Chapter 67: Ding Siyi Has Been Found

At the mention of food, Mi Chen's eyes suddenly lit up. She grabbed Shi Yi’s arm and turned to head outside. Shi Yi stared blankly at Gu Hansheng’s departing figure for a moment.

“What are you looking at? Come on, let’s go eat.”

There were many restaurants near the police station. Aside from the hot pot place they’d eaten at before, there were also several seafood porridge shops. After sitting down, Gu Hansheng made a grand gesture and ordered a variety of seafood and a large pot of crab porridge, instructing the attendant by his side.

The driver was incredibly careless with his truck; the ropes were neither tight nor secure. On the left side, one of the packages had been ripped open, perhaps by a tree branch or something else. The contents had all spilled out, and those iron nails were likely scattered from there.

The emperor Huide had passed away, and the new emperor ascended the throne. As was customary, a general amnesty was declared across the empire to display the imperial family’s benevolence—there was little to dispute about that. Zhou Chumu deliberately had Lan Yuxi issue the first edict as a general amnesty to avoid arousing her resistance.

Qiao Momo’s acting was clearly not as skilled as Qiao Moxian’s, and everyone could see the difference immediately. But since this was a daily occurrence, everyone had grown used to it.

Seeing Zhang Xiaofeng also dressed in black, Chen Yu couldn’t help but wonder why all these tech people seemed to prefer such dark clothing.

Ping Fen and Ping Fang offered a respectful bow, then stood behind Ajiu. One gave him a shoulder massage, while the other served tea and water, turning the side hall into a scene of gentle leisure.

On the streets, people ran through buildings on the verge of collapse. Children clung tightly to their parents, the elderly began to pray helplessly, while the young desperately searched for a way to escape.

Now that these rumors were circulating freely, every time Liu Ziqing went out to a gathering, she was surrounded by all kinds of voices and disdain.

She had heard stories about this cruise ship before. Today, as the central figure for the maiden voyage of the “Alice,” she’d been entrusted with performing the ceremonial bottle toss.

Some were even beginning to suspect that this young man was a noble’s son, sneaking out without his family’s knowledge.

Li Guangzhu was only greeted in passing; unexpectedly, the chemistry was so good that their meeting lasted longer than planned.

However, as more scouts returned with reports and pieced together fragmented information, it became clear that the approaching army was likely formidable. Everyone felt a growing tension.

In the silent mountain forest, a sudden cry of pain rang out, but aside from the birds in the trees, no one was there to hear it.

“I made breakfast. Aren’t you going to eat before work?” Dong Qi called after Liu Sui as he walked out.

It’s strange—while in the womb, deprived of air, nothing happens, but once a child is born, if it cannot breathe, it won’t survive for long.

Humans are the most fickle creatures in the world. Family and friendship can change—so what about love?

After serving as the gatekeeper at the police station for so long, the doorman was familiar with police procedures. As soon as I explained the situation, he immediately called over the officer on duty.

It seemed Luo Zhen had done his homework, knowing full well about her marriage to Chu Xiuzhan for the sake of City Operations Group’s crisis.

For several days, I lived like a beggar, sleeping on the streets. Fortunately, kind-hearted people would sometimes give me money. I remembered my parents’ words: even if I starved to death, I must not beg.

Beth listened and found Gu Zheng’s reasoning quite convincing—she couldn’t think of a single counterargument.

Zhou Feng’s grandfather was certainly one of those cultivators. Even if Bai Fei couldn’t defeat him now, considering Bai Fei’s terrifyingly rapid improvement, in at most half a year, he would certainly surpass Zhou Feng’s grandfather.

But truly, I couldn’t think of anyone more suitable than Liu Yi. Reputation means nothing compared to Feng Yi’s future fate.

The mounds on the surface were all fake—mere camouflage to conceal the bottomless depths below, where the ancient tomb was truly hidden.