Chapter 60: Selling the Crafting Table

After replying to Yu Zhu, Su Ya switched to the communication lobby and began lurking.

[One Who Commits Many Evils Deserves a Dishcloth: I found so many boxes today, and even a platinum treasure chest!]
[Sister-in-law Open the Door, It's Your Brother: So insanely jealous, I only found a few. But I did drop an automatic treasure chest looting function card.]
[Enthusiastic American Junior Falls for Hiroshima Aloof Senior: The big shots are too amazing, this little brother worships the big shots! Big shots, please carry me~]

He had already arrived in Kyoto three days ago, and throughout these three days, he had lived in deep seclusion, never once showing his face to the outside world.

After Xu Qihua and Xu Qide went home and mentioned it, Tian Honglian and Zhang Yulan decided to go ahead with it, and immediately set off to find someone who owned a Chinese plum tree to buy plums.

Meanwhile, at the pier, Black Spirit Island had constructed numerous arrow towers, each equipped with mounted crossbows precisely to prevent anyone from launching an attack from the dock.

The moment she stepped out in the morning, she caught sight of Mu Yichen's car, which greatly surprised Xu Qingmo. For a fleeting second, she indulged in the fantasy of whether Mu Yichen had come specifically to pick her up.

The gluttonous ghost was successfully dismembered, but the second terrifying fierce ghost did not appear. This made them realize something was amiss, especially given the surrounding environment, which was pitch dark and exuded a chilling, eerie vibe at every turn.

"I can't, but I can use perspective for a few minutes from time to time, so I just have to rely on that." Since she had already let Mu Yichen know about her being an esper, having him know a bit more about her perspective ability wasn't a big deal anyway.

Bai Yan did not turn back to look at Gu Shaoan, but judging by the sound of the door being locked, she was certain that Gu Shaoan was genuinely obeying her and staying away from the shop.

The authority to declare a state of emergency rested with the Pope, or required the consent of at least seven council bishops. Now, the Knights Templar had charged in here without obtaining a warrant or permission for a state of emergency—were they planning to enforce a state of emergency by sheer force?

The golden light persisted for three days and three nights, and the kowtowing commoners multiplied from thousands to tens of thousands, while the rumors of the Buddha's descent spread across the entire Yuanzhou within a mere three-day span.

Hearing the door click open, Chen Ange casually threw on a tank top and came down from the second floor. The young man possessed well-defined muscle contours, lean yet far from frail.

If these people were to locate Ye Qingli first, their plans would inevitably fall through.

Feeling that he was growing increasingly understanding of Yun Xi's personality, Moyin Fan felt a profound sense of accomplishment and complete satisfaction.

In fact, it was not Meng Yanqing who sent assassins to hunt down Mong Gao, but rather Mong Gao who had been beaten up by the guards of the imperial palace.

The group began making their way toward the shaved ice and fruit shop, followed by a contingent of guards from the estate who trailed behind Xu Feifei's carriage.

Ling Wuxie and Ling Xueer turned pale with embarrassment, having no place to hide amidst the derisive gazes of the crowd.

Mandala fell silent, feeling that what this Xiao Mu said made complete sense. For the sake of love—or rather, for that lingering shred of unwillingness in her heart—would she not have avoided harming the owner of this body? Yet she felt no regret; since she had already done it, she would never regret it, absolutely never regret it.

"I don't know," Yan Zheng uttered in despair. If he knew, he would have gone looking long ago, rather than standing guard like this over the girl's unconscious soul.

Though it was the supreme honor, the Empress had no heart to dwell on it, leaning against the bamboo sedan chair with an expression of utter indifference as she gazed up at the blue sky.

Meng Diexian was equally surprised, but she did not let her astonishment show. Instead, rising with unruffled composure, she silently followed the Emperor and departed under the watchful eyes of the crowd.

Old Madam was seen leaning on a wooden cane, lifting the beaded curtain, and walking over with unsteady steps. Though her mouth was full of anger, her face betrayed no genuine trace of wrath.

"Alright, thank you for your cooperation." After conversing with this nouveau riche, he felt that the man was at most a lecher and couldn't possibly be the murderer of the victim. On the contrary, descriptions provided by the nouveau riche made the deceased woman's ex-husband seem far more suspicious.

Just as Obito's voice faded, a thorny head emerged from the ground not far away, clad in the Akatsuki uniform of red clouds on a black background.