Chapter 56: Becoming a Vegetable

Even in the face of danger, Shen Suinian remained utterly composed. Without uttering a word, he radiated an innate authority that compelled obedience.

Jian Tang gritted her teeth and suddenly grabbed the hand Shen Yuyang was using to hold the knife.

The strength training she had undergone recently finally paid off; she was no longer delicate and utterly helpless. Her sudden resistance caught Shen Yuyang off guard, making it impossible for him to control her for the moment.

It was a struggle that lasted merely three seconds.

The bullet fired by Shen Suinian flashed past Jian Tang's shoulder, piercing straight into Shen Yuyang's flesh and tearing a bloody hole in his chest.

Shen Suinian's marksmanship was exceptionally precise, deliberately avoiding the heart. As long as medical help arrived promptly, it would not prove fatal, but—

Perhaps retribution was inevitable.

The back of Shen Yuyang's head slammed hard against the edge of the flower bed...

Even in the face of danger, Shen Suinian remained utterly composed. Without uttering a word, he radiated an innate authority that compelled obedience.

Jian Tang gritted her teeth and suddenly grabbed the hand Shen Yuyang was using to hold the knife.

The strength training she had undergone recently finally paid off; she was no longer delicate and utterly helpless. Her sudden resistance caught Shen Yuyang off guard, making it impossible for him to control her for the moment.

With a slight trace of ascetic detachment in his expression, he felt a similar sensation stirring deep within him—a distinct premonition that something was inevitably drawing near.

"This red trench coat..." The store manager turned to look at the chief director with a questioning gaze. What should they do? Wasn't there a strict rule that this particular coat wasn't for sale?

Shen Jingjing blinked her big eyes, her voice soft and sweet. She tilted her head up slightly, wearing an expression that eagerly anticipated praise.

*Time to get my daily sugar fix before bed*: Sisters, keep up the hard work! Let's push this together until we reach fifty thousand members! I stake my life on it—the ship we sail is 100% real!

"I'm so sleepy. I'm heading back to bed," Ge Mingyi said with a yawn, then walked out of the conference room.

"Heh." I gave a dry laugh. Graduation was still a full year away, and there was no guarantee we would even survive until then.

Assuming Cheng Xi simply came from a deeply influential background, the medical staff naturally did not dare to obstruct her mother.

Seeing that everything was going smoothly, Zheng Xiyao turned and walked toward the reception desk. She failed to notice the male lead gazing at her retreating figure, his eyes as dark and unfathomable as an abyss.

Twenty years ago, nearly half of the disciples of the Lingyun Sect had perished beneath the iron hooves of the Blood Cloud Cavalry. Such deep-seated hatred and enmity could never be forgotten.

Though Duan Xuan felt doubtful in his heart, he did not dare to defy Qin Lie's command. He nodded, and his figure vanished into thin air.

"You're the one who suddenly darted out like a stray dog and crashed into my roller skates, causing them to break! If it wasn't you, who was it? With so many people here to vouch for me, do you really think I could be wronging you?" the chubby boy demanded overbearingly. He even leaned forward, as if itching to beat up Li Eryang.

Qin Yang did not offer much of an opinion. His mission was purely reconnaissance and espionage; analysis was simply not his strong suit. Besides, whatever he could think of, Bai Pojun had already anticipated. Naturally, there was no need for him to say anything more. How to proceed was a matter for Bai Pojun, the commander of the Pangu Legion, to consider.

The general pleaded with an almost tearful voice. Looking at the general who was offering loyal and earnest advice, Zhu Yanbing shed two lines of clear tears, nodded, and returned inside his room, where he sat in isolation for days on end.

While eating the noodles in his bowl, Gu Chen continued to stare at his computer screen, occasionally setting down his chopsticks to type something on the keyboard.

The linen-clad youth smiled and said, "Upon reaching the Earth Mystery Realm, one can soar through the sky and perform countless indescribable wonders. As for the Heavenly Profound Realm, I am not entirely certain, save that it comprises roughly three tiers. Once one surpasses the Heavenly Profound Realm, they may set forth into the boundless starry sky."

Facing the words of the ghost generals Jia and Yi, Tang Fan was equally helpless. After all, it wasn't that they didn't want to help him, but bound by the policies of the Ghost Emperor, it was only natural that they dared not disobey.

Throughout the auction that followed, the second, third, and subsequent treasures up to the seventh were displayed, none of which caught Tang Fan's eye.

Nanlong Batian knelt before Nanlong Yunmo, while Nanlong Wenlu knelt beside him with an expression of profound repentance.

Ji Xuan heard every word clearly and burst into hearty laughter. Ji Liesheng's face burned with embarrassment, and he quickly clamped his hand over the boy's mouth, terrified that he might blurt out something even more humiliating. Patting Ji Liesheng on the shoulder, Ji Xuan announced he was going to ask the villagers for some offerings and told Ji Liesheng to wander around for a bit.

Sitting in the car, Xue Wantong recalled Qin Yang's helpless expression when he watched her cry, and a trace of an amused smile inevitably bloomed on her face.

He would take down as many as he could. As long as formidable powerhouses like those from the Heavenly Fiend didn't show up, Yan Mang could easily slaughter them given his absolute mastery of the terrain.