Chapter 41: Hunting the Bear!

"I certainly don't want to go back and hide in a prison cell." Reluctantly and helplessly, she still actively chose to retreat into the hyper-dimensional space of the golden hairpin within the spatial ring.

When everyone woke up and looked at the six divine sons, the latter were already sitting quietly and steadily at the first round table, waiting for everyone for quite some time. There were no six guqins in sight, nor any sign of the six divine sons performing on stage.

On the other side, Lin Fan, having returned to his residence, was likewise kneeling before Zheng Feiyu with an expression of intense grievance, listening to his furious rant.

He slumped into the sofa with hollow eyes, yet his gaze drifted from time to time toward the trash can that emitted an unusual fragrance. Finally, succumbing to helplessness, he silently picked up his phone and ordered food delivery.

Now that the jade pendant was missing from Zheng Zi'an's belongings, had it been lost, or had it been taken by the true culprit who murdered him?

None of these women necessarily held any genuine respect for the Imperial Eldest Grandson; missing his birthday banquet was, in their minds, nothing of any real consequence.

Yet perhaps it was precisely the exceptionally tedious and dull nature of college life that caused this incident to become wildly popular, instantly sweeping across the trending search lists of major universities.

"Fatty, why don't we go and flip his stall over? He simply has no manners, this is going too far," a bearded man who also ran a skewer stand said, his face full of indignation.

Therefore, after activating the protective array within the room, Jiang Yishu stepped once again into her personal mustard-seed spatial realm.

"Your father!" A roar echoed out. Suspended in mid-air, it beat its chest forcefully with both hands, letting out a thunderous bellow.

He did not want Ye Chunfeng to see that he was in a good mood at the moment, so he tried his best to keep his expression utterly blank.

The divine senses transmitted by the two women both avoided Xun Yi. Given their status, entering into such a collusion demanded extreme caution, especially for Yu Chan—she must leave no tangible proof whatsoever if it could be avoided. Yet, judging solely by their expressions, Xun Yi could still discern a thing or two.

Fairy Minglan finally retreated, knowing full well that she could no longer save this person who was bent on seeking death.

The provisional time-travel assembly was convened on the twenty-sixth day of the twelfth lunar month. With the New Year drawing near, this assembly had only two agenda items: whether or not to dismiss Jiang Beiming from his position as the supreme military commander, and whether or not they should lend credence to Tao Min's words.

"Yao Chun must be happy now. What did Madam Yao say? Did she accept Sun Tianhao's marriage proposal?" Cheng Yiyi asked.

That evening, as they approached a dirt slope beside a mountain stream, they spotted a dozen thatched houses with a wine shop banner fluttering on a pole.

Seeing her like this, Jiang Yichen could not help but offer a wry smile, yet his gaze never shifted, remaining fixed tightly upon her.

Unlike others, she had never actually hooked up with Tony Stark because Lin Tao once urgently needed Green Goblin explosive pumpkins and made a forced visit to Tony Stark, interrupting the passionate temporary mandarin ducks.

Without even thinking, Huang Tianwang knew that Longhu Mountain must be in extreme peril at this moment. With Celestial Master Zhang's strength, it was simply impossible to block the assaults of the two Tribulation-stage powerhouses, Fang Qinghan and Mo Jingtao. Yet, even knowing this, what could be done?

Erica, your first mission is to contact the other arms companies and trade Green Goblin explosive pumpkin manufacturing technology for the Green Goblin suit technology.

The heavy door closed shut behind him. Mo Xi tapped the tip of her nose with her finger as a lingering, faint fragrance drifted through the air.

His joy was genuinely and clearly transmitted to Jinghong. For some reason, Jinghong actually felt an impulse to weep along with him.

Divac felt somewhat annoyed, but defense was never his forte. While the Kings' defense was very strong, it was evidently their offense that was even more formidable.

"President, is there something you need? James and I are currently executing an agreement; you can speak of other matters later," Master Wen smiled.

Upon touching this overwhelming aura, Luo Qingcheng's face instantly turned pale, showing how grueling the pressure was for her. Yet she found herself unable to speak a single word. Suppressed by Xia Tian's aura, merely resisting was already a tremendous struggle—how could she possibly spare the effort to speak?

"He arrived long ago. Teacher Feng, you should hurry over. If you're late and the Eldest Prince becomes displeased, it will affect you," the shy man urged nervously, stopping short with an expression of hesitation.

As soon as his voice fell, without the slightest warning, the entire group surged explosively toward Xia Tian. Lü Tingting was stunned for a moment before charging forward as well.

In less than ten minutes, under this topic thread that rivaled a live broadcast, there were already more than two hundred replies.

With yet another blocked shot, Mo Xi suddenly intercepted, catching Artest completely off guard. Like an assassin darting across nocturnal rooftops, Mo Xi silently snuffed out Artest's offensive play.

Xia Tian followed inside as well. Upon reaching the living room, he seated himself on the sofa and waited.

"The pond at Qujiang Company is too shallow to accommodate a soaring dragon. My Brother Yang possesses extraordinary talent and great ability, and will surely enter a top-tier organization in the future," Qiu Jianchun said concisely. Before successfully negotiating the price with Ning Chenggong, he did not wish to expose Yang Ren's supreme appraisal skills in front of him.

High in the air, a pair of wings spanning a full two meters instantly unfolded behind Yang Cong as he descended in a straight plunge.

Protected by the Giant tribe, the Demon army advanced step by step toward the narrow front line. With these mobile shields providing cover, Demon casualties had dropped significantly. If these Giants were not dealt with, the ultimate fate of the Human Allied Forces was bound to be tragic.

Gu Qiulin and Chen Yun descended in a disheveled state. The valley was in absolute chaos at the moment, riddled with craters and billowing dust.