Chapter 36: Impressive

The next day.
Early in the morning, Ye Chen drove his BMW to the Qin household.
He called Qin Sisi on the phone.
On the other end, Qin Sisi’s voice was hazy, clearly still asleep.
Ye Chen felt a bit annoyed—she’d asked him to come so early, yet she was still lying in bed!
He grumbled under his breath...
Mo Xiaosheng succinctly recounted what had happened in Death Valley, leaving Ouyang Hongxue and Cherry utterly dumbfounded, frozen in disbelief.
“To catch the bandit, one must seize the leader first—that’s exactly what I intend to do!” Lian Meng retorted without hesitation, then her delicate figure moved as she was the first to make a dash toward Mu Xingkong.
Since he’d already told Zhao Peipei, there was no need to keep Long Bo’s collection secret anymore. With more people vying for it, wouldn’t the copyright of “Night Demon Wolf” appear more important?
Li Tianyi, Zhuge Tong, and Lin Huayong took advantage of the car following the temporary road used for transporting sand, advancing deeper until they reached a sand pit.

But the elderly man, his hair snowy white, did not answer her question directly, instead focusing intently on her outstretched palm.
She was already fifty-eight this year, yet looked barely over fifty, and when she smiled it was like a child’s, her brows gently curved, giving an impression of warmth and kindness. Even if Xie Shuning didn’t look, she knew that smile wasn’t meant for her mother or the siblings.
When the spring banquet at Prince Duan’s mansion arrived, the matron of the eldest branch personally sent someone to invite Lady Song from the third branch, so they could go together.
Moreover, everyone noticed that Chen Yaling’s stamina seemed to be waning, her punches slowed a little, and she was breathing harder.
Seeing Carl’s long-lost demeanor, Bloody Mary couldn’t help but let out a snicker, though she said nothing.
Carl took what Xiao Long said as a joke, and Xiao Long laughed as well, but sometimes ignorance is truly fearless—Xiao Long himself didn’t know why he told him all that today.
“It’s such a surprise to run into you!” Guo Yi was genuinely delighted, for he hadn’t expected that a simple hike would lead him to meet Zhou Zhou.
But when he glanced sideways, he saw his sisters watching him with eager eyes, constantly swallowing their saliva.
“Ma’am, you’re back. Why do you look so pale?” Aunt Mei immediately stepped forward to ask as soon as she entered.
Shen Ya absorbed a great deal of spiritual energy, which coursed through her body and was expelled again in large part.
The royal fans, eyes red throughout the match, now completely at ease; with a lead of 5,200, EVS could no longer stir up even the slightest ripple.

He Yifeng watched Wu Ling step by step toward the open-air balcony. Since the troubles between them began, that balcony had become Wu Ling’s favorite place to linger.
Ming Nan understood clearly that Yu Lu was using this incident to vent her anger; letting her release it was good, lest it fester and eventually cause real harm.
At this moment, several people sat before her, among them some notorious slackers rumored to be hopeless, all smiling with a naive and endearing expression.
Soft and warm, with a faint milky scent—just holding her made him feel his soul soothed.
The body she had preserved for Qi Yu with painstaking effort was taken tonight by the vile man he had arranged.
Meanwhile, each collision sent waves of force rippling from the point of impact, like fireworks blooming in the sky, one after another, brilliant and splendid.
Liang Yongbai seemed to have been practicing since birth; his moves were truly honed to perfection.
Ahead, the bodyguard Emily had called Nana turned and handed Fatty a card—also edged in yellow, but bearing the insignia of a Major in the Imperial Guard. Next to the rank was a medal, the anti-terrorism commendation he had been awarded.