Chapter 63: A Compound Offense

"You little vixen, you may not know me, but I certainly know you!" The old woman lunged forward, clawing the air to attack Ji Ling.

Ji Ling grabbed the woman's wrist, her gaze instantly turning sharp. "I pride myself on never having done anything to harbor a guilty conscience. Who on earth are you?"

"Who am I? Ha! You actually don't know who I am? Let me tell you, I am Sun Er—"

Once again, he saw the study commissioner who always stepped forward to lecture them whenever they bullied and excluded students with poor grades in class.

Su Wushuang sighed. He had thought through the practical issues very clearly. Right now, he was at the peak of his career and needed to hustle; only by working desperately hard could things improve. But when it came to romantic relationships, he really found it difficult to manage both at once.

Lin Feng had played the good guy for a whole day, wining, dining, and entertaining Yin Xiaoru before finally dropping her off right downstairs at her dormitory building.

"Why weren't you in your room?" the staff member asked Wang Huan in bewilderment. Even more bewildered looks fell upon Tang Jingxin, who was draped in a coat, still looking groggy as she leaned against Wang Huan. Seeing that they were both wearing pajamas, it was obvious they had just been sleeping rather than casually dropping by for a midnight visit.

"All the hired guns have been dealt with?" Su Wushuang looked at Gu Xi with a hint of disbelief. At that moment, he felt more and more that Gu Xi was far from simple.

As for Su Heng's performance, it was actually even worse than Wei Qingwan's. At least there were spiritual energy fluctuations around Wei Qingwan, whereas there was not the slightest trace of spiritual energy around him, nor was he capable of absorbing spiritual power.

It was also rumored that Ouyang Nuannuan had been receiving mysterious phone calls, threatening to blow her head off the moment she stepped outside.

Having been scolded frequently as of late, Huaizhen immediately found it a bit too much to bear when old man Hui praised her. She turned her face away, nearly choking back tears.

"Alright." The person on the other end acknowledged, and Yan Xiyue impatiently hung up the phone, immediately walking inside.

While Yuan Xu and Tian Feng were talking, Deng Zhan simply scanned the surroundings, guarding against any unexpected occurrences without paying any attention to what they were discussing.

Yet in this world, a world abundant with primordial chaotic breath, Su Shao turned out to be the one who benefited the most.

However, she only dared to make a fuss with a few shouts and didn't actually dare to slaughter these tracking hounds, as they were the precious darlings of the security guards.

This time, Ye Lingtian simply wanted to keep a low profile so that he could investigate more matters.

The same device placed by the river could be used to draw water for irrigation simply by modifying its structure.

Lacking freedom, with nothing left but day-in, day-out assembly lines, rigid and tedious social niceties—would you still fight for a life like this?

Hearing this, Wu Ruoqian projected her divine sense, and sure enough, she discovered three Nascent Soul cultivators ten miles away. Her divine sense was powerful, allowing her to scout them out with her divine sense imperceptibly, even when facing Nascent Soul realm cultivators.

However, she had already caused enough trouble for Ye Lingtian. If she were to ask him to intervene again, it would undoubtedly put him in a difficult position.

The night sky was clear, barely revealing a few sparse stars and a hazy moon, though it remained quite dim, given its proximity to the city. Conditions would be even worse in those heavily industrialized cities, where one could only catch sight of a single murky moon.

"Indeed, our current diplomatic personnel are relatively few. After all, this is our first time undertaking such an endeavor. Should an accident occur, it could prove to be a severe loss for us. We simply cannot afford to do something so foolish," Shang Wu remarked.

Standing before the mirror and gazing at his own reflection, Xu Yan felt that the order of the Man Ancestor was marching forward step-by-step with iron strides, driving from the opening act toward the grand finale with a strict and compact rhythm that allowed no one to slow down.

Living a life as withered as dead wood, Feng Ruonan felt a warmth stir within her heart. She was not a fool; she knew Niu Youdao's influence here, and she had never expected Niu Youdao to utter such words publicly, causing her eyes to turn somewhat red.