Chapter 49: The Truth

As Leng Rushuang approached Liu Wanyun, everyone's gaze shifted simultaneously to where Liu Wanyun stood!

"If I remember correctly, you must be Liu Wanyun."

Leng Rushuang's voice was crisp and melodious, yet brimming with authority!

Liu Wanyun hastily nodded, her body trembling slightly!

Even though she had met Leng Rushuang once before, and was herself a corporate general manager!

Yet, facing the imposing female God of War, Liu Wanyun found it utterly impossible to muster the self-assurance of a poised and formidable career woman!

"Reporting to the God of War, I... I am Liu Wanyun."

Gathering her courage, Liu Wanyun replied, though she dared not meet Leng Rushuang's gaze directly!

Leng Rushuang had previously investigated Lin Yu, and at the same time conducted a thorough audit of the entire Liu family......

"Cut the crap, open the bunker entrance." Holding a dagger against the team leader's neck, Dragon Thorn left no room for negotiation.

Just as he was about to question further, he saw the old madman Feng Xian collapse rigidly to the ground, immediately followed by a chorus of heavy snoring.

They had also noticed Wuming's condition. Having now successively slain eight top-tier experts of the True Martial Sect, the initial surge of exhilaration had worn off, and they were gradually calming down, beginning to feel genuinely concerned for Wuming.

After delivering these earnest and heartfelt words, Cheng Mianmian stepped away across the snowflakes into the distance. On the vast street, pedestrians were scarce, leaving only Ruan Zhinan's lonely and frail figure. He looked so pitiful, as though he were the one who had been abandoned.

However, both Wuming and Xingyue maintained expressions of absolute calm, as if the legs colliding at this very moment did not belong to them.

"The proud ultimate technique: Raging Prairie Fire!" Situ Xuan unleashed his most formidable move, and also the most powerful one he could currently master.

The masked giant frowned slightly, glanced back at the masked figure in black, and seeing the latter shake his head slightly, he withdrew his inner energy and walked back to the masked man's side.

"Connect the call." Through close cooperation with Lin Zhong, Dragon Thorn had accomplished the largest-scale human migration in human history. After two years of interaction, the two had come to understand and deeply respect one another. Although they still harbored doubts about the upcoming battle against the aliens, they were no longer as lost as before.

"Dragon Brother~" Dragon Thorn never expected that the very first thing Blue Fox would do upon entering was identical to Machi's move: pushing him directly to the ground!

"That's truly hellish—it's still a 2. However, the chief dealer had better not make any more moves; it would be wise to save at least one hand to eat with." Dragon Thorn's words were crystal clear: if the chief dealer reached out again, he would strike again just the same.

If you looked closely, you would notice that quite a few of the attendees at this banquet were even young men clad in military uniforms.

Meanwhile, when Chen Yuan rushed to Li Xueqi's hospital room, he found her safe and sound, calmly cooperating with the nurse on a psychological test.

The sea returned to its calm state; the trial was over. The youths who failed were utterly dejected, gazing from the shore at the distant wizard ship, with some even breaking into tears.

Luo Tian sat quietly beside the chessboard, observing the myriad phenomena contained within it, and could not help stroking his chin while nodding repeatedly.

Although his troops had already clashed with Walter during the daytime, meaning his soldiers would naturally be fatigued, wasn't the enemy facing the exact same conditions? Engaging in battle once more under identical exhaustion, Falvia's intention was to catch Walter completely off guard.

At the exact same moment, the other two cars carrying Sanada and Kato were stationed two streets away.

Beneath the fortress of Marasbourg, Lord Castor had already been defeated by Walter. Now, Walter's entire army had appeared in the vicinity of Aaron; there was no doubt that the mercenaries he had ambushed near Dumay had been completely wiped out by Walter.

With no one by her side right now to back her up, Qi Yujin did not dare to act too presumptuously toward Xi Ruoyan, especially with Nie Qingjue standing right beside them, which made her even more hesitant to throw herself into Xi Ruoyan's embrace.

The burly men around who had been sipping tea from their cups spat out water in unison, or choked and coughed on cigarette smoke. Having farmed for a lifetime, an annual income of twenty to thirty thousand was considered quite decent; working odd jobs away from home while living an austere life might allow one to save eighty to ninety thousand a year. But all of that paled in comparison to two cars worth a combined three million.

Upon hearing Xing'er's words, Luhua's first reaction was that Xing'er was about half a year older than eldest sister Rumei and had already reached adulthood (笄). If second uncle was keeping Xing'er at home, he must be having her prepare her own trousseau and wedding attire. Since Xing'er needed to find work, could it be that she had no intention of marrying at all?

Raindrops pattered against the blue bricks and grey tiles, producing a rhythmic, crackling sound. What one might have expected to be noisy only made the late night feel even more tranquil.

There was no sound. She twisted the door handle—it was unlocked. Pushing the door open, she turned on the light. A booming sound came from the window, accompanied by the sharp screech of a cat.

A man who truly loved her, if he were to encounter such a situation, his very first reaction should be to ask if she was safe. But he did not; he merely sent his subordinates to search her bathroom and dressing room for a burglar.

Zhao Qingshan would still send messages to Ji Weiyan, just as she used to, sharing various trivial matters of her daily life with him.

Mu Zilan ate while sighing with emotion. The period of time from Qingjiu County to Yongjing City was the most comfortable Mu Zilan had experienced since her father's passing. She didn't need to think about anything, nor did she need to worry about anything. Every day when she opened her eyes, she had no idea what she would do next, spending all her time eating, drinking, and playing—truly leisurely.

Old Wang holstered his gun, grabbed the man by the collar, raised his palm, and delivered a flurry of alternating slaps until the man's face was bruised and swollen before finally stopping.

"The woods up ahead are not deep primeval forests, so there shouldn't be any thick vines. Unless we run all the way back to the Sun family to fetch a rope, but that would waste too much time." Shotao muttered thoughtfully.

"The Grand Archprelate doesn't require you to hold him off. You should assist Count Philip, and ideally the two of you can cut down Dogus, cutting off one of the Pope's arms." Shotao said.