033, Carrying Out the Mission
At two thirty in the afternoon, at Jiayuan Square.
Lin Mi sat in the outdoor seating area of a café. Fortunately, the sun was mild today, and with the protection of the parasol, the temperature was quite comfortable. After finishing procedures for her new shop, she had driven straight here, grabbed a quick meal to settle her lunch, and then picked a spot to begin her stakeout.
According to information trending on the system, the owner who had lost something would appear here around three o'clock.
With a reluctant nod, she followed Yu inside and sat by the bedside, her gaze fixed on her thighs, silent and withdrawn.
With a shout that bordered on madness, the order of reincarnation revealed itself. In the blink of an eye, the Supreme Leader entered the cycle, returning instantly to the very moment when Chen Xi first entered the Motherland of Ten Thousand Paths.
All those items belonged to Liu Yansong as spoils of war. Although everyone looked on with envy, no one voiced any objection. After all, Liu Yansong was both their benefactor and someone whose strength deterred any thoughts of encroachment.
This was undoubtedly an earth-shattering event that caused a great stir. Many of Han Yan's fans expressed their utter shock.
Earlier, that man had already boasted that he could remove him at any time. Considering such bold claims, Liu Yansong privately guessed that this fellow's elders must hold at least the rank of a Military Commission member.
After hearing the Knight's admonition, Lian Yin didn't hesitate for a moment. He drew the Silver Wing Bow of nineteen, and with the bowstring fully drawn, loosed a magical arrow at the black sphere trapped within the greenish evil ice energy.
Once they'd finished speaking, the two left the dueling arena together. The Blood Rose was right—in her own duel today, it was best for her to remain at her peak. Even if challenged, she would refuse. The reason was simple: after two matches, Yu was truly exhausted. If she were chased by enemies again, the trouble would be immense.
"By the way, is it all right to just leave Kennan somewhere?" Holo, now back in her puppy form, lay atop Elric's head and asked in confusion.
When the blood-red mist dissipated and Xueling vanished, only a few bones and tattered clothes remained. Yu was taken aback by the sight and couldn't help but look over at the Blood Rose.
Meanwhile, the French army seemed to face two other possible routes: one, to turn southward along the Setúbal Bay toward Lisbon; the other, to head north, detour via Coruche, and then move south to Lisbon.
"Uh? As an assistant? Director Ouyang, don't tell me you've really fallen for me?" I cast my gaze slowly over Ouyang Feier.
"But how can we find Huang Ying? If we could, we wouldn't have needed to invite you," Shu Yao said.
Every time it felt like a farewell between life and death. Li Min bit her lip, her eyes full of worry; Song Honghong's eyes grew red-rimmed. Who knew whether, after this return, there would be another? I could offer no guarantees—the world was steeped in bloodshed, and I could not withdraw; the next step was always unpredictable.
Not long after hanging up, Fan Xiao called again. Ran Sinian answered with patience.
The proprietress said nothing more, simply eating in silence, lost in her own thoughts. I didn't ask further, instead sifting through my own thoughts. After finishing the meal, I rested briefly. No matter what, being able to get out was already a stroke of great fortune.
Thinking of this, he couldn't wait to open the trading device again, eager to check the hidden attributes page to see if any responses had come to his many pleas for help.
A flood of pain, guilt, and self-reproach surged in my heart. "Darling, you've worked so hard," I murmured, gently pressing a kiss to Feier's furrowed brow, hoping to smooth away her worries even in sleep.