Chapter 82: I Don't Like It When You're Away from Me for Too Long

Sun Furong was driven nearly mad with jealousy over how many things Chun Siyu volunteered for. She had no way of obtaining such information herself.

“She’s truly despicable, always pretending to be so righteous. Back then, under the banner of eradicating campus bullying in Lizhou, she dealt with countless people both openly and in secret—I was one of them.” The memory made Sun Furong grind her teeth in anger.

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In the afternoon, when it was Yun Chi’s turn to compete, everyone finally saw her appear. She landed lightly on the martial stage.

Tang Nianian understood, but with the toothbrush busy in her mouth, she couldn’t speak. She merely looked at the person before her with a hint of dissatisfaction in her eyes. Did this fellow really think she couldn’t even rinse her mouth? Or was he deliberately teasing her?

He would have to talk to the person in charge about this. If they handed over the entire quota to him and he lost it, even dying thousands of times wouldn’t be enough to repay the debt.

Zheng Xiaoyue refused, saying she would drive herself. Her tone hinted that she hoped Ji Yanmo would wait for her.

She found it strange at the time—so much time had passed since the incident, so why did the rumors only start spreading wildly when she was about to marry?

Lin Nuannuan’s hands, hidden in her sleeves, unconsciously touched the purse Xue Mingrui had given her before he left. She gripped it tightly, almost crushing the lotus jade pendant inside, then hurriedly relaxed her hold. Yet the smile that blossomed across her face could not be wiped away, no matter how she tried.

It was something Wish had used before, carrying a faint baby scent. It was a baby product, and though the slogan said, “Good for babies, good for mothers too,” Wish rarely used it except when taking a bath.

Wish knew that Lan Yingchen wouldn’t give it much thought, but the more indifferent Lan Yingchen became, the more sour and unsettled Wish felt in her heart, unable to let go.

Xue Mingrui was experienced, and as expected, the road ahead was much more open than the winding paths from before. Further on, a vague outline of what seemed to be a door appeared.

Zheng Xiaoyue tried to strike up a conversation with Ji Yanmo, but Ji Yanmo remained focused on the road ahead, making it clear he had no intention of speaking with her.

“It’s not low-level!” a mercenary added. Actually, he didn’t need to say it—everyone knew it couldn’t be low-level. Otherwise, how could it destroy the Sword Tiger with a single blast?

“Lu Feng, I’ve already called you by your name, so you don’t have to be so formal. Just call me Ziyi,” Su Ziyi said with a smile.

After all, Li Yong also felt that the scene of a young boy like himself appearing in the desert alongside Hawkeye Hawke and the emperor of the Rising Sun Empire was enough to stir intense curiosity.

The weasel spirit died a truly unjust death. He hadn’t meant to cause trouble; what he wanted to say was that Fanchen’s body was strong—he could eat his fill. For him, being full was the height of pleasure. His words, however, caused a misunderstanding with Fanchen, who, running wild, instantly obliterated him without leaving a trace.

The professor began smoothing things over; he didn’t want internal conflict before the mission was accomplished. Though he had no desire to rescue Magneto Erik, Erik had to be saved to prevent Raven from being harmed.

“That’s right, haha, it seems my reputation isn’t small either!” The Monkey laughed heartily as the World Sovereign Buddha praised him.

Only General Pentikos and Rory Beckett, those rare individuals capable of piloting mechs solo, had mental force indices of just over 160. Eight hundred sixty-five? That was pure legend.

Late at night, the beautiful things in the night sky had all settled into silence. Li Yong lay alone on the kang bed, staring blankly at the wooden ceiling.

“Too kind, too kind,” Yu Ze laughed heartily. If someone else had praised him, he might not have felt much, but coming from Casa, it had the tone of an elder praising a junior, and Yu Ze found himself thoroughly pleased.