Chapter 35: I Will Come to Pick You Up Later

Li Dehai held a certain reputation in the capital, and with many socialites having purchased the dolls he crafted, the news of his arrest by the police and his potential connection to the missing girls' case immediately dominated the top trending topics.

"I’ve even bought dolls from his shop! I never imagined he could be such a terrifying person!"

"The quality of their dolls was actually quite good; I bought so many! I can't believe he's this kind of person!"

"One fish per meal is already being generous to you; don't push it." Xun Qing, having finished her meal, set down her chopsticks and reached out to grab Miaomiao. How could this fat cat not realize she had puffed up into a ball?

"My name isn't Black Water Pool, it's Herb Pool!" Shenbao rolled his large eyes, unable to help but correct Huo'er once again.

"Alright!" Everyone was eager to learn how the space had suddenly mutated, so they hurriedly followed Shi Qi's pace, surging toward the bamboo building.

Chang Huan thanked Rong Yunhe for his help. With reddened eyes, he said to the two, "I don't know if this journey will succeed or fail, but I implore you two great sages to keep this secret for me, so as not to worry my master; he is in urgent need of quiet recovery." With that, he bowed deeply, pressing his forehead to the ground.

The child was about the same age as Tao Tian, around six or seven years old, slightly chubbier than most, and looked quite adorable.

The Sea of Qi is the source of a martial artist's power; the spiritual energy absorbed from heaven and earth is stored here before flowing to all parts of the body to strengthen one's power.

A pitch-black night, a chilling wind; at this moment, even the sound of cicadas had faded into the distance. A black cat and a grave—no matter how you looked at it, it was a ghastly scene.

Back in CZ City, Gong Chang and Yang Zihao had both disappeared. It was likely that Yang Zihao had taken Gong Chang to apologize to Yin Rongrong. This matter had thus come to an end. HH City was currently in a state of semi-paralysis, and Yang Zihao would likely take quite some time to recover from the incident involving Yin Rongrong.

In the Jiang family, Jiang Bojin and Jiang Bokai had a better relationship. She thought that if she could get Jiang Bojin to ask Jiang Bokai for help, he would be more receptive; if she went herself, she would likely hit a wall.

It was as if Shen An had eyes in the back of his head. He shifted slightly, and the fruit missed its mark, crashing to the ground.

Under these circumstances, the intelligence network of the Thieves' Guild began operating with unprecedented efficiency, and the negotiations between the two major thieves' guilds took place under the shadow of this impending war.

"You can continue calling for help, as long as you think you can protect this casino!" Seeing the hulking man's furious glare, Song Boyu said calmly.

Injecting chicken blood into the body? What a joke. Mo Jiangnan dared not gamble on whether he could withstand it. Although his physique was now as hard as a Demon King's, human life-arrays had higher requirements and were not as crude and resilient as those of demons; it was hard to say what might go wrong.

Bill let out a "ha" and prepared to strike, but just as his longsword was half-drawn, he felt as though his body could not take another step. Stunned, he looked down to see that a layer of solid ice had inexplicably frozen over the steel boots on his feet. It wasn't just him; his companions were in the same predicament.

In Ma Yi's mind, the Tianyin Continent was a flawless planet, worth every effort he could muster for it.

Suddenly coming to his senses, Zhan Feng immediately began reciting the mantra for the Fire Sickle Wall, not daring to give Liyue any chance to discover the abnormalities in his body.

From beginning to end, they had neither participated in the fighting nor offered any valuable suggestions, yet no one dared to question them.

As everyone chimed in one after another, Yang Cuihua’s tears began to roll down. She was usually shy and, aside from Su Tang and Zhao Ling, didn't have much contact with the others in the courtyard. She hadn't expected everyone to stand up for her.

Yet now, I find myself appearing in this hellish place without a single scratch. Was I in a coma the whole time while being healed? And was I then captured by some mysterious organization to play a real-life Squid Game?