56 The Millelith Catching Human Traffickers

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"Senior Fire Cloud, the Holy Cult is now torn apart; throughout Cathay, there has been no Holy Cult for a long time. While we still hold reverence in our hearts, we are no longer members of the Holy Cult. Furthermore, we now belong to the Viper Mercenary Organization under the southern Hua family!" Sima Jian said with a resolute expression.

Lou Chen must have anticipated what was to come, which was why he went out early in the morning to quell the internal strife. When Su Jiyue woke up, the military camp had already returned to tranquility, though the disarray throughout the room reminded her of the madness of the previous night, making her blush with embarrassment.

Even though it was already late autumn, Hainan remained just like summer, with the sea breeze carrying a salty, warm moisture as it rustled the palm and coconut trees along the beach.

"We can act wildly abroad, but do you dare to act wildly at home?" Lin Yi glared at Liu Shuaishuai and said.

Tang Hongdou spent the money from selling flowers to buy a stack of commemorative photo albums from University A, saying that since Guan Xu had accepted someone's flowers, he couldn't just do nothing in return. Although Lord Guan found it troublesome, he was used to going along with whatever Tang Hongdou said. Since Tang Hongdou specified they weren't sent in his name, Guan Xu had no objections.

Tang Hongdou was holding the albums comfortably, but Guan Xu, who was driving, wasn't having such an easy time. He slowed down the car and maintained a high level of concentration, terrified that some sudden situation would cause the girl to bang her head since she wasn't wearing a seatbelt.

"Alright, how you two divide things between yourselves is up to you. I've already prepared all the terms here; just take them back, sign them, and return them to me!" Lin Ruoyan pushed all the prepared documents in front of Shui Junyi and Gu Jingsheng.

The implication was clear: if it wasn't my idea, then it was your idea. I didn't say it, you said it, which meant you were the one who had offended Mengmeng—a seemingly cute yet actually formidable mascot-like figure.

"Alright, the important thing is that you guys are safe. You have no idea how dangerous the battle just now was; that iron-faced man actually turned into a God-Tier monster!" Zhang Fan said slowly.

Jenny's eyes flashed, and two silver-white rings suddenly appeared in Zhang Fan's hand.

The opponent had seven flying swords while he only had one, so he would likely be hacked to pieces! Of course, he could surely take a few of them down with him, but that would be far too unprofitable.

As soon as he stepped out of the stairwell, he saw several people emerge from the elevator and head straight into the National Martial Arts Association. Li Shen also walked toward the clubhouse without hesitation.

Kind-hearted? Pardon her, but whenever she faced the Crown Prince, she never once harbored any notions of kindness.

Hearing Song Ning's words, Qi Yueyi felt a bit more at ease, though her gaze still held a trace of doubt. To be honest, she didn't believe Song Ning was a match for them either.

The money shop officially opened at noon. With officials taking their midday break, it wouldn't disrupt their visits to the shop to deposit silver.

Meng Ye's eyes grew moist. Clasping Qian Linya's hand, she kept her gaze fixed on Daigo Ruriko, maintaining a high degree of vigilance.

Chen Wei and the others beside him, along with the students inside the martial arts gym, wiped the cold sweat from their foreheads. Chen Shangwu falling into a disadvantageous position just moments ago had given them quite a fright.

She never expected to see Elder Zhou here, let on that Elder Zhou would pay a personal visit to Song Ning. What on earth was going on?

Reflecting on his past, reflecting on this intricately tangled and inseparable life, he felt the impermanence of all things and could not help but let out a sigh of emotion.

The two of them flashed inside without making the slightest sound. As soon as they entered the doorway, they saw that the surrounding layout was similar to the third floor, with quite a few rooms, though fewer in number.

"Crack! Crack!" More impact sounds echoed as the armor encasing Yechen slowly split apart, completely detaching from his body.

The next step was to prepare to escape from the school. First, they needed a vehicle, so the primary task for now was to find the school bus.

"Prepare a horse for me!" Qinuo could no longer care about anything else. He turned, drew his side sword, and headed down toward the base of the city walls. Remaining up here any longer would likely make him a sitting duck.

He suddenly pulled me into a tight embrace, and through the veil, his lips pressed precisely onto mine. Even with the veil between us, I could instantly feel that his lips were as scorching as white-hot iron, almost capable of searing a person.

Seeing him nod, I gently knocked on the door and then pushed it open. What greeted my eyes was a slightly pale yet exceptionally delicate face. At this moment, a pair of beautiful, large eyes were looking at me standing by the doorway, holding a trace of vexation mixed with a hint of pleasant surprise.

"Comrade Gan Liang, don't be angry. Old Zheng is just discussing the matter as it stands." Seeing this, Jiang Qingyun panicked and hurriedly pressed down Gan Liang, who was in the midst of rising to his feet.

The extreme chill actually condensed a faint frost in the air. Immediately afterward, the frost gathered in mid-air, refusing to dissipate, emitting a faint white glow as flawless and bright as a clear moon.

I let out a sigh. Judging by the brand-new condition of the vehicle, it must have been newly purchased, but I was dying to know whose this fiercely aggressive off-road vehicle was.

His words weren't entirely insincere; when he had free time, he truly did think of Wang Chen. It was just that yesterday he had been constantly occupied with matters that couldn't possibly be processed with logical thought, which was why he hadn't spent much time thinking about her.

Their right feet collided with a dull thud, and each of them took a step back.

"Business..." Eve Eovela heightened her vigilance. Whatever this business was, it would likely involve using her against the kingdom.

Heard clearly through the gear reception, this set of wireless equipment had the ability to ignore obstacles and easily receive signals from a hundred meters away. The casino of the past few days was located right below the surveillance room, meaning the signal only needed to pierce through the thin barrier between the third and fourth floors.

Ou Xiaoge's expression was shaken, and cold sweat immediately began to break out on his back. Countless thoughts raced through his mind. If not for his low cultivation level, or had he not been poisoned by that strange fragrance, he might even have had the urge to flee on the spot—this was no joking matter.