Chapter 52: We Are All Trying Hard to Live

Five kilometers was neither far nor close. The temporary squad quickly reached the 100-kilometer mark of the final converging highway.

To their surprise, there was nothing there.

There were no barricades blocking the twelve lanes, no murderous and brutally cruel roadblock squads, and more bluntly, not even a single shadow of a person could be seen.

Su Ya: ?

Yu Zhu harbored the same confusion in her heart, but she did not rush to stop. Instead, she said to Chi Fei, "Drive a bit further ahead."

However, it was a pity. Although she originally intended to display her formidable dominance, she happened to be born with peach blossom eyes. Even when glaring, she still seemed to carry a hint of alluring charm and lingering affection, making it look as though she were flirting with the other person.

Of course, his change of mind was also sudden. Yu Wan's firm resolve of "my heart is not a stone" always left him feeling a pang of distress in his heart; in the end, he still could not bring himself to be truly ruthless.

Lin Xi's heart was pounding wildly—not because of the pressure Xia Yin brought upon her, but because of this damned darkness.

"If you like staying here so much, then stay here to your heart's content!" With word-by-word cold ruthlessness, he masked the unease deep within his heart.

"Ziyun has already become a thing of the past; she will live on in my heart forever. Therefore, I am still more willing to cherish the person right before my eyes." Fu Zebing grasped the hand Xia Peng had placed on the table and spoke gently. This remark was not only a response to Lin Xi, but also a confession to Xia Peng.

I spoke in a loud voice, hoping that the people inside the room could hear me. Sure enough, the room instantly fell completely silent.

But immediately afterward, I discovered it wasn't just a simple matter of coldness. The chilling wind had just allowed my mind to regain a shred of clarity when a sharp, violent pain suddenly surged from the depths of my consciousness, so intense that it nearly caused me to lose consciousness entirely.

"No... no, the one inside couldn't possibly be my younger sister, there's no way..." Ye Wanying desperately fought to control her panic, but her incoherent demeanor only made people's imaginations run wild all the more.

The beast didn't even have time to warn the rooster; its first instinct was to immediately back away a bit and establish defensive measures, just in case this ruffian suddenly launched a violent attack.

Chris arrived in front of Layard, the freezing frost still distinctly apparent. Chris infused the power of the fire element into his palms and placed them onto the block of ice, only to feel the magic power within his own body continuously depleting, while the thickness of the ice continued to increase.

When the young lords caught sight of Lady Liu Qian and Lady Yangliu, they offered praise one after another and pointed out a few comments regarding several formidable disciples.

Looking at Aunt Wan kneeling on both knees, Nangong Luojing furrowed her brow slightly. Even though she respectfully addressed her as a princess, she still could not bear such a grand kowtow, because she was her elder and a dear friend of her imperial concubine mother.

"Re... really, there's no need to go to the hospital. I'll be fine after resting for a bit. It... it seems my bones aren't injured." Yue Qi almost blurted out curses at how much the man could chatter, yet he still refused the middle-aged driver's kind offer with a painful expression on his face.

Although she was unclear why Yue Qi was suddenly so nervous, Yan Xiuhua knew that he would never act like this without cause. After standing in a daze for a moment, she tossed away the candied hawthorn in her hand, didn't even bother to look at the change the elderly vendor was handing her, and bolted toward Yue Qi with her lips tightly bitten.

"Imperial Consort, you've finally woken up. Last night, Imperial Physician Ying kept vigil by your side the entire night and only just left." Nurse Yang looked at her master waking up, her hanging heart finally settling down.

Right at that moment, Ji Mo on the duel stage suddenly tossed the long sword in his hand up into the air and formed a hand seal.

His tone was completely calm and ordinary, yet it caused all the spirits on the ground to begin trembling with fear. This was the instinct of living beings, the primal urge for self-preservation; when encountering an opponent of absolute might who threatened their lives, this desire would inevitably burst forth.

All along the way, Zhao Chun's eyelids kept twitching incessantly, as if something was about to happen. Sure enough, upon arriving home, his old mother told him a shocking piece of news: the two of them were going to get a divorce, and the reason for the divorce was that he was not actually a member of the Zhao family.