Chapter 59: Xinru Goes Missing

Inside the bustling and lively restaurant, even at high noon, warm yellow lights gently spilled across the dining table.

"You youngsters always like to be overly modest, and that's a bad habit," Chi Zhanpeng said, shaking his head with a touch of earnestness unique to an elder.

Shifting the topic abruptly, he asked, "I heard you're also an alumnus of Z University? Which class?"

Fu Yuan answered honestly, "The 30th."

Chi Zhanpeng flashed a warm smile and poured her a glass of coconut juice.

Zhou Feilong spoke as if full of praise on the surface, but his tone actually harbored a bone-chilling murderous intent.

"There's no need to overthink it there. I know what's on your mind right now, but all I can tell you is that I am truly not as incompetent as you think. You have experience, and so do I; whatever you lack, I, Tony Parker, have in abundance," Tony Parker said coldly.

Li Qing and Li Ershan were both puzzled, but they had no choice but to follow him down the mountain. Upon reaching the foot of the mountain, inside the restaurant, although it was not yet time for dinner, all members of these branches of the Li family had already arrived, along with the village elders. Many of them looked somewhat nervous.

Fissures continuously spread across the ground, and Lang San's face turned ashen. The offensive power of the Overlord Leg split was simply more than he could bear.

Though intelligent, the Prince of Langya was young and lacked experience; how could he possibly have foreseen Liu Muzhi plotting behind his scenes?

Hurry-scurry all the way to the Provincial Hospital, Wu Xie found himself unrecognized by the hospital staff and was blocked right at the doorway of the ward, making him so angry he almost jumped in frustration.

As the primordial essence of heaven and earth was refined, the true Qi within Xu Yang's body began to surge bit by bit. Within his field of vision, the starlight of the Sword God constellation gradually grew blindingly bright.

"Let's settle it this way, then. They'll be sending people over shortly, and we'll go take a look together. Tell President Liu not to show his face first. You shouldn't show yours either; just listen from the adjoining room. Dealing with this bunch of scoundrels is a job for us. You lot have thin skin, it won't do," Hu Dade said with a laugh.

"I am a ghost..." The voice seemed to drift from afar, floating and erratic. Will-o'-the-wisps appeared again, hovering outside the door, and a pale, deathly white face emerged behind the eerie fire. Suddenly, the ghostly face split open its mouth, revealing ghastly white teeth.

"Liang Fangfei! I think you're the one being unreasonable!" The head of the household gave no ground either, his heavy palm slamming onto the tea set and teapot on the table with loud, rattling thuds.

The two men standing in the hall were Shen Mi and Lou Fa, subordinates of Gan Ning, and the one who had just spoken was none other than Shen Mi, the intelligence officer who had once crossed paths with He Si'an! The two men were fellow townsmen of Gan Ning, and at this moment, tears streamed down their faces.

Turning back around, Hope was about to speak when, with a swift whoosh, a cyan walnut fruit came flying straight toward him.

Qingyuan thought of Yanhong's entanglements and felt deeply vexed, so he immediately summoned Steward Li and arranged to be transferred to the guesthouse in Xi'an three days later. As for Qingyuan's decision, no one was more overjoyed than Yanyan.

Besides, Hope felt this gift was truly perfunctory—this was something they had agreed upon beforehand, after all; he would have to ask his father for another present.

Though it seemed his disguise had been seen through at the very last second... After all, having to reduce his height while simultaneously adjusting his body shape left nowhere to hide the excess bodily tissue... Looking at the angry Tracy, Angie thought to herself with a helpless sigh.

Give me a break, you couldn't possibly contend with them. If someone could slip into your room silently even while injured, wouldn't slitting your throat be a walk in the park? Did you really think you were just fish on their chopping board to do with as they pleased?

Hope was already used to this; everyone he met said the same thing. One could only conclude that his parents were truly airtight when it came to secrecy. If he really didn't possess wizarding talent, would they literally never have told him a thing?

A master is indeed a master; this was the first time today Hope saw someone who wasn't surprised that Joey had a child.

As for Wan Dongliu ranking seventieth on the Hidden Dragon List, it had been at least a year. Anyway, before his transmigrative rebirth, that's where he ranked; could his performance from back then still count now?