Chapter 57 Awakening

Some things, once the floodgates are open, rush forth with such torrential force that they can never be held back again.

Until today, Xia Zhiyu could still barely accept Xu Ning'an's self-justifying narrative. She hadn't meant to harm Jiang Heng; she was simply spoiled, timid, and innocent, terrified of the Master's punishment, and hadn't thought things through.

Yet now, upon reflection, that explanation completely fell apart! How could someone truly timid and innocent lie and frame others without a change in expression, and upon seeing...

Meanwhile, Zhao Liping's faction was filled with anxiety. After all, Chen Yi was such a disruptive troublemaker that he caught everyone completely off guard. Zhao Liping spoke briefly for a few rounds, and the rest of the people left.

Mo Ju blushed and quickly turned her head away, pretending to look elsewhere; Mo Gong also lowered his head and gave a dry cough, suppressing his laughter.

The Blind Monk approached from the river path. Once within range, he raised his toes slightly and initiated a Sonic Wave animation.

When the two of them stepped outside, Xiao Yi embraced Mu Lianxing by the waist, suspended in mid-air, both gazing into the void with puzzled expressions.

Such individuals often overthink everything, worrying day and night that their misdeeds will eventually come to light. Not only does their wealth end up like drawing water with a bamboo basket—completely in vain—but they themselves get dragged down into ruin, either hacked to death by vengeful rivals or spending the rest of their lives behind bars.

"By the way, where is Chihuo?" Chen Yun scanned the surroundings, having not seen Chihuo since the very beginning, and asked out of curiosity.

The night was deep. A half-hidden waning moon hung in the sky, while a few firefly-like stars flickered dimly in the distant firmament. The streets were pitch black, you could not see your own hand in front of your face.

Within mere moments, the steamship came to a halt. As it turned out, someone had gone and eliminated the helmsman steering the vessel.

Naturally, she also knew that her words sounded somewhat unrealistic, given that the strength of the Omens Team was obvious to all. Moreover, Wang Yao's style was always to stay silent until making a stunning breakthrough; their target was unmistakably the nation's premier league arena, the LPL.

"Who are you people?" Chu Yi demanded sternly. However, upon arriving, these individuals said not a single word. Catching sight of Chu Yi and the others, they raised their weapons and charged straight at them.

"He's different, isn't he? He doesn't usually come around here. How was I to know he'd drop by today? Besides, he wouldn't just barge in randomly," Xing'er explained.

"Hmph, you refuse a toast only to drink a forfeit!" On the other side, seeing the two masked men get serious, Li Yanhong felt half of her pent-up resentment instantly vanish. She proudly lifted her chin, as if she could already see Jiang Zhan kneeling before her to beg for forgiveness.

Li Ming远 smiled and high-fived David once again—both men shared a mutual passion for venture capital, making it much easier for them to empathize with and understand one another. Zeman possessed a typical British entrepreneurial mindset, holding a natural aversion to taking risks. It was precisely because of this steady composure that Li Chen selected him to helm the enterprise.

Mankind was a race favored by the gods, the paramount spirits among all living creatures, harboring far more spiritual energy within their bodies than any other living beings.

Ding Man's mouth curled into a smile as he lifted the lid of his dice cup. Astonishingly, every single die showed a six. At this sight, Zhao Zixian was struck with utter shock, nearly crying out in alarm.

Almost instantaneously, Gao Rang's corpse melted into a puddle of bloody water. His clothes, hair, bones, and flesh vanished in the blink of an eye, leaving only a steaming pool of blood bubbling away on the bluestone-paved floor of the tea room.

Sophie had originally planned to come over with Li Chen to take a look, but Davielle had recently been organizing Li Chen's Hong Kong properties, inspecting each villa one by one, and had dragged Sophie along with her.

"If Young Master has official duties to attend to, there is no need to make a special trip to accompany me. It's just a follow-up consultation; Fuping and Yunzhu will be quite enough to accompany me," Yanyu said as calmly and nonchalantly as possible.

"Heh, you don't understand," Zeng Qihui said. "The successor of the Tan cuisine lineage didn't even sign up for the competition. Do you know why?" He looked at Rong Yu with a rather smug expression.

Su Li abruptly snapped his eyes open from the darkness and let out a heavy breath. Frowning, he sat up, pulled out a lighter to ignite a cigarette, and smoked in silence—one after another—as panic and despair continuously surged into his heart.