Chapter 44 Since We Know Each Other So Well, There's No Need to Be Shy

Manager Jiang pulled Sheng Wanqiu into the restaurant without any explanation. Sheng Wanqiu was still utterly confused as to what was going on, but seeing Manager Jiang's anxious expression, she thought something serious had happened.
"Uncle Jiang, my sika deer is still in the cart! Let's have it brought inside first."
"Leave it to the waiters, they can handle the carrying. Sit down right now and listen to me." Manager Jiang pulled Sheng Wanqiu over to a table, made her sit down, and instructed a waiter to bring the sika deer in and weigh it.
"It's the same old heart ailment. Not only that, but the poison inside Brother Xue's body was never fully cleared to begin with." Bai Ye finished speaking and couldn't help casting another glance at Su Bao'er. They looked so much alike; if Su Bao'er hadn't explained things herself, he wouldn't have believed it.
Muran thought to himself while continuing to scan his surroundings, but his gaze suddenly paused, resting on the leftmost of the five rooms, and then he walked over.
Old Zou suffered from hypertension. The moment he grew angry, his blood pressure would instantly spike, causing breathing difficulties, which was why Madame Zou now tightly kept the Zou family descendants under her control.
The executive assistant was already waiting, and his expression was quite grim. They had notified the police earlier, but this area was rather remote, and it would likely take the police at least another hour to arrive.
Thinking this, Jun Jun felt a sense of relief. Anyway, when the time came, it was hard to say who would be frustrating whom.
When they were still a hundred miles away from Wangjiang City, they could already hear the thunderous, earth-shaking sounds of battle, indicating a fierce urban siege. Within the Chishui army stood an immortal palace elder sent from the imperial capital of Wanchi, standing atop a low-flying roc, gazing into the distance toward Wangjiang City and looking at Tobach Chen beside him.
Chen Cijun and Wang Jie saw the burning gazes of the father and son and knew the moment was ripe. Thus, Chen Cijun went inside the room to fetch her backpack, which contained tools for identifying timber.
Yan Jin rubbed his temples and, as he got into the car, handed her a pack of dried persimmons—they were bought to be eaten anyway.
"Mister, you're injured this badly, you should really go and rest for a bit. Don't exhaust yourself, only for the patient to wake up and you to pass out instead!" The head nurse, passing by and seeing Xu Hexue standing covered in blood outside the operating room, advised him with a hint of heartache.
A feeling of terror surged into the depths of his heart. In the past, his soul had been consumed by hatred toward Qi Nanyuan; ever since then, he no longer knew what fear was. He hated this world; he even resented having been born into it.
He had long since discovered that the Hilton Hotel had been planted with covert sentries, and tiny surveillance cameras were installed in every single corner. His reason for pulling Jiang Xueyao into the pitch-black shrubbery to meet was precisely to evade the sight of those guards and cameras.
As time steadily passed, the health bar of the Corpse King of Corpses hit rock bottom, and ultimately, it was worn to death by Xu Cheng.
Longya had changed the topic so awkwardly that Xu Cheng was hardly blind; how could he possibly fail to notice? However, to spare Longya too much embarrassment, Xu Cheng chose not to expose her.
Fang Zhinong had originally intended to tell him he could take the elevator down to the first floor and then leave, but seeing him stride away with such vigor, she figured a walk would be good anyway to clear his head.
Though she had no idea if it would work, Caterina still exhausted her final ounce of strength to fight for survival.
Fang Zhinong thought of her own culinary skills and felt too embarrassed to host a housewarming party. With the weather being this hot, eating hot pot was out of the question, and time was pressing; once she finished tidying up the apartment, she would immediately have to report to the company.
As Xu Cheng saw more and more news reports, his expression gradually grew uneasy, because those monsters mentioned in the news looked, no matter how he viewed them, like creatures straight out of the game *The Legend of Mir*.
Li Luo looked at Mo Tingye, who seemed completely unconcerned about the poison in his body, and let out a helpless sigh.
Deprived of the command talisman and his incantations, the five fierce ghosts wailed bizarrely as they were blown about, instantly revealing their dwarf-like forms.
"College students, you're back from your picnic?" Wu Daquan, driving a tractor, greeted them with a smile.