94. Offer an Apology

Qu Wan returned to her room, and after calming down, she began to worry again. Had she been too impulsive just now? Was the hotel now in complete chaos because of her? What if that wretched man really decided to go against her? If she caused trouble for the crew and they were pressured, would she be the one to get kicked out? Agitated, Qu Wan ruffled her hair in frustration, feeling lost. Maybe she should call her older brother and ask for help? But Qu Jin would surely just order her to come home obediently. The last time he helped her was only because it involved him; otherwise, he would never step in.

She waited for a long time, listening until there was finally some noise in the corridor, and then saw Yao—

The most distinctive feature of Xianyuan was the enormous Duke Yan Sheng’s Mansion. If in other places the noble families vied for first and second place, in Xianyuan there was always only one number one—the Kong family.

This was not some magical artifact or a one-time lethal weapon, but a very special spiritual fruit.

Liu Long’s spiritual sense caught this scene, and he couldn’t help but exclaim inwardly. This ordinary-looking young man’s fighting strength was not inferior to his own—he even faintly surpassed him. Such a wide-ranging attack was truly terrifying. Without any hesitation, Liu Long struck, immediately summoning the Mirror of Ten Lifetimes, unleashing a wave of temporal power that enveloped the heavens and the earth.

What this man said did have some truth to it. Hu Weiyong was so cautious that important news was indeed hard for outsiders to discover. That was why the undead legion was needed—the undead legion paid no heed to losses. The wailing of the fallen became an oasis in the desert, solving Bai Sen’s pressing crisis.

Although Yu Jin was the main general of Qingzhou Camp, his official position in the Han government was only that of a mere captain. After all, Cao Cao at that time was only a regional governor, and the highest military post he could grant Yu Jin was just a provincial captain.

After making their plans, these people waited until nightfall to sneak into the village. They slaughtered everyone, looting all valuables from the villagers’ homes.

Life for humanity had improved compared to before. Even though they still had to offer sacrifices to the Fish-Dragon Clan, they were no longer slaughtered without reason.

Wu Hao assessed his current strength and realized that attempting to break through Jue Tian Pass was too risky. So he decided to aim a bit lower and try to break through the Three Gates.

Fang Ming said nothing more, simply staring at Alice for a while. When they first entered the police station, he had worried that Gamma would recognize Alice as a vampire, but his concern was unfounded. Gamma glanced at Alice just once before looking away, evidently noticing nothing unusual.

“Xixi’s already been given to me. Do you really think you can take her back?” The man looked back at Miao Changyin with a half-smile.

Seeing Su Qing’s breakdown, the man in white only laughed more heartily, the corners of his eyes crinkling with mirth, though the words he spoke sounded like a curse.

“Then let’s just wait at the door and enjoy the view of all the handsome, cool guys passing by,” Qin Qin, ever the optimist, immediately came up with a new idea.

Even if they increased the numbers now, production wouldn’t begin for another week or so. There was no need to invest resources ahead of time—it would be too wasteful.

Qin Kuairen shrugged at this point. It seemed that only this kind of explanation could account for why, upon arriving in another world, no one ever really questioned the principles behind things.

She had sent someone to investigate; the Tang family had been desperately searching for help everywhere, even naively trying to change their child’s chosen volunteer placement, but they met with obstacles at every turn and eventually had to go home empty-handed.

Then, he would use this power to develop his true trump card—the Doomsday Fortress—clearing all obstacles for his future.

There was violence in his eyes, making it clear that he was nothing like his delicate appearance—he was not someone to be trifled with, and could draw his sword at the slightest provocation.

Mindy’s interest was piqued. This move was just an imitation of Wang Kai’s Susanoo form, and she hadn’t intended to develop it further. Now, with her master’s comment, Mindy was intrigued.