Chapter 32: The Gathering

Jiang Meijia hurried back to the Jiang family home. The scene she encountered was one of warmth and harmony, as if all the troubles had already been resolved. Although Jiang Meijia no longer felt much affection for this family, since the matter had started because of her, she didn’t want to drag the Jiang family down with her. If things could truly be settled properly, she would be genuinely pleased.

Yet the moment Jiang Meijia appeared, many members of the Jiang family immediately darkened their faces, their attitudes cold and unwelcoming toward her.

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“You're saying that he ended up like this because of me?” Ming Yan's eyes widened in disbelief, staring at Guan Peng with utter astonishment.

“It seems you’ve found the wrong person. I’m not the old lady’s grandson—what good would my advice do?” Ling Qibei smiled, as if making a joke.

After Director Zhang left, she even started humming a tune, her mood so light that she didn’t notice someone approaching from behind.

“Daddy and Mommy get along so well. When I grow up, I want to find a husband who’s as handsome and gentle as Daddy,” Taotao murmured in her childish voice.

Whether it was Chang Yi and Si E, or Baili Tongyun, all of them held the conviction that only by eliminating the other could they succeed. They dispensed with any pleasantries, launching straight into a deadly struggle without pause.

Rummaging through the bundle, Cheng Mo found not only clothes and food, but also a toothbrush and towel. Finally, he discovered a stack of papers at the bottom.

At that moment, though he wished he could devour the flesh and drink the blood of the outsider who had slaughtered his teammates, Cheng Mo could do nothing but lie on the ground, utterly helpless.

Heishui swore that once they found Lin Ling, they would get her out immediately. Anyone could tell that staying inside for too long would be disastrous.

After running a lap, Liu Feng was ravenous. The large chunks of beef had been cooked to perfection—nothing restored one’s strength like beef. Yet, ordinary beef was difficult to digest.

He never would have imagined that the opponent was Chu Yao. He and his companions had hidden themselves so well—how had Chu Yao discovered them?

Later, she dimly recalled his silhouette; when she had been arranging the cabin, she had met him once by chance.

That was the tallest building in the entire valley. According to the rules of this world, such a place was always the master’s residence.

During her captivity, she’d seen one of the criminals open the door leading to the underground storage room. He had taken some food and, while eating, muttered curses under his breath.

As soon as Mu Cheng set foot in Fangyun Residence, his face darkened from green to black, like the sky before a storm. Blue bricks lay discarded on the ground, some crushed to dust, and moss on the walls looked as if it had been brutally trampled, revealing the full view of the garden.

After a long while, Qiu Liju finally spoke—not to reproach Ta Dun, but to ask him to recount the event in detail.

Shuixi Zhi did not glance at Chun Shui, but instead wheeled herself in pursuit of the direction where Shi Yao had disappeared.

The Chengdu Plain had become the Western Sea. It would not reemerge above the water for at least five hundred years, but what reason was there to remain in Yin Du?

Now, people were even more curious about the mysterious occupant of that room—who they were, and what kind of identity they possessed.

Bo Xinlan was clever and fully understood her situation. Though she held a humble position now, she was never meant to remain obscure. She was destined to soar high one day. When interacting with her, it would be unwise to judge her by her current status; Bo Xinlan deserved the utmost respect and courtesy.

Could it be that when Nan Yan first developed T-2, he hadn’t informed him first, but instead told someone else—and even shared the formula with them?

Estimating that they had already descended more than a thousand meters under the sea, Qi Feiyang saw ahead a crystal palace shimmering with light. The shrimp and crab guards at the gate bowed in deference to Long Qi.

Only then did Su Zhixuan release her grip, allowing him to move the undergarments aside, and together they began to inventory the remaining items.