Volume 1, Chapter 35: One More Chance

As soon as the squad leader finished speaking, all fourteen arms, including his own, rose in unison.

The fervent cheers paused briefly for half a minute. In truth, during that half-minute, he was communicating with Ao Che; suddenly, having an additional mythical beast joining the fight meant the strategy had to be adjusted.

Without refusing Long Xue’s invitation, Ye Feng appeared unusually obedient today, no longer bickering with her. He quietly blew out the candles, and then they shared the cake together, while several elder brothers nearby watched the two with sly smiles.

Su Xin was momentarily stunned, then shouted loudly, “Third watch! That person... just stepped out as the drums of the third watch sounded!” Her eyes brimmed with terror and panic. The third watch signals the emissary of death, an unavoidable omen.

Since they had already been discovered, the ambush had lost its meaning. Li Yang and the others proceeded to walk out directly.

Due to his position, Yuan Shu could not see behind where Ji Ling was pointing. He guided his mount forward a few steps and then followed Ji Ling’s finger. What he saw made his face turn pale instantly.

“Wrong?” Cao Cao, Sima Yi, and the others below were all baffled, staring at Jia Xu with confusion, completely unable to grasp his meaning.

At this moment, Yan Po Yue changed the magazine, aimed at the three characters “Smiling Tiger” she had inscribed in the snowpile, and fired at close range.

“Miss Zhuanxu!” Officer Chai was startled as well, waving his long sleeve, and the crimson figure of Zhuanxu flew swiftly toward him.

This man, when gentle, was truly benevolent, yet no one could have predicted how stern and inscrutable his cold demeanor could be.

“The medicine has just been brewed; drink it while it’s warm,” he said, scooping a spoonful, gently blowing on it before bringing it to her lips.

She looked at the living Qian An with some nervousness, her gaze weak yet unmistakably severe. From what Shui Shui and the others had said, Qian An was a strict yet loving father, who, upon awakening, was anxious to find his child.

If it weren’t for Ning Fan’s burning gaze fixed on Xiang Xinyu and Jing Siqi, Ning Fan in this posture might have seemed somewhat compassionate and sorrowful.

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She entered the room but saw no sign of the man. Finding this odd, she had just set down her bag when the man walked in from the balcony.

No one dared to remain arrogant before Ning Fan any longer; they cast him a cold glance and turned to walk away.

Witnessing this, Ba Tian’s lips curled into a cold smile, a flicker of mockery shining in his eyes.

Tang Xuanye’s words lacked any logic, seeming more like spontaneous musings. Those unfamiliar with him might find his speech confusing and chaotic, devoid of coherence, but Shen Tu Haolong understood—this child had reached enlightenment.

After leaving the supermarket, Song Yuyan carried the bags. She attempted several times to help but was consistently refused.

With the clanging sounds from the great cauldron, Li Ke and the butcher had already returned to the villa with Zhang Jingchu. Outside, it was well past three in the morning, and aside from Zhang Jingchu, no one wished to forgo this miraculous moment.

Zhao Yao felt his vision go black, and when it cleared, he found himself here.

Afterward, Yan Mo saw the misty water, flickering lights—the entire scene resembled a haunted house.

Securing loans, organizing production, and negotiating with government officials was no simple task.

“The contestants must be under 30 years old. In other words, our seasoned master chefs have no chance. Including myself and Master Shi Quan, we can only watch as spectators,” said Master Ji Di with some helplessness.

Honestly, anyone who often watched live streams should have seen his—after all, few viewers on DouYu have never watched Su Nan’s streams.

Chu Tianyi blushed, suddenly embarrassed. “Dad, don’t listen to his nonsense. Actually, it’s like this.” He then recounted everything from meeting Mu Feng until now, omitting Mu Feng’s identity and the investigation into his grandfather’s death.

As he finished, Dongfang Zhige raised his hands in the air, palms open, fingers curved as if grasping an extraordinary sword ready to be drawn at any moment—though his hands held nothing at all.

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Hearing that voice, Chu Tianyi was stunned. It evoked a strange feeling, as if it resonated with a voice from his memories. Though soft, it struck his heart like a heavy hammer.

“For example, many things. Which aspect would you like to hear about?” Qin Lang’s voice softened as his lips brushed gently against Ye Li’s cheek.

So he quietly left heaven to come to earth, changing and dividing human languages so they scattered due to the barrier of speech, and thus the tower was left unfinished.

Qu Wei En curved his lips into a slight smile, hung up, and returned to the car. He did not escort Shu Ning home but spent the night in the car instead.

Immediately after, Nan Shi Zhen spotted Huangfu Yanrui lying on a glass bed undergoing treatment. He rushed over and carefully examined him from head to toe, his eyes betraying his shock.

She was deeply moved—moved that Shen Muqian had done so much for her without her knowledge: rescuing her and uncovering the truth from years ago.

After walking a few minutes, Li Mengting brought him to the entrance of a standalone apartment. Without ringing the bell, she simply took out her key and opened the door.

Ming Yue, embarrassed to continue feigning sleep, slowly opened her heavy eyelids. Before her stood a man both familiar and yet somewhat strange, clad in pure white robes, his long hair loosely tied with a silk ribbon flowing behind him. His long brows and delicate features radiated peace; a gentle, joyful smile graced his lips as he looked at Ming Yue.

Of course, to be honest, this was not their fault; the Korean traditional outfit king was simply not someone ordinary could easily compete with.