comrade Yu, please sit. There are two more dishes coming, they will be ready shortly."

Lu Youyou wore a practiced, professional smile as she invited the two to the table.

Ding Tiesheng was in high spirits. The mere thought that Gu Qingye had married a woman with a problematic background—to the point where he didn't even dare to host a wedding feast in the cafeteria—made him perfectly content with just porridge and pickles.

Seeing no one following him after a few steps, Ding Tiesheng turned back and gave Yu Ting a subtle tug. "Hurry up. There are some things I need to tell you when we get back."

They were all experts in modern weaponry. Any artillery shell, whether against a Grandmaster or a Divine Realm practitioner, would cause injury with a mere graze and death upon impact. It was precisely because the nation possessed such superior firepower that those of the Divine Realm dared not reveal themselves.

I heard the sound and instinctively looked toward the sky. The voice contained a faint sense of authority. Could this be the person in charge here?

"What opportunity? I’ve told you already, I don't like you at all. Don't ever say things like that to me again, do you understand?" Qin Shilan said.

"Heh, then let's wait for the announcement. I'm afraid I might make a mistake if I try to recognize it myself!" I said to Lixia.

Furthermore, He Feiyan's position was fraught with danger. Because she often issued orders on behalf of the Dragon Head, she would become a scapegoat should the authorities investigate, sometimes even forced to take the fall for him. For this reason, this position was generally not held by one's own kin.

What is going on here? How could a larger group lose to a smaller one? Are these people too weak, or is Xu Chen just too strong?

Hearing Old Yin's words, my heart skipped a beat. It seemed he had known my purpose for coming here all along. After thanking him, I returned to the Dao Alliance.

However, no one knew where the photograph was, nor did anyone know what the so-called Fish-Pair Jade Pendant actually looked like.

"Fine, give me the needle." I reached out my hand. For me, there was no other path to take. If I wanted to become stronger and rescue Linglong from the hands of Caiwei and the others, this was indeed a shortcut.

The faces of every Shushan disciple were etched with shock and terror. Then, their hands moved toward their own heads against their will, and with a sickening crunch, I watched a Shushan disciple snap his own neck right then and there.

Bu Fan understood the depth of Tianxiang and the others' feelings for Lin Tian. If there had been no affection, they wouldn't have spent all these years desperately trying to find news of him.

Before he could finish his sentence, a sudden clamor erupted outside the villa, accompanied by the faint wail of police sirens.

The God Emperor of the Wind Valley worried about the issue of the heir between Lan Chuchu and Xi Jiuye, but was Lan Chuchu not just as worried?

"If you hadn't mentioned it, I wouldn't have thought much, but now that you say it, it does feel a bit familiar," Dashan chimed in.

Miaomiao’s resolve wavered. Masa’s analysis struck at every one of her weaknesses, hitting the nail on the head with every word.

Mingzhu stared at the ceiling. He was clearly just looking for trouble, wasn't he? She could feel that he was in a bad mood. Why would he be in a bad mood? It couldn't be ruled out that he had some bothersome work matters, and that wretched incident today was certainly a major factor.

It felt as if a heavy stone had been lodged in my throat, obstructing my breath and squeezing the oxygen from my lungs. It was the kind of sensation that made one feel as if they might suffocate at any moment.

Manager Wu was also a regular at the restaurant. As for the waiter, Uncle Zhang, he had seen him enter with his own boss, so he had no idea what the relationship was between his boss and the other party.

There were many other merchants in the vicinity, but they were all jealous of the profit the Mu family's business was making, so naturally, they wouldn't step forward to help; they simply stood by to watch the show.

The man was young, yet his face was like a stone carving, showing almost no change in expression—truly devoid of joy or sorrow.

With so many people watching, they found it difficult to say much. After a brief exchange of greetings, they stepped aside.