Chapter 53: Reunion of the Two Families

He Daixing looked at Tong Xueyan and said, "It's not impossible for you to rent a house, but that place is at the foot of the mountain, quite far from the production team headquarters and carries a high risk. If anything happens, I won't take responsibility."

"Ah? It's that far? Let me think about it." Hesitant, Tong Xueyan looked at the group of educated youths and her piles of luggage, and finally gritted her teeth and agreed.

"Alright, Team Leader, in order for me to get a good night's sleep and to better serve the motherland in the future, I—"

Tang Monk put on the brocade kasaya bestowed by Guanyin, and once dressed, he really looked the part. The treasures embedded on the kasaya gleamed brilliantly, oozing high-end status—at a glance, it was clearly no cheap street stall item.

She was very satisfied with the current state of affairs, so she safely followed Bai Zhenzhen into the main hall. Fearing that Bai Zhenzhen would immediately call over a crowd of friends to chat, she gently pinched her wrist, and as Bai Zhenzhen turned her head to look at her, she slightly narrowed her eyes.

Guanyin praised that the Heart-Following Eight-Diagram Furnace was truly a marvelous item. Lord Laozi was absolute genius and a master inventor of the Journey to the West world, well-deserving of the title, though unfortunately, he did not walk the righteous path.

However, his words still touched me, allowing me to glimpse into his inner self, which was sincere and kind. Such a person should surely be granted a wonderful ending by the heavens, right?

"Why are you only just getting here? Where is old man Wei?" Suddenly, a frivolous voice rang out from behind me.

Just as she was taking off her headphones, Lin Xiran happened to overhear this exact sentence. Instead of panicking, she calmly and composedly looked around at the classmates who loved to maliciously slander her, still remembering how Xu Mo had previously mocked her by calling her an ostrich.

When we returned home, we were completely exhausted. Summer fell asleep right in the car; we hurriedly ate, washed up, and went back to our rooms to sleep.

"What are you peeking at?" Chen Jiashi caught Wu Zhian's gaze and asked with a smile. His five senses were much sharper than ordinary people's.

Lu Jiqiao and I maintained our face-to-face posture, and seeing this, Yan Fenglan's displeasure was written all over her face.

Jing smiled, leaning back and forth. After laughing, she dragged Li Shenheng to the supermarket, bought all the ingredients, and started making pastries with her own hands.

Character Profile: Elder Sang is a senior researcher affiliated with the current Alliance Branch Base, specializing in technological weapons and biochemical viruses. He has an eccentric personality and extreme narcissism, making him quite unbearable to most people.

Hearing this, Hua Lianlian immediately withdrew her sword and retreated swiftly, pulling a distance of five meters away from Xie Zhiyuan.

Sitting there, Sang Zhi was occasionally glanced at intentionally or unintentionally by Men Shaoting, making her feel as if she were sitting on pins and needles. Every bit of her was uncomfortable, and the feeling was indescribable.

"Are you saying... that the Protectors and the Phantoms had spies planted among them long ago?" Field Mouse's face darkened, the arm resting on the table clenched abruptly, and his tone turned heavy.

In the endless fires of war, someone will always emit a dazzling radiance, but the overwhelming majority will only turn into the dust of history, forging the thrones of heroes with flesh, blood, and bones. Regardless of the outcome of the war, only heroes are sung about in epic poems.

"If it were anyone else, I'd think they were a narcissist, but as for you—since you're the one saying this, I have nothing to say." Although this guy was joking, there was no sense of incongruity at all. He truly was exceptional to the point of being astonishing.

Originally, Bai Luli had been worried about encountering Wen Jian here, fearing it would be extremely awkward since he had previously been defeated by Wen Jian, and furthermore, Wen Jian was the one who had slain Ancestor Baixin and destroyed the family's grand formation. For all this, Bai Luli had no idea how to face an enemy stronger than himself.

Anyone with discerning eyes could tell that, apart from Xuyang, the other three were in a league of their own. Xuyang was essentially facing a three-on-one situation. Yet, looking at Xuyang's face, it was filled with confidence and sunshine, as if he didn't care in the least.

After all, in open combat, the Demon Clan would not fear the Yun Kingdom at all. It was precisely because of their repeated mistakes, being led step by step into traps, that they found themselves in such a passive predicament now.