Volume One, Chapter 61: Conclusion

"Hello, Uncle and Auntie. I am Gu Nanxiao."
Stepping closer, Gu Nanxiao did not approach Mu Yao right away; instead, he greeted Mu's parents with utmost politeness.
Over there.
Atop the towering ancient tree at the finish line, a slightly slender figure stood quietly.
The Ford F650 Raptor itself could be custom-modified with explosion-proof chassis, bulletproof glass, and biochemical gas defense systems, provided one was willing to pour enough money into the manufacturer.
Seeing that she remained silent, Lin Han couldn't be bothered to waste any more words on her. Convinced she would talk once captured, Lin Han tapped his toes on the ground, causing the floor tiles to fracture instantly, and with a single spring, shot straight toward the man in black.
Yang Mei's pretty face flushed slightly. Overwhelmed by grief, she tightly embraced Long Jun and wept softly.
Seeing the powerful aura of rage unleashed by numerous experts across the plaza, Lin Han found it quite shocking, though he certainly wasn't foolish enough to shout slogans inviting those seeking revenge to come after him.
Although extremely excited inside, Lin Han did not show it. He now needed to find a quiet place to check his exact experience points and see how far he could break through.
A deafening explosion echoed from behind. Chen Feng had not yet completely cleared the blast radius, but he had reached the edge, losing a third of his health. Just as he ran to the stairwell, his opponent happened to crawl up to the landing.
At that moment, Chu Feiyan appeared, dressed in a magnificent white wedding gown and wearing a golden crown. Her breathtaking beauty, complemented by the luxurious attire, instantly captured everyone's attention, stunning the entire audience.
Lin Han recounted his plan, though he indeed hadn't asked about the hotel's specific location. Having someone purchase it at random was completely fine, especially since the system had been instructed to acquire it randomly in the first place.
Xia Weiliang was dozing off in the bathtub, half-asleep. Exhausted from fatigue, she actually fell asleep right there while soaking in the water.
Amidst his busy schedule, Lu Zhongze did not forget to guide An Xi regarding her work performance. Deng Li constantly refused to let An Xi return to the Brand Consulting Department. An Xi knew that her stance and Deng Li's were fundamentally opposed and could never be reconciled, but this was precisely the outcome Yang Kaihao desired—having someone to keep Deng Li in check.
Her gaze swept around the interior of the car, finding no bottled water, but she happened to catch sight of the car's ashtray beside her, which still contained some lingering ash and cigarette butts, presumably belonging to him.
Struck by a sudden flash of insight, Lin Yannian suddenly understood. She had previously wondered why this nonsense-spouting fellow kept running over to her place for no reason; it turned out to be because of this.
Seeing the situation, Pan Hu and the others found it difficult to press the matter further. After exchanging pleasantries and farewells, they each went their separate ways.
Hearing her brush it off as nothing, the anger that had just subsided in Yuwen Han's heart flared up all over again.
The first vassal king of Aoyue Kingdom with a different surname—Prince Yu, and also one of the very few cultivators in Aoyue Kingdom—possessed a strength that was truly unfathomable.
This elderly man was none other than the person on the second floor who had repeatedly placed bids for Lin Fan's talismans: Zuo Yan, the vice president of the Soul Cultivators Guild of the Wuyun Kingdom.
Yet his whereabouts were erratic; no one knew where he might appear, nor when he would once again cross paths in a battle of life and death with a powerful demon.
"Very well then, I won't ask anymore." Although somewhat disappointed, she did not wish to make things difficult for Ye Lishang.
Fu Shijin indeed eased his force considerably, yet he did not let go of her. Instead, he cupped the back of her head and kissed her with a touch of tenderness, coaxing her bit by bit, entangling inch by inch, stirring her into a gentle chaos.
I wanted to offer a few words of concern, but a voice deep within my heart warned me: Do not get close to him. Do not get close to him.