Chapter 32: The Little Fox

"Renaud, you've managed to hunt so many magical beasts again this time." Looking at the items spread out on Renaud's stall, Mo Qianxun couldn't help but feel a twinge of envy at his prowess. If she possessed such strength, she would be out hunting them herself.

Renaud scratched his head, feeling a bit bashful from the praise. "Hehe, it's alright, I suppose. Come, take a look and see if there's anything you need."

"The rest isn't important. The dragon claw I asked you to keep for me last time—did you bring it?"

"That one? Well..."

If he ever discovered who had harmed his son, he would tear that person limb from limb. A sinister glint flashed through Prime Minister Qin's eyes.

By now, the overall situation was settled. He began to pay attention to the livestream. The ten-minute mark had long since passed, and the viewer count had stopped growing, remaining stagnant at six thousand.

Upon hearing the King of Worlds mention a trial, Tien Shinhan, Chiaotzu, and Yamcha all felt a chill in their hearts, as if they had been reminded of a past they dared not recall.

"What are you in such a rush for? I'm not worried, and he isn't either. Why are you?" Mu Jinxi tossed the words out nonchalantly.

Dr. Xu thought to himself, "Ling'er must know by now, right?" But he did not speak his thoughts, nor did he tell Qi Yang that someone had previously applied styptic medicine to the wound on his abdomen.

Ling'er reflected on this and felt a bit more at ease. Yet, she still couldn't fathom why Qi Yang had sent Lu Yunfei to scout the path ahead.

Beyond the fact that those with strength receive preferential treatment, the deeper reason was that this world was far from peaceful.

Several subordinates were waiting for her. Although they didn't work overtime, their Deputy Captain was a notorious workaholic.

He desperately wanted to add, "Going there will only drag us down," but after a moment's thought, he swallowed the words, fearing he might hurt Huo Ling'er's feelings.

"And it's not just one incident," the Support System added. "I've encountered it before, too." It was particularly infuriating because it happened to be the losing side.

Over the past three years, she had grown accustomed to waking up early to exercise, so even despite the exhaustion from last night, her eyes opened as usual.

Gu Chengxi had been bored, and now this was at most a pastime. The more perfunctory and indifferent she was toward Meng Huaiyue's attempts at conversation, the better the latter's attitude became—a demeanor that could best be described as a gentle breeze in spring.

Fiona could feel that in that instant, the mental oppression had transformed into genuine loyalty. This was not something a killer devoted to their organization would ever do.

After numerous attempts and left with no other choice, the master of the house, following someone's suggestion, selected an assistant for his son to take care of his daily life.

The guard who had been exchanging blows with Su Moxia saw this and his eyes turned fierce. He erupted with a powerful aura and thrust his spear forward, intending to shatter the blade's light in one strike. The next second, it collided violently with Su Moxia's force, emitting a heaven-shaking, earth-shattering roar.

Duoduo placed the thermos on Aiyun's bedside table, laid the dress on her bed, and headed to the doctor's office.

Chu Luo nodded silently. On this point, he agreed. His master was the type of person who, wherever she went, would always find women who swore to marry no one but her.

Even though Fiona was smiling, a flicker of worry crossed her eyes, causing her heart to fall into an unsettling rhythm once more.

It was a strange, inexplicable feeling, yet it was truly enough to drive one to the brink of collapse, a sensation akin to wanting to tear open one's own heart.

However, she couldn't concern herself with all that now. What he wanted to do had nothing to do with her, and what she wanted to do would have nothing to do with him in the future.

Without stopping to rest, they finally found this tranquil ten-mile lotus pond at the foot of a very secluded mountain just before nightfall.

One link followed another; before one task was finished, the next was already waiting at the door. They were all closely interconnected, ensuring the continuity of the work within the framework.

Seeing this, a wave of warmth washed over Ye Huan. That Xu Bin would step forward at such a moment was proof enough that he truly regarded Ye Huan as his own brother. Since he had been willing to risk his life for him, Ye Huan would naturally ensure his safety.