Chapter 93: The Truth

"Not sure."
"Not sure? Why are you looking for me?"
"I don't know."
"How did they find out about me?"
"They won't say."
...
Xu Zuoyan squinted, recalling everything that had just happened, and indeed felt the same, yet he still refused to answer Ye Kaicheng.

Thus, Su Mi'er never bothered with being too reserved; her personality now was bold and straightforward, and whatever she wanted, she’d ask for it herself.

Now, the Fusang players were genuinely anxious, while the Huaxia players were overjoyed—could it be that we’re about to have a Birdman Special Forces team?

Jin Nanci listened, fell silent, and began to ponder. His brows furrowed one moment, his face darkened the next.

Fang Dongqiao saw this, smiled, walked over, and sat beside Gong Tianyu at the edge of the couch.

"Of course I know you're in charge now, but what about later? Are you still counting on Jiang Yifeng? I'm afraid this young master will be locked away for a decade or more, and when he finally gets out, will you still be able to hold on that long?" Jin Nanci sneered coldly.

So, Fang Dongqiao shared her worries and some thoughts on what to do after arriving at the Wild State with her family, telling them she might undertake something big, some secret work in the shadows, things that must never be discovered by others.

"Mysterious," Lu Xitong muttered as she returned to her seat, pulled out some snacks, and began to eat.

When the group climbed down from the carriage and walked toward the main gate, Fang Mingcheng and the Yun family approached, followed by a long line of maids and servants.

Liang Muqing kept her eyes on the old woman across from her, feeling that this elderly lady was especially tough, as if she feared nothing.

At this moment, the lunatic felt no embarrassment at all, only amazement: "They even hid it." His mood turned excited again; he opened the dialog box and began entering his account—well, with a single finger.

"Alright." Lost Memories didn’t think much of it, but upon seeing the silver set transferred from No Money, he instantly lost his composure.

Yang Xun, in order to survive, desperately tried to enter the tomb of Master Taiyi, and for that, he became a cold-blooded, heartless person. Yet, in the end, he died in that very tomb.

After Luo Mian had "inspected" Peng Haoming for several days, it was time for him to fetch the machine, and Weng Cai could finally leave this hellish place and enjoy a few comfortable days back in Gangong.

Ah Xin thought: Back then, when I was kicked off the Faeton, I landed right on Evelyn—so precisely that even a parachuting champion would have to give a thumbs up.

Although Zhang Tianxiang's attack had caught her off guard, Number Thirteen was not the type to sit and wait for death. As she flew in midair, she swiftly activated the holy artifact on her wrist, and in an instant, a transparent shield enveloped her entire body.

I paused, pointed at the inn, and said, "You go ahead, I’ll buy something and catch up." Then I took off running—the corner was just ahead, clearly where the person had turned. But when I got there, the figure was nowhere to be found. Surveying the silent streets, I couldn’t help but wonder if my eyes had deceived me.

A fleeting smile passed, yet no one in the team noticed; their attention remained fixed on the equipment, missing yet another chance to see the ice-cold beauty smile.

Several doors suddenly opened at the same time. The crowd was surprised, stunned for a moment, then rushed together toward the deck.

Just as the three paused their actions, preparing for the next round of offense and defense, a door in the corner of the hall was suddenly kicked open.