Volume 1, Chapter 157: So It Really Was You Who Did It!

They went straight to the government building.

Shen Hao's father, Shen Changlin, was currently in a meeting.

They were invited into the office by Shen Changlin's assistant to wait.

"Please wait a moment, everyone. Governor Shen is in a meeting."

Shen Hao nodded. "Alright, Uncle Gao."

After the assistant left, the group waited for a while.

After about twenty minutes, Shen Changlin pushed open the office door.

He first glanced briefly at Yun Mojiu and Xiao Junhe, and then looked at Shen Hao and Fan Yiyun's family of three.

"Grandpa!"

Shen Yuan ran over and threw his arms around Shen Changlin's thigh.

"Hey~"

A smile instantly appeared on Shen Changlin's face.

He picked up the little fellow and pinched his little nose.

"Did you miss Gran—"

An increasing number of people believed that this symbol originally meant "sun," which was why it was so widespread. Everything came from the sun, as it was the only way to obtain light and energy in ancient times.

It seemed that she usually feared him too, as could be seen from their domestic hierarchy, but it was a different kind of fear. When it came to things that didn't touch his bottom line, she wasn't afraid of him at all.

When told not to take off his clothes, Fang Zhihan really didn't, but instead, he started taking off his trousers. He undid his belt and pulled it directly out from his waist.

To answer that he believed it would be too fake, but to say he didn't would sound as though Qi Ran was trying to cozy up to him, making it genuinely rather awkward.

Yet judging by the current situation, someone must have simultaneously subdued Yakushi Kabuto and Yakushi Nonou, compiled their files, and then written this personal statement of guilt.

However, Qi Ran was different. Regardless of his attire or temperament, no one would mistake him for an ordinary person at first glance; he looked much more like a disciple of some prestigious clan.

Compared to the moon beneath their feet, it was indescribably ugly, covered everywhere with pits and craters.

"What decision have you made?" Jiang Xinrui felt a bit flustered, a vague sense of unease washing over her.

Qi Ran similarly glanced around, discovering that not a single person dared to meet his gaze, and then shook his head at his "master."

Just a moment ago, he had still been envying Su Ze, but upon hearing this matter, it felt as though a massive boulder was pressing down on his chest, making it hard to breathe.

At this moment, Tang Long unexpectedly discovered that in the woods not far ahead, a fierce and bloody battle was unfolding.

Walking halfway, Gu Changyang suddenly looked back over his shoulder. In the dead of night, the raging, roaring fire appeared particularly eerie, looking like the only spot of color between heaven and earth amidst the freezing winter night.

Wang Erjun tumbled straight into the courtyard on his backside, letting out a miserable, teeth-gnashing cry of pain.

Madam Han nodded. "It's delicious, but it's just too wasteful." There was so much meat wrapped inside after all.

Her gaze swept around the kitchen. There was still dough in the mixing basin, which should have been kneaded fresh today; there was still oil in the pot; the ashes in the stove had been stirred and still held embers; a few vegetable leaves had fallen on the floor, and the ceramic jar containing chili sauce was also missing.

Kitagawa Temple also frowned in thought, and while he was deep in contemplation, Kayano Ryoko finally appeared, out of breath.

"Mmh." Ye Qingyu nodded with a choked sob, only belatedly realizing that her behavior just now had been somewhat ungraceful.

"Ye Tian, you are really too daring. Do you know what kind of person that Zhou Zhao was just now?" Zhang Mengmeng was saying to Ye Tian with a stern expression.

Chutong walked over toward Zhu Suyu, placing Aolong inside her backpack to keep her from speaking.

Once Kamiya Osamu left, he would have plenty of time to look over these documents; there was no need to rush.

"Lier, I've neglected you these past few days." Looking into Ji Zili's eyes, Mo Yu Jingchen felt a trace of guilt. Knowing she would let her imagination run wild, he had woken up, had Han Feng tidy him up, and rushed right over.

However, coincidences in this world were not rare, and similarities in esoteric arts were also quite common. The laws of nature shared many similar and comparable elements as well.

Bill proposed a second option: the second most desired tourist destination for foreigners visiting the Imperial Capital.

The vassal king grew even more certain of his suspicions. Afterwards, Baturu came to check, only to be dismissed in a huff by Butterfly Orchid.

"Baili Yue, tell the truth." Seeing the hesitant expressions on both of their faces and knowing they were neither reassured nor convinced, Chu Yunlian turned to ask Baili Yue to speak.

These earth-bound spirits carried heavy malignant energy, yet they were bound to their specific patch of ground, forced to drift day in and day out on that tiny plot of land, unable to leave and unable to break free.

I felt that ever since I became able to recite long passages of Buddhist scriptures, the voices outside seemed more willing to speak with me.

Although busy running around every day and having achieved some results, it was merely putting up a strong front for outsiders. As soon as he returned home, he would fall silent and basically wouldn't say a single word unless asked.

Chu Yunlian felt somewhat afraid while following Ling Chen; she was afraid she wouldn't be able to see Qisheng, yet equally afraid that if she did see him, she would only be able to watch helplessly as he died.

The Gu family was, after all, one of the oldest corporations, and overall, they were definitely the big bosses.

The well-known and unreasonably gorgeous Gong Xue and the others were all recognized. Prior to coming here, the famous Department Chief Deng of the Public Security Bureau had specifically given instructions: say nothing foolish, and it's best to pretend you saw nothing.

Shopkeeper Wang suddenly took an interest in what Su Jinse said. Perhaps with her around, Yiren Boutique really wouldn't go under. Instead, it might just be his Wang Ji Cloth Shop that closed down, leaving him, the shopkeeper, to wander the streets drinking the northwest wind.

Such things as "ancient temples in big cities" and "hermits in wooden Zen rooms" still possessed a certain research value in archaeology.

He suddenly thought of a matter: those fleeing disciples of the Quick Sand Sect, although missing an arm, still possessed cultivation; might they take advantage of the opportunity to rob ordinary people?

After all, the village chief had the power to expel people from the Liu family clan and drive them out of the village. He was upright and impartial—a truly good village chief.

Cough, cough. Regardless, the wonderful scene unfolding in front of the cafe seemed somewhat frozen in time, likely because the invited gentleman was simply too pleasantly surprised.

It was no different for Xiang Weirong. When Yongqiang returned, it would also be the time when he would launch his newly prepared multiple action plans.

"He is an old fogey who has wanted to die for a long time. Now that he can pass away through seated meditation, it fulfills his wish, and you have also performed a meritorious deed by doing this," the old man Nan said with a smile.

One must know that previously, Jiang Fan's second avatar already possessed extremely high comprehension, but after using the genetic evolution serum, he had roughly experienced the effect of a comprehension boost.