Chapter 36: A Foreign Land

"No, you're really impressive." The young train officer gave a thumbs-up. "I hadn't thought of it before—it was my mentor who did."
The older train officer was equally surprised. He could guess, first because that passenger was obviously doing this for the first time and was unconsciously nervous, and second, because of the intuition he'd honed over years of working cases.
That this young woman could think of it was truly extraordinary.
Though they spoke quietly, they were close enough for Xu Zhen to hear.
"All right. Ao Xue, let's go eat." He smiled even more brightly and looked back at Ao Xue behind him.
He stopped the car, lazily resting his hand on the window ledge, his gaze sweeping casually over the surroundings.
Chen Ming was still retreating, and now couldn't help cursing, "You're looking for trouble—" Before he could finish, the giant ape seemed to confirm his words, smashing down its club and instantly knocking half of Lin's life bar away.
Lin Yun's immense strength made him utterly unmoved even when facing the charge of a warhorse; instinctively, he countered, and sent the horse crashing to the ground.
The clan chief sighed softly, said no more, and turned to lead the way deep into the fox tribe's village.
Yan Le, who was secretly watching, felt disappointed but also relieved. This meant Xu Yunyan would heed her grandfather's words; her father's opinion might not matter to her.
Hiss! The lingering souls of the immortals gasped. The sunset's afterglow was the harshest trial—even though everything in the trial was illusory, the subjects would become fully immersed in it.
Looking at Bobo's seductive gaze, though she spoke, her silky feet were anything but well-behaved, constantly teasing his legs, deliberately provoking him, making Xu Mo itch with unbearable desire.
Gu Jinran spoke, tears flowing again. Gu Jincheng turned to look at her, and saw those lively eyes, usually brimming with laughter, now swollen from crying, making her look pitiful and heartbreakingly fragile.
No wonder Lu Chen hadn't noticed when Liuli prepared these gifts—she must have snuck around behind his back and hidden them.
It was like a tank baring its fangs, dealing devastating blows to anyone within its range.
Seeing Elder Xu—the strongest among them—instantly subdued by Ling Tian's spiritual attack, the other cultivators from Dragon Star Pavilion stood frozen, hesitating and uncertain as they watched Ling Tian.
Just after sending away the wild cattle monsters, another group arrived. From afar, I spotted Princess Mao Jue of the Furry Kingdom, leading hundreds of thousands of furry warriors in a grand procession.
The two stood one behind the other, moving through the mist, like immortal lovers stepping out of a painting.
The playful and mocking look in their eyes disappeared, replaced by nervousness and anxiety, and of course, confusion. Was this young man before them really the head of the Wind Sect, the Wind Young Master?
Not only the Azure Daoist and the people of Qingyang Temple—even the three families and ten sects of the Heavenly Dao Gate found it hard to comprehend the miracle Wu Shun had created.
Because the driver's cockpit and the passenger compartment were completely separated, and these custom super-luxury vehicles were specially soundproofed, the driver couldn't hear anything inside.
But no one could have imagined that Hu Yan Jue Ming seemed to know her whereabouts inside out—something Chu Yaoyao had never anticipated.
Chu Feng spent the entire afternoon drinking with Li Zhe, until he escorted him and Su Xinyu and the others onto the plane back to the imperial capital.
When the elevator opened, her face was already lit up with a smile, bright as spring blossoms, as she strode toward the office.
Gu Feiyan finished speaking and returned to her room with her maid. She didn't know what Lu Chuxuan would do; now the best option was to avoid contact.
In the next instant, she turned, leaping onto the blue stone-paved road and jumping up onto the low wall of the alley.