Chapter Forty: As expected, my guess was right; this is the same person.

"Ugh, still won't let go! I'll beat you to death, you little brat!"

Following these words came a flurry of punches and kicks.

Jingtang narrowed her eyes and watched for a while before she understood what was happening. She looked at Yu Wanqiao and said, "Sister Yu, let's go over and take a look. It seems like they’re going to beat that child to death."

Yu Wanqiao also frowned as she looked toward the distance. She had a strange feeling that the person being beaten looked familiar. Upon hearing Jingtang's suggestion, Yu Wanqiao...

The corridor was long and lacked lighting at the end. I felt as if there was no end in sight, and a sense of inexplicable oppression weighed on my heart.

Having returned to Luoyi, Li Ran finally found a long-lost tranquility in the Grand Historian's mansion after a busy day.

"Oh no!" Xia Wudi shouted in alarm. Just a moment ago, he had been focused solely on Huang Xuan's movements and failed to notice the big man's attack. If that hammer landed, Huang Xuan would surely be crushed into a pulp.

Tuhongjiang was equally tense. At this critical juncture, a snow leopard had intruded, adding another unforeseen variable to the situation.

"Ten thousand years ago, that bear demon fought an entire army single-handedly; his power shook the heavens, and he was worthy of the title of Demon King. Now, Bai Yun, do you dare to withstand this combined force of ten thousand, a blow that spans ten millennia?" Su Xuan said this deliberately, his intentions malicious. It was a transparent plot, an open challenge that Bai Yun could not refuse.

Inside the carriage, Chi Ning lifted the curtain on one side. She looked at the sparse, quiet streets where the common folk were moving about—perhaps because it was dusk, many were hurrying toward the city gates.

"I shouldn't have come so early if I'd known!" Li Fei muttered to himself. He had arrived early hoping to see if he could find Shen Teng and the others.

"Do you know who came?" Yamamoto Muraki’s face was filled with rage. The Yamaguchi-gumi—what a powerful existence they were in the Dongyang Kingdom! Now that his own headquarters had nearly been wiped out, how could he endure such humiliation?

Hei Ya cast a meaningful glance at Su Xuan, then looked at the deep pit. Clearly, he did not believe Su Xuan's one-sided story, though Hei Ya was not a man of excessive curiosity and had no intention of getting to the bottom of it.

So, when she received the email from LeEco, she flew from Taipei to Beijing without a second thought. Because she hadn't received any commercial collaborations for a long time and hadn't appeared in public for just as long, she was desperate for media exposure.

"Sister Lin Fang, I really owe it all to you this time. You lent me money, helped me look after the house, and even fed the pigs. I truly don't know how to thank you enough," Lin Jing said warmly. If Sister Lin Fang hadn't lent her that hundred yuan, she really wouldn't have known what to do.

"No, it's just that I saw you calling out continuously, Auntie. I called you several times, but you wouldn't wake up. Auntie! I was so scared you wouldn't wake up," Niuniu said, still feeling a lingering fear.

Over the course of a week, Chen Buyi led a fully armed platoon of soldiers, along with Zhao Xin, to the mountains in the northern defense zone to test the performance of the psionic guns.

"This... this is just a misunderstanding, why take it so seriously?" They had finally managed to pour some cold water on the Mu family; why would they want to explain it now? He wouldn't fulfill the Mu family's wishes so easily.

As the words were spoken, everyone finally reacted. The looks they directed toward Jun Yi were filled with even more awe, which made Jun Yi shake his head helplessly.

"Hey! I'm heading to the farm too! We're going the same way!" Liu Yong quickly chimed in.

"The evidence is right here; what else do you have to say?" The Mu family was truly troublesome. Adjutant Liu just wanted to take the people away and be done with it; he had no interest in wasting time here.

Everyone was curious about where the food was being delivered, and some busybodies simply followed directly behind them.

Cang Feng, besieged by the Holy Spirits, felt both anxiety and rage. His movements were restricted by the formation, he was being attacked by several powerful Holy Spirits, and his greatest weapon, the God-Slaying Shuttle, had already been used.