33 The Cry of the Crane

"President, I have gathered the documents you requested! Please take a look." Gorden adjusted his black-rimmed glasses and placed the stack of candidate information forms beside Meng Yanchen.

Chennian nodded, her face still flushed, whether from the lingering heat or sheer shyness, it was hard to say.

Through the rearview mirror, Chu Qiao could see the expression in Meng Yanxi's eyes. His phoenix eyes flickered with a faint coldness, perhaps even stubbornness. Though his voice carried notes of helplessness and sorrow, it was incredibly gentle, like a spring breeze in March brushing against her heart.

After returning from Shu Chi's place, Mao Qing recounted the entirety of Qi Xiang’s passing due to illness and the situation involving Shu Chi to Dong Po.

Faced with the sudden appearance of a second boss, the Monkey King, the spirit guard monkeys looked on in confusion, unable to understand why their Great King had split into two. Fearing the wrath of the golden cudgel, they all scrambled back to the ground in submission.

"Enough talk, just do as I said!" Ye Chen didn't bother wasting more breath on Han Siyou and chose to hang up the phone.

After lunch, she played her usual charade with Cheng Peipei, deliberately describing the medicine as a health supplement for vitality and beauty to coax Zhao Yuhuan into drinking it.

Good grief! I’m sweating buckets! I’m Genghis Khan! You’re the one who’s gluttonous, yet you claim you’re trying to maintain the image of a "fixed-price store!" Aotian deliberately sized up the fatty’s physique, his eyes saying: "With a figure like yours, if you really tried to parade as the image of a 'fixed-price store,' it would be a miracle if you didn't scare people to death."

The raindrops outside were growing heavier, drumming against the windshield. The inside of the car was so quiet that only the sound of the rain hitting the glass could be heard.

Just as the gray wolf retreated at the critical moment, two figures shot out from the distance like meteors. A giant hammer wreathed in frost, accompanied by a terrifying gust of wind, crashed down toward the wolf’s head.

Yan Juenan recalled something and thought it was good that her second sister-in-law was here. She could clarify things; her sister-in-law was clever, and if Lu Shaoqi truly harbored wolfish ambitions, she would surely spot the flaws.

"Hmph! Don't get cocky! Take this punch!" Dongfang Sheng pulled back his fist, rotated his body halfway, and unleashed another blow, this time with a hundred percent of his strength. He was confident that this punch could shatter a twenty-centimeter-thick wooden board.

Bai He wasn't unfamiliar with this routine, but he was secretly stunned by Agreus's lack of principles. How could there be a main god in this world who would坑 his own people?

"No, Blue Daddy likes me very much. He often says I'm cute and very handsome." He beamed with pride.

As time passed, the frequency of new replies slowed, though some early players who had downloaded the demo returned to continue recommending it, while others posted screenshots of the beautiful visuals.

He was practically inhuman; he was more like a beast, bullying her mercilessly.

On the other side, after finishing their meal, Song Mingting and Tao Yao found an inn to rest. They had traveled a long way from Junzhou on the Su Yun Blue Bird; even though they didn't have to fly themselves, they were exhausted, and the bird even more so, so they had to rest and recover their energy before entering Mount Yuanchu.

On the golden beach, haphazard fortifications had been constructed, defended by unmanned tanks, security robots, and a vast array of automated turrets. Everything looked like a mechanical legion ripped from a sci-fi film... filming a Star Wars-esque scene here would be far more breathtaking than anything in the movies.

The red shadow of the Xie Zhi passed through the curtain of rain, flashing by briefly. It didn't care that the splashing mud stained its red robes, as if it were carving a bloody path out of Mount Zhong.

However, the most stunned were likely Leon and Ada, because the one who had roared was none other than Lie Yang.

At these words, Long Shaocheng’s expression shifted instantly. Too preoccupied to retort, he looked toward Mu Jingqi, who stood to the side.

"Very well, to each their own." Murong Yinzu simply nodded, swallowing the "thank you" that had been on the tip of her tongue, while the slight stir of emotion in her heart settled.

Even if Ru Hai-mu said she didn't mind, she would surely feel hurt inside; after all, she was a princess of Yuzhao.

With the matter resolved so easily by Lin Shenshen, the others returned to their own tasks, seeing that there was no more trouble.

After Xie Shaohua departed, Lin Shenshen slowly turned her head, gazing at the misty night and the fading lights in the distance. Her eyes flickered slightly, completely unaware that a familiar car was parked directly across the street.

She hadn't gone mad or foolish, and she could play the part of his wife with such composure. What exactly was she thinking about, day and night, deep within her heart?

She felt a profound sense of happiness from the depths of her soul. Hearing Sheng Shi say that, she truly felt those two ugly little children really did look like them.

By now, the heavy rain had stopped. The streets were sparsely populated, and puddles of rainwater remained in some areas.

When she reached the seaside again, she still discovered nothing, except for the realization that the Dianshi army was closing in.

In the ten days that followed, Qin Lang and his team worked tirelessly, day and night, managing to film the first twenty-four episodes—the entirety of the first season—in just ten days.

In fact, it wasn't just Shadow Blade who had lost his temper; even the likes of Di Zhexiu, sensing the overwhelming killing intent radiating from Dugu Xiuluo, felt a chill run down their spines and dared not even breathe loudly.

Ye Li swiped her card and took the tray. The first-floor seating was nearly full, so she decided to carry the tray to the second floor and found a window seat to eat her noodles. She had only taken a few bites when Li Li rushed over, tray in hand, and sat down, grumbling that Ye Li hadn't waited for her.

She hadn't expected that a one-star functional skill, accidentally picked up after "killing back" against those who had ambushed her, would produce such unexpected results when used on the right person.

The five Taoist acolytes immediately dispersed, flying in five different directions. One of them split into two, another into three, all of them true manifestations.

"We were just eating; he is leaving for America." Ye Li didn't know what Qin Lang was implying, but for the sake of propriety, she felt it was necessary to explain things for herself and Mo Shaodong.