Chapter 39: Vegetable Dumplings

"Yes," Xia Qiqi nodded.

The light in Chuntao’s eyes suddenly dimmed. "But... this servant does not know where His Highness will be dining this evening."

Hua'er and Guo'er also busied themselves indicating that they were similarly unaware.

*Meow! How would a few maids in the cold palace know where Prince Jin is dining?*

True enough, Xia Qiqi had almost forgotten that the Yuhua Pavilion was now effectively the cold palace of the Prince Jin’s manor.

He had extracted this inner core directly from the body of a Black Wind Wolf; having been sealed immediately, it still radiated heat even now.

At that moment, the helicopter hovering in the air had just completed a turn; its tail was facing the trench, and it had not yet had time to rotate its nose.

Seeing Li Chuyi imitate him made Liu Gaoyang furious, but instead of lashing out, he merely sneered.

Zhonglin detailed the sequence of events to Lin Yun. After listening, Lin Yun first examined his father’s injuries and, seeing they were not serious, finally set his mind at ease.

Secondly, Yue Bailing told Chen Yang that the two had reached a temporary truce, instructing Chen Yang to wait for her return in District 99, as she had several questions to ask him.

Ghost Kites are exceptionally ferocious creatures; rotting flesh and decaying bones are merely snacks to them. Their preferred staples are death energy and resentment, as well as the vengeful spirits and malevolent ghosts condensed from such gloom.

When Ye Mo heard Jiang Hua’s words, although he truly did not want to move—not out of laziness, but because he was genuinely unable to—he remained still.

Pinching here and touching there, a pair of chubby hands roamed over his body for quite some time, and Li Chuyi sighed.

Thinking this way, the Fifth Prince felt relieved. Turning his gaze back to the arena, he saw that Lin Yun had already begun a fierce battle with the challenger of the eighth stage.

Pride also shone on their faces, for the Green Dragon Crescent Blade in Ye Feng’s hand had been forged with their combined efforts.

He had originally been fretting over how to explain his abilities to them, but it seemed he did not need to invent any excuses; they had already found excuses for him themselves.

"That guy is despicable. Should we step in and help?" Lucy looked at Li Shaoyang and asked. The way Tian Liang had looked at her earlier had already displeased her, and now that he was beating someone right beside them, she certainly could not let him have his way.

The items in her possession—from the Han sword and mirror given to Young Master He early on, to these "night-luminescent pearls" and "celestial jade dew" later—which one of them wasn't claimed to have been purchased from exotic merchants?

"Great King? Burning Prison?" Xiao Feng felt that everything was a tangled mess, like a snarl of hemp; there were too many threads involved to ever hope to sort them out.

"This thing was created by the vampires using modern technology. I have seen it before, but it has been gone for a very long time." Wu Haoming did not tell the Pope the truth, as he was the one who had originally gifted the Reaper to the Dark Pope.

Seeing this promotional gimmick from the Fasco Company, Jiang Ping could not help but sigh inwardly. It was no wonder they had grown their business so large; they truly possessed a team of innovative employees.

As for the others in the Thorn Bird Battle Alliance, there was no need to say much more. The scene of Su Hong flying into the sky earlier to command the entire Burning Demon Legion had been deeply etched into their minds, never to be erased; they would likely never forget it for the rest of their lives.

After a few minutes of conversation, the two payments stipulated in the agreement were settled in one lump sum. Mel declined Bei Hai’s invitation, wished him continued good fortune, and then left the pier, driving away in her car without looking back.

Jiang Ping’s words were the truth, and several tourists immediately stepped forward, offering to testify on his behalf.

As the guardian of the Absolute Domain Battlefield finished speaking, the phantom of the Bronze Divine Stele tore through the spatial plane and appeared high above the heads of Su Hong and his companions.