Chapter 135: The Brawl in the Parking Lot

The pressure from work was shifted onto Qing’er and Wang Rong. Fortunately, Wang Rong had become somewhat proficient with the cashier duties. Although her speed couldn’t match Qing’er’s, at least she no longer made mistakes.

Jiang Butong observed for a while and noticed that the crowd today was smaller than yesterday’s, likely because it was Monday.

Just then, Zhang Yong, the manager from the first floor, hurried over.

He saw Jiang Butong and...

More than twenty minutes passed when someone plopped down heavily on the high stool beside him. A familiar, faint fragrance wafted subtly to his nose.

A calm voice echoed from the secret chamber. It lacked overt authority but carried an undeniable dominance that resonated through the corridor. Though the voice wasn’t loud, it pierced deeply into the soul.

If Feng Han were not Mo An’an’s biological mother, Liang Xi wouldn’t have risked telling such a monumental lie in front of Liang Chen.

Yet these powerful arrows failed to dispel the evil. Their sheer force could at most repel the demons but rarely dealt a fatal blow in one strike.

“Grandpa Fang, he is a very important friend of mine. Please, you must save him. Now, Teng Zifang and Huang Kun plan to join forces against him. Without your intervention, he is surely doomed.” Ye Xuan’s anxious expression was unmistakable as she looked beseechingly at the elder.

“Brother Qian, what’s going on!?” Ji Lingshuang glanced at Ye Qian himself. His screen had gone black, but the skill bar and inventory remained visible, indicating his vision was only blocked. Ye Qian’s screen showed the same.

She lowered her head, her delicate face tinged with a faint blush, but in her heart, she repeatedly told herself it was only gratitude. She and he belonged to two separate worlds now.

Old Master Feng believed that the Liang family patriarch driving out Wu Yumei and Liang Xi was ultimately shameful. Outsiders would say the Liang family rejected Wu Yumei and Liang Xi, excluding those without blood ties.

A handshake. Zhang Yun noticed the stains on the chubby man’s chest from breakfast, his tousled hair, and corpulent figure—everything pointed to Lu Wei being a typical homebody.

Not wanting her son to hear those words, she strode back to her room and locked the glass door from the inside.

The two sides were already uneven in strength. The demon tribe’s Demon Emperor-level warriors had all perished in the previous war between gods and demons, while the divine tribe’s God Emperor warriors continued to multiply.

Pei Gong squinted at her. She claimed she was utterly bewitched by Mian’er? She hadn’t felt that before, but now it seemed a fitting description.

Since they had already made their stance clear, Tang Feng no longer pretended. After all, two days was too short a time; there was no room for affectation.

“You mean, he will come again?” For some reason, Hua Mian felt a sudden mix of surprise and joy, a complex tangle of emotions.

A loud dragon’s roar sounded at the front line of the Bright Legion. Yet seeing the divine dragon circling overhead, the Bright warriors could only sigh in vain—after all, they couldn’t fly.

The next day, Chief Jiang waited for everyone early in the morning. It was the eighteenth day of the twelfth lunar month, the day when the Qiantang Tides were most magnificent. They had agreed over dinner the night before that everyone would go together to witness the spectacle.

After all, it was the first time abroad. Knowing nothing, I just followed what others did. Whenever I was caught sneaking glances at the person beside me, we shared a smile, and gradually, I became familiar with them.

“Are we standing here in his way?” Suolang asked Mu’ai, while Huan-Ting diligently recorded every word about the secrets of the unknown realm.

The group entered the pavilion. Following Wang Hou’s instructions, Qiao Lin didn’t remove her clothes but sat cross-legged on the central stone table. Aside from Wang Hou, Liu Hanyan, Zhou Qingzhu, Li Zhixian, Jin Minhui, the Grand Princess, and Tiesaluo each took their place on the surrounding cushioned stools with backs.