Chapter 152: Changing Routes and Setting Off

However, the goodwill shown by the Federation was not as simple as it seemed; they had their own agenda, hoping for assistance in treating a critically injured divisional commander of the City Defense Force.

In the Northland Asakura residence, the entire hall was filled with a deathly silence. Every retainer looked as if they were mourning the dead, the suffocating atmosphere of despair making it hard to breathe.

"Fine, I'll be waiting for you," Chen Lin said, smiling as he looked at me, showing no concern for my threats.

What started as voluntary assistance turned into a permanent posting after the Hellfire Club rebellion early last year. Now, after more than a year, I only return to help when necessary, spending the rest of my time working for the CIA. I have essentially treated this place as a sanctuary for rest.

As for the Blood Bodhi, I am still unsure whether it is real or fake. It will not be too late to tell him once I have a clearer lead. Yet, this matter shows that Chen Zhibin is truly trying to help me.

Dong Yixin looked at Thirteen, then at Xi Mu. In truth, he really wanted to ask if he could leave as well once Thirteen departed; he truly disliked this place.

After issuing his orders, Munakata entered the field command center and, with the assistance of the staff, activated the tracking system for the subterranean drilling beam.

"That is her soul-bound weapon; she must rely on her own strength to subdue it and make it serve her." I extended my hand, and the Warm Jade Flute appeared silently in my palm.

With his tall, upright posture, handsome face, and sharp, exquisite, and flawless features, even as a man, he had to marvel at Jun Wuji’s appearance.

Zhang Ruofeng was the first to know the inside story; Li Ji had consulted him before making the news public.

Then she began to weep, her sobs growing increasingly intense. She clutched Jun Wuji’s clothes tightly, refusing to let go, much like someone who had drifted alone at sea for a long time and had finally caught sight of a final shred of hope.

Ruan Meng did not know why this man’s smile seemed so strange, but deep down, she wanted to distance herself from him.

"Ji Xinliang, it seems you have forgotten. He is not just my father, but yours as well. To think you are so rebellious as to call your own father a beast. Ji Xinliang, are you not afraid of being struck down by the heavens?" Ji Nuanxin glared at Ji Xinliang and shouted.

Wang Nan, a three-star player on the perimeter, could not stop his change of direction at all. His ankles were "murdered" time and time again, and he could only watch helplessly as Huang Feng strode away.

The baby was kicking vigorously in my womb, as if to give me courage—the courage to overcome all difficulties.

Although the reactions of Hu Hu and Bo Ruo seemed a bit exaggerated to me, I nodded nonetheless, feeling even more certain of my decision.

Bai Wei was admitted to the Kyoto Experimental Middle School with excellent grades, attending the same school as Qi Xuyao. Except for Ji Yanmo, who had transferred to City A, the other four remained in Kyoto.

Ye Qiu shook his head, thinking of Xu Xiuying, a smile appearing on his face. He turned toward the house, intending to give the phone to Xu Xiuying, when suddenly a voice he was intimately familiar with came from the phone, and he froze instantly.

Seeing that Zhan Jingrong held an indifferent attitude toward the marriage between Zhan Qiancheng and Chen Anhao, Lou Xuelan was filled with indignation. One thing led to another, and she couldn't help but bring up the past.

Shi Songlin grabbed Zhang Feifei by the throat, threw her aside, and grabbed a stool to start smashing up the shop.

She was just about to refuse when she felt a wave of dizziness wash over her; the next moment, he had lifted her into his arms and strode away.

On the large screen in the shopping mall, Xia Wennuan stood still, watching the television host comment on the incident, a sense of gloom settling in her heart.

However, since Ye Qiu had brought it and claimed it could promote blood circulation and remove stasis, she was prepared to taste it so as not to辜负 his good intentions.

Old Man Yao had come from the Medicine King Valley. As one of the three holy lands, the valley grew countless medicinal herbs, overflowing with rare treasures that would make anyone green with envy—the result of hundreds of years of accumulation. Yet, even the Medicine King Valley did not possess a single century-old ginseng, for it is exceptionally difficult for ginseng to grow for over a hundred years.

Yan Yunchen had originally fought his way here wanting to ask them about the Ancient God Ancestor and where the Heavenly Derivation Reincarnation Sword was hidden.

"Everyone, I have no desire to waste my breath on you," Luo Chen said, looking at the various deities who no longer had the strength to resist.

Shen Lü felt that his entire understanding of the cultivation system in the Immortal World had been overturned. What kind of person could become such a powerhouse in such a short period of time?

If you won't let me follow, that’s fine; I’ll stay here and thoroughly search your lair to see what kind of evil things you’ve been hiding.

Peace I and Peace II, two world-famous deep-sea submersibles, were among the primary pieces of equipment used to search for the *Sussex*. For a submersible capable of diving over 6,000 meters, exploring the 1,000-meter-deep Strait of Gibraltar was a trivial task.

She walked toward the kitchen and saw him working in an orderly fashion; the rice cooker was already cooking the rice.

The Sword Saint knew his time was running out. Before his final duel with Xiongba, he wanted to settle all his past attachments, hoping to perfect his ruthless sword intent and leave behind the most brilliant radiance during his battle with Xiongba.