Chapter 55

When realizing that the griffin was indeed Kratos’s beast soul, Princess Aphrodite could not help feeling a turbulent wave of agitation deep within. She stood frozen in place, her expression shifting uncertainly as she watched Kratos finally vanish from sight.

An Ran felt that this fellow's expression carried a teeth-gritting wretchedness no matter how he looked at it, causing him deep concern for the owners of those "haunted houses."

"This... I really cannot say. It all depends on whether that guy remembers you people or not," Xingluo said, equally uncertain.

Everyone knew that the mountain before them surely concealed the laboratory where the Sumerians once conducted their experiments. If they could obtain the experimental data from within and replicate a similar, controllable mist-like creature, they would practically be able to walk unhindered across this world.

"These are not ordinary stone pillars." Yi Liuyue watched the crowd rushing inside one after another, gently shaking her head before noticing the other imperial royalty who had also halted their steps. Clearly, like her, they had discovered the profound mystery hidden within these stone pillars.

Once upon a time, they became police officers for the sake of a dream. Back then, they wanted to serve the people and uphold justice.

Wiping a trace of blood from the corner of his mouth, the red-haired man looked at Li Feng, pondering just what he had missed a moment ago.

The Third Prince had by now completely ignored his servant's assessment of him as a burden, and nodded repeatedly in agreement.

Li Ming withdrew the True Fire of the Sun; his current task was to control this refined gold so that it absorbed the vital energy of heaven and earth.

If Gao Tianxiang were to run off to that place, given his abilities and methods, raising a troop there would not surprise Ye Tian in the least. After all, as the dignified former commander of the Southwest Military Region, Gao Tianxiang was undeniably a top-tier figure among his peers in terms of capability.

"What do I want to do? Don't you know?" Qin Susu’s lips curved slightly into a bewitching and enchanting smile.

Meng Yuqing's gaze remained fixed on Shen Yunyou, refusing to look away. Shen Yunyou had previously taken an abortifacient, and the mountain temperature was extremely low; Meng Yuqing was deeply worried that Shen Yunyou's body would not be able to withstand it. Therefore, taking advantage of the moment when the man holding her was not paying attention, Meng Yuqing disregarded the danger and ran toward Shen Yunyou's side.

"You aren't tricking me?" Shen Zhicheng froze for a moment, tilting his head to look at Shen Yunyou, finding it hard to believe his ears.

When he looked closer and saw that there was also a "Nightmare" within the "Blood Butcher" closing its eyes to heal its wounds, he was even more terrified. Pinned to the ground, he dared not move a muscle again.

"Then give it a try!" came the cold reply, utterly devoid of any panic. While this secretly earned Zhou Wei's admiration, it simultaneously fueled an overwhelming rage deep within his heart. With a forceful yank, accompanied by Qianqian's sharp scream, a crystal-white, smooth shoulder and a large expanse of snow-white chest were abruptly exposed to the air.

Jiang Shuncai and the others kept vigil behind Eagle Beak Rock day and night. After guarding for seven or eight days without the slightest movement, they gradually grew lax. Today happened to be Zhao Liushun's turn to keep watch. Halfway through the night, as drowsiness overwhelmed him, Zhao Liushun simply curled up in the stone recess beneath Eagle Beak Rock, cradling his hand warmer and wrapped tightly in his cotton cloak to sleep.

Mount Siqu, is it... Shen Yunyou smiled, not answering Xiuer's question. After wandering around to purchase a few more items, she slowly strolled toward Ye Zixuan's residence.

She greeted Aunt Xiang warmly and sat down at the dining table. Regardless of anything else, she felt she must eat well today so she would have the strength to handle whatever problems arose.

Hearing this, Qin Susu was slightly startled, never expecting Peony to utter such words today. Looking at the remarkably delicate-featured maid before her, whose brows and eyes were filled with absolute obedience, a trace of intrigued interest flickered in Qin Susu's eyes.

Wang Yue's daily routine remained largely unchanged; every day he persevered alongside the children with basic training such as leg presses, leg extensions, splits, and back bends to ensure his physical flexibility.

Seeing that the three fellows were evidently no gentlemen, Bai Linglong and Song Shan stared at each other in a momentary daze, completely at a loss as to what they ought to do.

Undoubtedly, the political propaganda and ideological work on the People's Party side were executed to absolute perfection. Although the vast soldiers were currently exhausted—with some even nursing unhealed wounds—they were all demanding to participate in combat. The morale of the troops was exceedingly high, which delighted Chairman Mao and the others immensely.

Upon hearing the turn of events described by Fang Duobing, Li Lianhua was somewhat taken aback. He had not anticipated that leaving early would cause him to miss such a major event. Had he known everyone would hit it off so well, nothing would have made him leave back then.

To reiterate: some matters, if unmentioned, do not mean they do not exist; if left unspoken, it is simply because it is inconvenient to do so.

At these words, Bai Feng and Tian Zu raised their eyebrows. Such an expression? Could it be that Xiaoyaoxizi was supposed to look like someone else entirely?

Indoor, by the massage chair, Lin Ning glanced down at the high heels she had casually kicked off. Too lazy to put the shoes back on, and unable to shirk the person waiting for her.

With that, she walked over with an apologetic expression and took some of the items from his hands, lightening his burden.

Yuan Zhexue remarked, "I would like to rent a room from you and come here to recuperate whenever I have free time. To lodge in such an exquisite and elegant garden—with the piercing fragrance of peaches and plums in the spring, the intoxicating scent of lotus blossoms in the scorching summer, the rich aroma of osmanthus drifting in the crisp autumn, and the subtle fragrance of winter plum floating in the bitter winter—wouldn't that surpass even the immortals?"