Chapter 64 Destined Bonds from the Past Life

Guan Yueyue lived in the residential area right next to the police station, which gave her an immense sense of security.

One day, as she was busy making instant noodles, Yuan Wu's voice drifted in from outside, "Third Young Miss, look who I've brought with me."

Guan Yueyue looked up, and her expression instantly froze.

The man smiled, walked in behind Yuan Wu, and politely greeted her as "Third Young Miss."

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This time, the Immortal Wood was of paramount importance. Moreover, many powerful factions had paid exorbitant sums to ensure the Xuanwu Auction House kept it a secret. Pressured by these circumstances, they had no choice but to conceal the identities of the owners of several red-level and black-level private boxes.

Of course, True Immortal Yuhua had favored Qingli from the very beginning. Although her innate talent was mediocre, she was extremely diligent, and the achievements she had attained today were proof enough of that. Back then, it was only due to pressure from her fellow sect members that she had been forced to put an end to her. Fortunately, Qingli did not die, but instead lived on with resilience.

Before going to sleep every night, he never forgot to call Qingli and little Feng. The two people he longed to see the most were not by his side. Although he tried his best to persuade his parents—his dad was a bit easier to reason with, everything depended on his mom—his mom had such a stubborn mule of a temper that nobody could ever talk her out of anything.

By past ten o'clock, the number of guests who had rushed to Rao Mingyang's home had already exceeded two hundred, easily surpassing twenty tables.

Raven had imagined her reaction upon seeing this man again countless times. Perhaps she would deliver a fatal blow, perhaps she would hurl vicious curses, or perhaps she would remain indifferent and treat him with cold apathy.

"Now it's mine, understand?" Shangguan Hao turned back to say, while paying off the money owed for the lavish feast, and then pulled Qingli upstairs.

The men who came to install the surveillance cameras were very disciplined. They did not enter Luo Yao's bedroom, nor did they enter Luo Yunfeng's bedroom. Therefore, Fat Cat, the Boss, did not let his brothers go into the bedrooms to cause a ruckus.

The traffic on the return trip was exceptionally good. It was just past three in the afternoon, a naturally quiet time, not to mention that the award ceremony was still underway at the Rose Bowl, leaving the southbound lanes of the highway almost completely clear of cars.

Qingxuan Town truly was a place where hidden dragons and crouching tigers resided. As Yang Xiao looked at the streets full of Post-Celestial martial artists and ordinary vendors, he no longer dared to harbor any contempt; any one of them might just be a powerhouse at the Innate Profound-Connecting Realm.

"Resources, I need copper coins, stones, wood, bronze, and food." The more Zhao Wuming spoke, the more energized he became. At the thought of the city upgrading, that trace of fatigue was once again chased away.

That man was a servant of the Han family and also a good friend of Han Xin, yet he had been banished from the Han family because of a single unintentional breach of rules by Han Xin. Although Han Xin tried his hardest to search for him, he only managed to unearth a single, untraceable piece of news—that servant had been shoved into a car by Demon Men from outside District 7 and taken away.

"Is that not allowed? Looking at you, it seems you already know about this Martial Arts Tournament. Why didn't you mention it before?" Tang Ming asked in confusion.

Drenched in fresh blood, the blade seemed even more gleaming, its edge fiercely flashing with a chilling light. Surrounding the blade, a pool of crimson gradually spread across the ground, as if Liu Hongming had stabbed the earth itself, causing it to bleed from the wound.

Ever since Yang Yi and his group stepped into this building, his acute sixth sense made him feel that they were already being watched by someone.

"What's your take on this matter?" Jin Shengzhe gazed at the highway dozens of meters away and asked Han Xin beside him.

The Green Emperor guessed that it was because the world where the Battle of Deification took place was somewhat special, preventing her power from extending there.

He had no intention of breaking the rules he had set for himself, nor did he feel anything was amiss. It was just that his hearing was now far superior to that of an ordinary person, capable of catching sounds that others could not, and in his current hearing, it sounded as though an argument was breaking out inside.

After a moment of thought, Li Daoran ignored the presence in the sky and instead hurried toward the location where the other imperial-level cultivators were gathered.