Chapter 67: He Had Too Much to Drink

At the mention of Mr. Zhou, the sales associate’s face instantly lit up with deep admiration and longing.

"Since you're from the mainland, Miss, you surely wouldn't know the supreme leader of our Hong Kong Universe Group."

"Zhou Jingchuan?" Tang Xiyun tentatively uttered those three names.

The sales associate wore an expression of utter disbelief that she even knew this much, then nodded immediately. "Wu Bixuan is one of Mr. Zhou's people, which is why the mall manager personally had to come out and host her the moment she arrived. Just now, when she said she wanted that bag, I—"

"City Lord?" Upon entering the grand hall, Chen Yi immediately spotted Lord Jin sitting upright with a solemn expression. What surprised him even more, however, was that Wang Fangping was also here.

"Doctor, did I see that right!" Long Yun simply couldn't believe his eyes. Weren't creatures like dinosaurs extinct for tens of millions of years? How could they still be seen in a place like this? Could this possibly not be Earth?

Looking at the tangled and conflicted expressions of Qin Tian and Qin Moyu, Chu Feng simply assumed that his threat had worked.

"Aunty, what is a cell phone?" Tang Tang asked, feeling somewhat awkward. To put it bluntly, she was just like Chen Yi who had just stepped out—an absolute country bumpkin.

The members of the Yahui Society searched for the entire night. Now, the eastern sky was turning pale with dawn, yet they still had not found Lu Yusi and Busi.

Johnny was an A-list Hollywood star, thirty-six years old, holding immense influence in the film industry. Among the movies he had starred in, no fewer than thirteen had broken the five-hundred-million-dollar box office mark.

Moreover, because the overseas spiritual veins were shattered and offered little help for cultivation, cultivators there mostly relied on spiritual pills and spiritual springs as auxiliary aids. Consequently, their demand for medicinal pills was beyond anything mainland cultivators could imagine, which in turn fostered a thriving alchemy culture in the maritime regions.

What depressed Ye Tian the most was that during the inspections, these traitors were utterly disgraceful and unsightly in their greed.

When everyone else marched forward, he remained standing still. While the younger generation and the new rising prodigies displayed their sharp edges and engaged in bloody battles, he remained arrogant and indifferent.

Since that was the case, he must resolve this matter properly this time, striking fear into them so they would never dare commit such heinous crimes again.

Mr. Cheng was startled; he whipped around and grabbed his wife’s arm. With Mr. Cheng and Cheng Nuo exerting force simultaneously, they narrowly averted the tragedy of Mrs. Cheng's body coming into close contact with the ground.

More importantly, his steady and cautious playing style helped the entire team advance step by step.

Seeing that Xiao Jian had already made his move, Xiao Zan and his brothers also took action to subdue the enemy. Anxious for news of Xiao Yingying, they threw aside the martial arts code of single combat. All five of them surrounded Shangguan Yun, raining blows and kicks upon him, determined to capture him alive in order to extort the whereabouts of Xiao Yingying.

Wang Kang suddenly rose from the bed, walked up to Mu Sanniang, and with utmost servility, helped her to her feet. As he supported her, his hand mischievously slid down her back.

The squad of guards approached closely, but instead of demanding the password or countersign, they walked straight past. Just as the three of them were feeling perplexed, all dozen or so guards simultaneously drew their steel sabers and lunged at them in the blink of an eye.

Shangguan Yun laughed and said, "Qingqing, how could you bear to kill me? We are kindred spirits, so surely you couldn't bear to do it." As he spoke, he lunged toward Qin Lanxin.

Yang Yizhi used his poisonous fan as a sword to spar with three disciples of the Golden City Sect. His martial arts skills were not particularly high, but dealing with these three was still a breeze. With a sudden *swish*, one of them was grazed by the poisonous fan. The man tried to continue fighting, only to have black blood gushing from his seven orifices before he collapsed heavily to the ground, breathing his last.

Li Zhicheng once again tore through the void and sheathed his dark blade. Meeting Bai Yunhe's attack hand-to-hand, he refrained from using primal energy to force a violent clash, instead using the momentum of Bai Yunhe's palm to retreat backward. Laughing heartily, he said, "Ganging up on someone? The Northwest Gilded Palace is nothing much after all! This Sect Master will take his leave first!" With a flash of his figure, he plunged into the forest and vanished without a trace.