Chapter 37: An Attentive Listener

At these words, Li Jing and Ye Chen looked at Qin Sisi in astonishment.

Li Jing was puzzled. Qin Sisi had messaged her last night, chatting briefly and mentioning she had found a driver. How had he suddenly become a friend overnight?

Ye Chen, on the other hand, was a bit surprised as well. Hadn’t Qin Sisi always been at odds with him? Why would she be speaking up for him now?

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It was precisely because of this that Gu Feng launched his charge, determined to challenge Player 8 for the turn. Otherwise, given his temperament, he would have long since sold out his teammates and sabotaged the game. But Chaisang was crucial to the State of Wu. Now that Chaisang had fallen, the gateway to Jiangdong lay wide open, and he had no idea what to do next.

Still, it was better than those doctors who deliberately extorted money, treating patients like sheep to be fleeced—knowing there was no chance for a cure, yet still persuading them to buy expensive cancer medication, draining every last bit of their savings.

Jiang Fei glanced at the others drinking their porridge, then silently stepped outside into the courtyard. Breathing in the sweet, untainted air, free from any chemical odor, he felt a bit intoxicated.

"Sun Jian?" Zhang Mo repeated the name upon hearing it. As the founder of Eastern Wu, Sun Jian had always piqued Zhang Mo’s curiosity.

In Jiang County, you’re bound to encounter Director Jiang Fei. If you do, be sure to be polite and warm—don’t provoke this young doctor. He’s not someone to be underestimated.

Wang Yueyue noticed that the young internet café owner, after being absent for days, finally crawled back to work. She had initially planned to give him a piece of her mind.

This round was even more absurd—the Seer’s first scan was on her, and she was accused of being a wolf. Two accusations at once—what nonsense!

Guo Jia, channeling the Azure Dragon through his veins, roared, his wide sleeves billowing. Suddenly, blood vessels ruptured one after another, and enormous azure dragons, devouring the blood mist, lunged at the blood beast.

Who could have guessed that the dexterous Mr. Handy, with only one mechanical arm left, seemed not to notice him at all? He swept past the platform ahead and entered the adjacent room.

They couldn’t see the realm of fire, nor could they see the Windfire Dragon, or the energy link between Junziyang and the Windfire Dragon.

A long silence followed the previous words, with no response. Only after some time did they hear Sister Yaqin’s faint reply: “I don’t know.”

In an instant, the White Tiger, Black Tortoise, and Vermilion Bird Generals unleashed their most powerful techniques.

“Then you must be a recruited member of a bounty group, right? Which group are you with?” The young woman stared at Junziyang with curiosity.

Seeing Zhu Fen’s crazed antics, everyone present was at a loss, staring wide-eyed as if watching a ridiculous monkey perform.

That beautiful woman, having said the wrong thing, was slapped herself, only to see Zhang Shaogang slap her again.

At this moment, Xiao Ran’s mournful expression was a far cry from his usual domineering, sly old fox demeanor.

Barely had she gotten into the car when Wang Yiming called to inform her that his flight had already taken off and that he wasn’t on the same plane as them.

The Demon King worried that Xiao Li was already drunk—he had indeed drunk far too much, and his stomach might be feeling terrible by now.

“Unless you’re one of those professions that can directly create food using mysterious powers, you can’t ignore these things,” Hua Qingkong said.

Yet, in his heart, he was already considering how to borrow some “treasures” from the elders of his sect.

Suddenly, a slender figure dressed in black appeared, holding an oil-paper umbrella to shield her from the ominous clouds overhead.

In a flash, she saw Xianxian running at the very front, with Xiao Li and several others being dragged along behind—a sight that nearly drove her to despair.

A massive blood-red sword shadow, cleaving through the lightning, came crashing down on the sharp horn of that monstrous head.

With no other choice, Sun Shangxiang could only look awkwardly at Diao Chan. In the end, she decided to squeeze in with her, though she was too embarrassed to say it aloud.