Chapter 36: The Lead Goes Cold

"Hmm..."
The three of them fell back into silence.
"Could it be that there's a trigger condition set up, where receiving a specific signal causes them to execute a certain action?" Fu Yuan thought back to the state of Nurse Xiaoliu at the hospital.
At that time, Fu Yuan had called out to her without getting a response, and it wasn't until she mentioned the second bed in SN-506—Wu Ping's bed—that Nurse Xiaoliu had reacted.
Fu Yuan had initially assumed it was just exhaustion from working the night shift.
In the past, I always felt that emotions made people blind, impulsive, foolish, and even caused them to lose themselves.
The fact that Ye Yaoyao came to him the moment she encountered a problem suggested that, in her heart, she still considered him capable.
Wang Kai, An Muxi, and other close associates wanted to offer their congratulations, but they saw Principal Gu walking in personally with a beaming smile.
Blood streamed from their foreheads into their eyes, and the men clutched their faces, groaning in agony.
The tight string in her heart suddenly snapped with a "twang," leaving a hollow, aching sensation in her chest.
Her words were cut off midway; her lips remained parted for a long moment before she quietly turned, stepped into a taxi, and pulled the door shut, leaving the bar behind.
But precisely because of this, they seized upon the fact that Ye Fanchen was a security guard to mock him as much as they pleased, using it as an outlet for their frustration.
"Young Master, how is this outfit?" Ziling brought over a dark-colored, gold-embroidered robe with wide sleeves. Xiao Yuchen took a look, felt it was acceptable, and gave a nod.
After she finished replying to the message, Lu Xiang hurried over without even changing her clothes; she had to swap shifts with a colleague after finishing lunch.
Over the years, Su Yi had secured an unshakable position in the art world, becoming a legendary figure. His paintings were priceless, and even a single character written by him could spark a frenzy of bidders.
The piece of cloth had not been destroyed by the fire. Sun Fengzhao did not know if what he remembered from his dreamlike, half-awake state was real. Unable to concern himself with that for the moment, he casually tucked the cloth into his storage bag.
Liu Yan did not continue to ask questions like "What are you doing so late?" He felt that would be disrespectful, especially toward Tie Xiang. Since he had sworn brotherhood with him back when his own memory was intact, he knew he couldn't have misjudged him.
Baoyuan watched me as I propped myself up with my hand, saying, "Oh, I thought Ruier was just overcome by the wine earlier, but it seems you've already sobered up by drinking vinegar." His eyes were filled with a playful allure, and combined with that irreverent smile, he was truly both infuriating and amusing.
"Yes, I will remember that." Xuan Zhe's eyes dimmed. My heart softened for a moment, and unable to be too harsh on him, I patted the back of his hand and gave him a comforting smile.
And so, he could only watch helplessly as Leng Youhan’s figure, wrapped tightly in white robes, vanished from sight with a mere flicker and shift.
I don't know how much time passed, and no one was the first to suggest opening their eyes. But the bolder ones eventually peeked, then others followed, and finally... everyone opened them.
All of this had already been calculated in Leng Youhan's mind the moment he saw Wei Cen and Shen Lie being struck and sent flying by that man.
As Sun Fengzhao breathed a sigh of relief, the three-legged crow left the scene, and the crowd dispersed, each taking flight to head out to sea.
"Very well! I haven't seen the Empress Dowager or the Emperor since entering the palace today. I came here for a moment of peace, never expecting to run into you, Your Highness. I shall accompany you now... Hahaha, let's go..." After saying this, he stepped aside to let me go first. I declined several times, but eventually had to walk half a step ahead of him as we proceeded together.
Not daring to be careless, he unleashed his internal energy in a sudden burst, and streams of pure primordial power were instantly injected into the Qiankun Taiji Jade.
His final words were somewhat ethereal, as he had already charged over like a whirlwind, his fist whistling through the air as he aimed a blow at Tang Yu’s head.
Although this world offered no sales services or insurance compensation clauses, one's status, position, and strength served as the best pass.