Chapter 40: Three Large Parcels

"A package?"
"For us?"
Today is May Fourth Youth Day, and the educated youth at the farm have been granted a day off.
Mu Wanguan woke up a bit late today. It was already seven o'clock, and she had just crawled out of bed, not even having washed her face yet.
Hearing Zhao Yanqiu knocking at the door, she went to open it, a tuft of hair still sticking up on her head, her mind not yet fully awake.
"Yes, it's for you. It's in the farm's storage room; don't forget to go pick it up," Zhao Yanqiu said, looking at the still-drowsy Mu Wanguan.
"Go? Of course I'm going! For such a grand event, I simply must liven things up!" Luo Xu turned and walked away.
In the midnight cave, the entire forest outside had become deathly silent. Occasionally, the sound of birds chirping echoed through the sky, filling the earth with an eerie and desolate atmosphere that made one’s skin crawl and cold sweat break out involuntarily.
Looking at her second sister before her, and thinking of everything she had done for her over the years, Luo Jing’s heart trembled slightly. She secretly resolved that from now on, no one would ever be allowed to bully her second sister again.
Just as Xiao Han was worried that these people might suddenly fly into a rage and pin the big-mouthed Chai Shao to the ground for a beating, Chai Shao was the first to spot Xiao Han.
This time, no one answered, as they couldn't make up any more lies... Commoners always hold the most unrealistic fantasies about the upper-class life they cannot reach, always believing that those people live differently from them, and that is what makes them "upper-class."
"Director Wang didn't mention this to me. Wasn't this matter already set in stone? How could there be a change?" Lin Feng felt a bit puzzled.
Dong Yifeng formed seals with his hands, his figure rising into the air. The rich power of the water laws transformed into a vast ocean; the seawater turned into swords, and the moonlight into blades, heading straight toward Feng Xun. Huangfu Shiqing frowned, glanced at Dong Haitian and the Fox Emperor, thought for a moment, but decided not to speak.
Luo Sheng's breakfast was absolutely satisfying. Xu Yanxia ate with a look of pure happiness and spoke instinctively.
If he were in his prime, he wouldn't say he could kill this third-generation vampire in seconds, but a complete victory would certainly be possible. However, now, he could at most fight to a draw. The vampire also knew he wasn't my match; it was only when he saw Huang Yongwei attack me that the concern on his face vanished, and he turned to grapple with Huang Yongwei.
The flames on the Blazing Lion were truly terrifying, but compared to the Samadhi True Fire, they still lacked a certain intensity.
"It really looks like a dead city." Tie Futu was now incredibly sensitive to the aura of life, so he felt it at once: this former holy land of the Demon Seeds, the City of Paradise, was now nothing but ruins.
"Mother, we came back this time because there is something we need to discuss with you." Seeing that Mrs. Zhou's expression was still poor, Yun Xiang hurriedly spoke up.
The Demon Seed warriors felt an overwhelming pressure, as if one more step forward would crush them under the weight of ten thousand tons of rock.
"Before the Supreme Emperor, I speak only the truth. Aside from you, I have no desire to marry anyone else," Mo Rongzhan said in a low voice. He knew she still held Wentian in her heart, but he believed that time would change everything, and he had enough patience to wait for her.
"What, is it such a disadvantage to recognize me as a cousin?" Zhao Xian said with a smile, yet there was a faint hint of threat in his tone.
"Forget it, we can't fight here, or the painting will be ruined!" The Sect Master of the Xu Han Sect suddenly returned to his seat and sat down heavily, a look of melancholy in his eyes.
"Your Highness, I will have someone deliver the secret recipe to you. Whatever you do, you must think three times before acting," Lady Lu said.
Hmph, serves her right. Sigh, now that I think about it, I should have bullied her a few more times back then; what a waste.
He opened his mouth, not knowing how to bring up these concerns to a ten-year-old child, so he could only drag them to the restaurant to carefully question them about the negotiation process.
However, he ran for a long time without finding a way out. Seeing the sunset fading away, he felt a faint sense of danger in his heart, which was why he stopped.