Chapter 162: Apprehension

Bai Tao sat inside the detention room, having just finished his meal. A duty soldier entered to clear away the bowls and chopsticks.

Seated on the chair, he secretly counted the days. He had been brought in on the 5th, and nine days had already passed; today was the 14th. He had originally bought a train ticket for the 12th to return home, but now...

Even with Bai Tao's composed nature, a sense of anxiety began to well up in his heart.

He wondered how things were going with Bai Jianren, though given that slippery fellow's nature, Xie...

"This is my business card." Jing Sheng Susu also tossed out her own card. Since they were mutually promoting each other's professions, she wouldn't stand on ceremony either.

The hardcore fan number two got up from the table right after finishing his drink, climbed directly onto the carriage parked outside the tavern, and drove off in a flurry.

"Once the Rainbow Bridge of Light stabilizes, it'll be a success." Kalila nodded, stepping forward just in time to enter the passageway. Her current body was in a miraculous position, half in the Upper Realm and half in the Bone Realm. A familiar yet unfamiliar aura washed over her, and she took a deep breath.

A massive palm print struck the black mantis, smashing it into the dirt and causing its entire body to burst instantly into a pool of blood.

The comments from the "Shield-Cold" CP fans were the most numerous. Usually, they kept to their own niche and nurtured their fantasies in secret, terrified of being scolded if they stepped out.

Others wore looks of disdain; the tall poppy gets cut down first, and there would naturally be people willing to deal with such a conceited fellow.

"Darn it, this Su Jie is going a bit too far!" Han Qi muttered, somewhat exasperated and amused when she saw Han Yi's appearance.

The Purple side's jungler Master Yi player, "Kailuo," saw an opening and immediately cast "Alpha Strike" targeting Ashe, activating his E skill to instantly boost his attack power by 40 points as he relentlessly hacked away at Ashe.

"You aren't allowed to belittle yourself like that." Lin Rui embraced her, her face pressed against his chest as she felt the strong and steady heartbeat within.

At this moment, Xuan Guang, seeing Xuan Long speak to the old man in such a manner, suddenly furrowed his brow and tugged at Xuan Long, signaling him not to be so arrogant.

Having stabilized the injuries of Sovereign Chu, Xia Wushuang, and the others and properly settled them down, he returned.

Lin Rufan knew very well that the bodies of Rose and Lightning were extremely weak right now. Most importantly, Lin Rufan had stripped away everything related to enchantment from both of their bodies, leaving their vital energy severely depleted.

The guard flew backward, spitting out a mouthful of blood along with a few teeth, and crashed heavily onto the ground.

Yet now, his father's mark had ultimately been ground to dust. How astonishing must the profound arts of those two individuals be?

Then, these willow branches began to expand, followed by a contraction, much like a person breathing. In just a few short seconds, they completely swallowed up the piercing purple flames they had impaled.

"Who could believe such a thing without seeing it with their own eyes? A Dao cultivator actually using the arts of us Demonic cultivators—truly, the longer you live, the stranger things you see." City Lord Shuanghua clicked his tongue in wonder, dripping with obvious sarcasm.

However, when they saw Fang Chuan slaughter so many experts from the Saint Disciple Sect in a single move, they were utterly dumbfounded.

After all, people from various major factions had lost two or three dozen men to Jiang Hao on two separate occasions; how could they so easily let go of their hatred and instead offer apologies and kowtow to their enemy?

Three Nine-Star Grandmasters, thirty-seven Eight-Star Grandmasters, and ten Seven-Star Grandmasters—this force was overwhelmingly powerful, peerless across the entire Zhonghai City.

Feng Wushuang was supported by these people into the house. The lighting inside was very dim and filled with a pungent odor, and the few pieces of furniture were scattered and covered in dust. However, Park Hae-jin was nowhere to be seen inside, leaving Feng Wushuang baffled.

"Status doesn't guarantee anything absolute. You must remember that earlier, the second son of the Ye family's patriarch came here to stir up trouble and was directly slain by Young Master Wushuang without even a single penny paid in compensation."

"..." Situ Haoyu's pupils constricted slightly, a flash of wild joy lighting up the depths of his eyes. He suddenly lunged forward and planted a deep kiss on her lips, kissing her until both of them were slightly intoxicated before they finally parted.

Xue Mantian gave a grim laugh, tipped his toes, and leaped out of the window, vanishing into thin air in the blink of an eye.