Chapter 96 Renovation

“Did the leadership approve it?” Jiang Butong asked.

“They did, but with one condition,” Luo Haibo replied.

“What condition?”

“Your Meitebang shop has only a one-year lease. If, after one year, your daily turnover doesn't reach…”

Yet, the hidden intricacies were not something Lu Chuan could glimpse for now. His main task at present was to carve out a foothold on this chaotic Fragmented Void Continent, and to establish a base for the Divine Dragon Territory within the Summoning World.

As the deafening roar echoed in everyone’s ears, they finally snapped out of the somber mood that had enveloped them.

Appearance: Dressed in a blue robe, with black eyes and always a gentle smile. Black wrist guards, black boots—he had the bearing of a leader.

Chasing Wind looked at Gong Lingrui, still perplexed, but when he met Gong Lingrui’s glaring eyes, he dared not ask further. So, scratching his head, he nodded and withdrew.

Head aching, An Ming waved his hand, and Yin Yin promptly opened the main doors. Sure enough, Zhu Tong, beaming from ear to ear, stood outside, with Dark Night trailing behind.

She could hardly believe it—someone usually so lively and energetic had become so pale after a single operation, devoid of color, lying quietly on the hospital bed.

In the main hall, Huo Yixin received a report from his subordinate You Jiao that over a hundred village braves had already gathered and were training alongside a hundred guards.

With a thunderous crash, the instant the greatsword met the wall, it split a crack several feet long. A look of delight flashed across Li Si’s face—he was about to act, but, unexpectedly, after a flash of golden light, the fissure healed as if it had never been.

At that moment, Gong Lingrui walked out calmly. She scanned the people in the courtyard, frowning in displeasure. Where had she hidden herself this time?

She had never imagined that, even after preparing two million, she would fail to win even a single Withered Fruit.

Enraged, he didn’t notice that, the moment the young man appeared on the other side, the three traveling monks turned and left without a word.

“Dad, she was only five years old back then!” The head of the Yin family sounded helpless. He suddenly wondered if his principles were too rigid; maybe if they were a little crooked, he wouldn't be so bothered by these things.

Not knowing Bering’s threshold for resisting this ability, Qi Guang had been carefully gathering Bering’s combat data—using recording equipment to observe, trying not to provoke him.

After walking some distance, the rustling sounds gradually faded away, but just thinking of that mass of garish colors from before still made Shen Qingyi’s scalp tingle.

Yet today, Luo Hongzhe found it hard to experience that feeling of “leaving everyone else behind in a race.”

Yin Xuehan quickly divided a vial of nutrient solution between the two children. After finishing, they kept smacking their lips, clearly having taken well to its taste.

Upon receiving Huo Hong’s wise instructions, Man Chong sprang into action, spreading the will of the great commander to every ball-less one.

This time, equipped with multiple countermeasures, Bering was no longer the same as he had been half a month ago.

Only then did he realize—the person opposite was not one of those ordinary people he could half-joke and half-confide in.

Xu Haoyu clenched his fists in fury. He couldn’t stand by and watch everything he was about to obtain snatched away. He was just a step from wealth and glory—no one could stop him.

When Feng Lingyue reached the location told by the Nether Dragon, she saw, from afar, a long line—each soul, translucent with a ghostly green glow, must be those newly departed.

Qinghui’s parents and brother’s family gave him earnest instructions about staying safe away from home and serving the “Divine Envoys” well. Only after much reluctance did they let him return to his own courtyard to accompany the envoys.