Hot Spring Resort (6) Sunbathing Ground

The next morning, soft sunlight streamed through a gap in the curtains onto Mu Xinning's face as she slowly opened her eyes.

Feeling her movement, Jin's tentacles wriggled a few times beneath the blanket. "Morning. Did you sleep well last night?"

"Quite comfortable, actually." The bed provided by this game instance was so soft and cozy that it unconsciously helped her relax.

Then, Jin's tentacles picked up the brush from the vanity and gently combed through her hair.

Jiang He took the notebook and reviewed the records inside. The targeted households were not in the same building, their floors were quite scattered, and one of the burglaries had even occurred on the sixth floor.

That man was in an utterly pathetic state, fully focused on defending against Lin Tianxue. Hiding to one side, Ye Tian conceived a plan; he slowly blended the mysterious wind and blood-spirit energies within his semi-divine core. As the two bizarre forces intertwined and mixed within the core, Ye Tian immediately controlled his Saber-Slaying Soul and hacked straight at the man.

"Armed police and SWAT officers are already one in a thousand, and the truly formidable ones among them are one in ten thousand," Lao Zhang said, seemingly unable to stop once he started. It was clear that Lao Zhang held this team member in quite high regard.

"I imagine the investors aren't as brainless as you. They surely all know my questions—do you really think I need to write them out myself?" Yang Fan wore a profound and unfathomable expression.

"This brother is right. If we just go blundering inside to search blindly, the chance of finding heavenly treasures is only one in a thousand. But if we target a single treasure and already know its exact location, do we still need to go to all this trouble?" Brother Tan smiled suddenly and said.

"If these stones can actually yield jade, I'll buy them at twice the market price!" Jiashi sneered.

He still extended his sharp claws, but they stretched out by several dozen centimeters, aiming directly at Manya's limbs for a vicious slash.

"You don't need to stand on your tiptoes; it's too tiring." Han Ge laughed as he pressed down on her shoulders and bent down himself.

Han Ge went out to scout for candidates, setting his sights once more on that particularly demanding singer.

Thus, the heavily burdened, scarred world was willing to grant Him face, pretending to know nothing and allowing Him to pass freely through the realms both inside and outside.

Greeting his eyes was Jiang Baizhi's beaming face. In the video call, she was sitting on the carpet with her vegetarian meal placed on the table in front of her.

Mochizuki nodded in partial agreement. The owner of the gemstone certainly couldn't be ordinary; otherwise, he wouldn't have forced Kaitou Kid into such a corner.

"Alright, stop arguing! Let's get Chen Yao to the infirmary first!" Berica frowned, making her arrangements in an orderly manner.

"Indeed! Being fellow disciples of the sect, I believe everyone has witnessed this with their own eyes. Surely my fellow senior and junior brothers and sisters can tell right from wrong," Chen Yao said, standing shoulder to shoulder with Hua Yichen.

"Of course, that is merely a secondary function of the Sword Jade. Its truly crucial purpose is actually to save one's life," Hua Yichen stroked his beard and said.

"I'm not entirely clear on that either. It's just a guess on my part—Chairman Zhou once asked me about matters concerning his will." Liao Renjiang replied.

Out of concern that the Duke might forget him, my lord had shamelessly left his eldest son, Chi Shao'an, behind in the capital. That separation had already lasted five years.

Sensing the strange sensation of being wrapped entirely within the embrace, Feng Lixue breathed like orchids, her cheeks flushing crimson as her beautiful eyes gradually grew hazy.

"President Zhou... forget it, we can't charge through! They have rocket-launchers; one shell and we're finished!" a subordinate nearby said tremblingly.

After all, if one wanted to develop in all aspects, action sequences were unavoidable. He had consistently worked hard at exercising and fitness precisely to prepare for a moment like this.

Zuoxuan's eyes remained locked onto Wu Di. As another person who excelled with firearms, she felt that the pure gold gun in her own hand—inlaid with gems and forged from adamant—was as ordinary as a wooden stick compared to his.