Chapter 132: A Maiden's Fancies
Li Changsheng was stunned for a moment, having never expected Alice to react in such a way.
He immediately tore off his jacket and tossed it with a sudden, forceful motion—
*Swish!*
The black umbrella snapped open once more. Without looking back, Li Changsheng said, "Take the esper's blood and remember to come find me down the mountain."
With that, he cradled Bella and began walking slowly toward the foot of the mountain.
The black jacket drifted through the air and landed squarely on Alice, perfectly covering her snow-white skin.
His eyes wandered restlessly over Ando Ai. At that moment, she was drenched, her nurse’s uniform clinging to her body, revealing every curve of her youthful, delicate figure.
Lu Jinshi caught the boy's earnest expression, but merely dismissed it with an indifferent "It has nothing to do with me" before turning back to continue on his way.
Fatty Qian had just finished speaking when he heard Captain Qian’s reprimand. The captain walked over and rapped him on the head again, causing the boy to squat down and rub his scalp in pain.
"Still feels pain? Looks like there's hope yet; he isn't out cold. You all don't need to worry so much!" Old Xue said cheerfully, appearing more at ease than anyone else.
Lin Yumeng set a large bowl of noodles on the bar counter in front of Su Chen. Seeing him sitting there with his arms crossed, brow furrowed in thought, she asked with concern.
Wu Yang suddenly realized that the Blood Spirit Spear had gained the power of the Black Thunder only after devouring the Black Thunder Beast's core, and the beast itself had been tainted by murky black spirit particles, imbuing it with a certain malevolence.
"Since you've insisted so much, I’ll reluctantly come up and see you." Ling Long said, struggling a bit as she climbed the ladder while holding her phone.
Seeing Wei Dong sitting there like he was on pins and needles, Huang Jinhua let out a giggle and then proactively leaned in close to him.
The wealthy certainly knew how to play; their method of gambling was truly unique. On one side of the table, they threw money around like dirt, and whenever they won, they would stuff banknotes into the bodices of the girls, casually grabbing at their bodies as they did so.
Xiahou Yu’s teacup clattered onto the table in shock. As an outsider to this dream world, she, like Wei Dong, could perceive the progression of the world’s evolution.
After having two of his blockhouses destroyed, An Ben had yet to decide whether he should continue with the plan.
Li Yi, with his red nose, tried hard to peer toward the main house with his sparkling eyes, but his view was blocked by the vermilion gate painted with depictions of rich peonies, leaving him unable to see anything.
"How much money? How much?" Zhou Yu chimed in immediately, partly just to join the excitement and cheer Old Jiu up.
"That's right, I'm a member of the Volunteer Army’s Special Operations Brigade. See that? The carriage is right there by the side of the road. Let’s go, I’ll help you load your things. Have you decided where you're going?" the soldier asked as he picked up the two large bundles.
After a series of clashing sounds, Qin Zheng’s Soul-Entangling Sword flicked an Shadow Swordsman into the air. As the man struck a tree, he used the momentum to rebound, his curved blade slashing and hacking, every strike aiming for her vitals.
"Don't 'what' me. You and I are both sensible people; you know exactly how much this garment is worth. Besides, I'm only pawning it. If I truly don't come back for it, the profit you make will be far more than just double or triple," Jian Dan said, patting the boss on the shoulder.
Editor Qian nodded: That’s more like it. How could someone who had once been a Marquis be so lacking in manners?
The Shangri-La Hotel was a five-star luxury establishment, but tonight it had been completely rented out at a high price by the Entertainment Empire, naturally to celebrate the success of the "Same Song" series.
It was probably for the best that she didn't go; it would avoid complications. If people found out she was still involved with the Duke, the cost would outweigh any potential gains.
Had Liu Yong changed his clothes? Of course he had, and not only had he changed, but he had done so quite happily, without a single word of complaint.