Chapter Seventy-Six: Threat

When Bai Yi saw Director Wu's large hand reaching toward her, she finally understood what the "benefit" he spoke of meant. Fury suddenly flashed across Bai Yi's face. She stepped back and shouted angrily, "Director Wu, what are you doing?" Hearing her outcry, Director Wu realized she was completely clueless, which also proved she was still rather naive. Director Wu halted his movement...

But considering Yin Mochu's cold and distant nature, after meeting him several times, she felt they had barely spoken at all. Even if she wanted to ask him something, she doubted she could get any answers.

Xu Xingguang's expression grew grave when his assistant came to report what was happening downstairs. He hadn't expected her to brush off the reporters with such indifference. Remembering that Lin Ziyu didn't have him in her heart, Xu Xingguang's face darkened.

"Silly girl, breathe!" Gu Minglang pressed his forehead to Liao Qingmei's and chuckled softly. Seeing she was still stunned, he tipped her chin forward, about to kiss her again.

Gu Qibao was so angry she could almost spit blood. It's not formidable enemies that terrify her, but teammates as foolish as pigs. Weren't they supposed to work together to set up Di Xiaoxiao?

"But I heard that Imperial Uncle rewarded her with the Sacred Visage Fruit. Her medical skills are so brilliant, perhaps by now she's already regained her looks…" Ryan said lightly.

Boarding the departing train, it felt as if everything that had happened over the past two days had merely been a dream. Liao Qingmei glanced down at the jade bracelet on her wrist and sighed—if only that were true.

After a few steps, Yu Ziyao turned back. Shi Youxi watched him warily—was he about to do something to her again?

He understood this was a golden opportunity. If Hirako and even Kisuke Urahara came, they could definitely withstand the Espada and take Wu Ye with them. Everything would succeed. Even if Aizen found out, the time gap would leave him too late to react.

Returning home from work, Shen Qianqian saw her mother and Aunt Cai busy cooking in the kitchen. For the first time, she understood what it meant for every home to be aglow with warmth.

Hearing Di Xiaoxiao's question, Angelina was a little nervous, unsure what her parents would decide.

The others stared anxiously at the "open" door. Just now, when Ba Yijue had stepped through, there had been a terrified scream, immediately cut off—evidence enough of the danger lurking within.

When Xin Yao gently stroked the white marten-fox, it suddenly stopped struggling, becoming docile and obedient. It shook its head and wagged its tail along the path of her touch, twisting its body and nuzzling against her arm.

Drip—a bead of sweat fell from Andre's forehead to the floor. He stood there, mouth half open, utterly speechless.

As he strode toward the city, a heavy, oppressive force swept over him, making it difficult even to circulate his powers. Guang Chengzi shifted his spiritual energy to Yuqing Immortal Law and instantly felt relief.

Under such a heavy blow, amidst the chaotic currents, a metal head drifted with the waves, sneaking toward the surface of the sea, while the rest of the body, severed at the neck, sank deeper into the turbulence.

"Heh… ha!" A dry, withered laugh, like the sound of a broken bellows, squeezed out from Wei Zhongxian's throat.

After speaking, Wang Xiuying lifted her head, meeting the old matron's gaze directly. Her cheeks puffed in protest, clearly displeased with Wang Xiuting's behavior.

"Did you hear that? No more entanglements now, right?" Jun Yan looked toward Ling Jinyun, gloating.

When Qi Jia and the nearby soldiers from Luocheng heard Liu Pingyun's words, "I want to kill," their hearts leaped and they were left breathless.

As for the matter between Dong Ruyi and Xiao Ruide, that was entirely because the two families were not only related by blood, but she and Xiao Ruide also belonged to the same sect.