Chapter 41: Believe It or Not
The morning sun filtered through thin clouds, spilling across the streets of the neighboring city like a golden veil draped over the world.
Lin Siqing rode a black mountain bike, his athletic frame weaving nimbly through the traffic. He wore a blue and white school uniform, his broad shoulders filling it out perfectly, the collar slightly unbuttoned to reveal a fair, sturdy neck. Though his hair was tousled by the wind, it did nothing to diminish his cold, handsome demeanor.
"Hello, Brother Wang, sorry to disturb you," Su Yurou greeted him politely.
It was a massive plaza, spanning dozens of acres, yet even with such vast space, it felt insufficient for the grand event today; many people were forced to watch from the far perimeter.
"You guessed correctly, Brother Tianming. Indeed, I am Feng Du of the Feng family. Is there a problem?" Feng Du replied with a smile.
However, Yuan Fou was not worried that Zhuyi would be harder to capture after reinforcements arrived; rather, he suspected a trap.
Everyone nodded repeatedly, in total agreement. "Yes, yes, this is a good method." Village Chief Zhao pondered it for a moment, decided it was a safe approach, and gave his nod.
His wives and concubines rolled their eyes at Chen Yi in unison, accompanied by soft snorts, making it clear they were truly bothered by the matter.
At this moment, Lu Qingfeng was deep within the Soul-Nurturing Pool. Only those at the peak of the Heavenly Emperor cultivation level could remain in this place; the fact that he could hover here proved his soul power had returned to its peak.
Just then, the bedroom door was pushed open, and Su Yurou walked in, looking lovely. Seeing the intimate scene between the two, her pretty face flushed red instantly. She hurriedly covered her eyes with her hands, backing away while stammering, "I didn't see anything!"
"How could I not be worried!" Princess Hong Gong offered a strained smile, though she said nothing more. By then, they had reached the living room, ceased their conversation, and took their seats as host and guest.
The Omnipotence Paradox: If God is all-powerful, can He create a stone so heavy that He cannot lift it?
Following the oblivious Myucody and the Zheng clan quartet, they arrived at a park not far from the villa, hiding behind a tree to watch everything quietly.
Deep down, Qin Yu did not want it to fly away, because... its departure signaled the beginning of her official confrontation with fate. If she won, Xing Mu would be able to live a peaceful and happy life.
In the vast universe, there lay a stretch of azure water, wrapping around millions of planets like pearls and gemstones inlaid upon a blue curtain, radiant and extraordinarily noble.
Then, the mechanical arm pulled out Taxue. After a flash of white and black mist, a suit of mighty armor appeared on its body, along with a beautiful saddle. Next came Heng Ai, though he only received a red cape, which looked quite dashing when he flew through the air.
Staying still would have been fine! The snakes had merely been staring at Chen Cheng, but the moment he moved, the snakes—as if something had snapped in their brains—all raised their heads, flicked their tongues, and slithered toward him. Those closest to him opened their mouths wide, ready to strike.
"What is going on? Are these magical beasts? Did that grain of sand create them?" Chen Cheng asked.
The water ruthlessly swallowed his cries. Yet, he held firm to the belief that Han Ye and Xue Lian were nearby and would come to save him! But why hadn't they come yet? Were they waiting to clean him before they ate?
"Let's put that aside for now. What exactly is going on with Kim Jae-joong?" Zheng Chengxiu looked at the sky outside, which was flashing with an aura of pure evil, his brows knitted tightly together.
The happiest and most smug of them all was undoubtedly Yu He. Hearing the whispers below the hall, which caused Yu Lan to lose face and prompted all the young women present—including those from Lanwei Pavilion—to cast suspicious glances at Yu Lan, she felt triumphant.