Chapter 102: A Distortion in Memory?
She halted in place, not daring to even glance sideways. In the area illuminated by the beam of the flashlight, a few shadows suddenly appeared. Yet these figures seemed devoid of consciousness, simply standing there unmoving, their faces and expressions obscured.
Shi Yi wondered whether those illuminated figures were watching her, and if so, for how long? What did they intend to do? At that moment, Shi Yi deeply regretted her own curiosity.
“Don’t worry, my master will surely crush that wicked spirit to dust!” Dan Yun was utterly confident in her master’s abilities.
When curiosity torments you, you want desperately to ask and find out the truth, but in the end, you never know how to open your mouth and pose the question.
It turned out she awoke early as well, and so went to find Lin Yao, for Su Xin also knew Lin Yao would surely rise before dawn. But Lin Yao was not in her room, so presumably she had gone downstairs to find Xiao Xing. Su Xin originally wanted to look for them, but happened to witness this scene, and inevitably misunderstood the two of them.
It’s just like parallel lines in a two-dimensional world. Even if both sides are within reach, the distance between them can never be crossed. The infinite void is much the same; each space exists independently, utterly unrelated to any other.
During dinner, Liang Zhen received a call from Zhu Pengcheng, who gave her an address and asked her to come over later. Only then did Liang Zhen recall the appointment she had made with him last night, and found it inappropriate to decline.
But if she kept pushing, the rapier, though tough, would not withstand such force and would likely snap in two. The energy barrier was simply too powerful; there was no way to pierce it.
Rong Fei’s words made Guo Yi all the more certain that Elder Luo was indeed the man behind Tianlong.
Tang Youyou, furious beyond measure, stared at the barrage of messages in the live broadcast, all demanding confirmation from her. Her heart stirred at once.
“Cutting corners, weren’t they?” Looping around to the third infrared emitter, Dragon Thorn discovered that there was nothing underground here. He did not rush forward but continued his investigation downward, eventually realizing the enemy’s tactic was to place a plate at intervals between emitters. He wondered where those bastards had found so many steel plates.
Upon hearing this, Yun Qiumeng slammed her teapot down with a loud bang, her expression instantly turning extremely displeased.
Fuchun wore no jacket, his upper body bare, barreling into the cave like a wild boar, clutching a fat vegetable snake about three feet long. As he entered, his flabby flesh shuddered violently, spraying droplets everywhere. He tossed the snake to Wei Yong without a second thought.
With the company stabilized, Qin Zihao finally wasn’t as busy. That day, he had just returned from Hua Hao Group when he received a call from Jiang Xuan.
“Impossible, absolutely impossible!” Chai Kefu fought desperately with the adjutant, while several senior members of the advance team rushed in from outside.
Just then, Dark Claw arrived at full speed. Miss Huang flung a stone at its forehead with casual ease.
With one shot, the driver of the rear vehicle was killed. As he slumped over, his body’s momentum twisted the steering wheel, sending the truck off the road and stopping about ten meters from the shrubbery. Though it hadn’t overturned, the slaves atop were already screaming in terror.
As they spoke, the dragon boat reached the docking point indicated by Ma Qi. It was a patch of low creeping pines; Ma Qi found a hollow in the hills and parked the dragon boat so its top remained concealed. Unless someone flew directly overhead, it would be difficult to spot.
With the ownership of the cards decided, everyone’s attention shifted to the ruins in the middle of the Canglang River, their gazes filled with anticipation.
Mu Youchen was becoming ever more skilled at casting blame, able to forcibly link two completely unrelated matters.
The kindly old gentleman appeared unconcerned, while Heng Shao and Thunder exchanged confused glances, but still patiently awaited his generous assistance.
Meng Qi regarded Liu Yuzhen as nothing more than a six-year-old child. Yet Liu Yufei remembered clearly how, before Meng Qi’s return, Liu Yuzhen’s behavior was more mature and sensible than some adults.