Chapter 53: Trial
This was the first time Ning Yun had ever laid eyes on such a creature. No, they could hardly be called human anymore.
A monster was walking toward him straight down the street. It possessed the rough outline of a person, yet its limbs seemed to have served as nutrients, blooming with clusters of vibrant red flowers from within the flesh.
Those crimson blossoms were so delicately alluring, as if they bore the most breathtaking hue in all the world.
Yet Ning Yun could clearly see that the flowers were deeply anchored in the flesh, pulsing and twitching as though alive, greedily sucking blood.
The most bizarre thing of all was the human—
"His back injury is extensive and deep. Many nerves, blood vessels, and tendons are severed. It will severely impair the normal movement of his upper left limb in the future. Returning to the battlefield or performing heavy physical labor is likely out of the question, but daily life will not be affected." His father was an authority in surgery.
Guyu shifted his gaze to a certain corner, where the rhythmic sound of mining still echoed relentlessly against the rock wall.
No matter what he had encountered in the past, no matter what he had endured, as long as he could master himself in this very moment and seize control of his own destiny, he would be the most powerful person of all, and nothing could block his forward stride.
Without stating a name or a reason, the phone was hung up after just a single sentence. I frowned and pondered for a moment before recalling that the voice belonged to that haughty, aloof, and imposing eldest young lady.
An agitated troublemaker let out a loud shout that ignited the emotions of every driver on the overpass. The passion of thousands of drivers and passengers, in turn, infected the enthusiasm of the global media personnel gathered beneath the bridge.
Lu Shixia looked back and saw an elderly man with a long white beard and white hair, wearing a blue cotton robe, a Blue Sky and White Sun badge on his chest, and a formal hat, standing before him with an expression of absolute rage. Several young and robust followers trailed behind him, each built like a tiger, clearly accustomed to long years of heavy labor.
Had he missed something along the way? He pondered carefully, yet could find no trace of carelessness on his part. Could it be that he had truly overlooked something intangible, which was why he could not awaken him no matter what?
He shouted from the depths of his soul, roaring that he must wield immense power to halt everything that was unfolding.
Meanwhile, Tu Lie and his comrades, amidst the chaos, had long realized that today's incident had escalated far beyond control. They were currently hugging the wall, attempting to slip away. Regrettably, before they could run far, they were intercepted and blocked by Zuo Panyu leading a squad of soldiers.
Sure enough, upon hearing the words "Yan Gui Lake," Zeng Muqiu's shoulders trembled noticeably. When Wang Peng walked over to her bedside and leaned down to look at her, her eyes were once again shimmering with tears.
"Li Xin, if you dare to utter another word of disrespect toward me, I will not be polite with you." Lu Mei instantly widened her eyes, filled with blazing fury, and roared at Li Xin.
"Go ahead." After giving the order, Lei leaned back against a large tree, cupped his hands downward to signal Longze Meiji, preparing to give her a boost so she wouldn't have to scramble up bare-handed.
He bathed three times a day and was excessively fastidious about cleanliness. Beyond that, he observed ritual fasts on vegetarian food, never took a life, and yet every single meal consisted of dozens of dishes spanning numerous flavors.
Coupled with the fact that Shen Yue rarely interacted with them normally, if they wanted to ingratiate themselves with the Shen family, they naturally had to suck up to Zhao Qingya.
Feng Yan made a show of preparing to strike again, completely oblivious to the fact that Feng Qianxi’s face had suddenly turned ashen white upon hearing those words.
Madam Sheng looked at Sheng Anzhi with a mixture of shock and suspicion, which eventually morphed into a hypocritical mask as she forced out a few words of feigned concern.
"Right, Chen Zhili, find one of the boys and go down to the parking garage to tell those Japanese people that we don't want Japanese cars—make them switch to German ones." As if suddenly remembering something, Lei hurriedly shouted to Chen Zhili.
I had originally assumed this antique would be kept in one of the neighboring shops or perhaps within the Lin family's ancestral estate.
During these past few days, he had spent a considerable amount of time explaining problems to the other person, hoping to raise their scores so they could get into their dream university.