Chapter 103: Exterminating the Werewolves
As night fell over the abandoned factory on the outskirts of the city, a waning moon hung in the sky. Within the facility, broken machinery and scattered scrap metal cast long shadows under the dim, yellow glow of the streetlights. The surroundings were silent, save for the rustling of the wind against the sheet metal. A group of burly, high-ranking werewolves, armed with firearms, dispersed to surround the factory tightly. Lucian, clad in a black leather jacket, walked up to several of his subordinates and asked, "Is that 'monster hunter'..."
Scenes from two hundred years ago, spent with Bai Ling’er, played on a loop—moments from their childhood, and memories from their high school days, all flickering incessantly.
Five bodyguards, clutching collapsible batons, charged toward Wu Tian aggressively. They swung their iron rods at him without a hint of mercy, the immense force generating a whistling sound as the metal sliced through the air.
In truth, with Boss Cao’s proposal already on the table, everyone understood what Chang Tian intended. However, Yuan Shao had to ask; it was a gesture befitting a leader who valued talent. Besides, Xiaoyong was still pondering how to peel off a portion of the Mortal-Shedding Seal to pass on to Xiaoqiu as an inheritance.
They had all become Sanctuary-level alchemists by now, and having nothing but time on their hands, they enjoyed refining pills daily, never having to worry about the necessary ingredients.
When Yu Ji spoke, he carried the aura of a transcendent master—composed, elegant, and ethereal. To put it in common parlance, he was exceptionally good at putting on a show.
With a large supply of goods in tow, the team began their return journey. During the trek, Lin Mu started considering a reorganization of the group. Having observed each member’s performance throughout the day, he felt it was time for appropriate adjustments.
Sara, who had been humming a song her mother taught her, saw Naruto and her expression dimmed instantly.
The Heavenly Dao of the Third Moon Realm, having grown stronger through such a divine treasure, would inevitably pay a price for its newfound power.
"Is that so? In that case, I will accompany you." With that, Murong Yan’er took my hand and led me into the house, leaving only Bai Xue and Xuan Yuanmei outside.
Meng Changsheng muttered to himself. Beside him, Li Jiaojiao grew increasingly puzzled. She always felt that her man seemed to know Li Chenzhou quite well, yet according to everything she knew, they had never even met.
At this moment, there was no one left in the shop. The vast space stood empty, and surprisingly, there wasn't even anyone there to greet customers, which felt truly bizarre.
She appeared somewhat powerless. Zhang Ren worried that she might still harbor feelings for Li Yuanhao and be reluctant to let go, trapping herself in such an awkward predicament once more.
Li Yuanhao said this merely for her to hear. She arched her brows and suddenly forced a smile, though it was deathly pale. A wave of dizziness washed over her, her legs went weak, and a chill spread through her entire body. Zhang Ren quickly steadied her, and she nodded to signal she was fine.
"Rest assured, my lord. Your subordinate will certainly keep Miss Shanhua safe." Ji Meng cupped his fists, stepped back, and vanished once again into the tall grass.
After the morning court session, Li Yuanhao went to her palace, where she had already set a table of food and wine. Li Yuanhao looked at her and reached out; she walked to his side, and he pulled her into his embrace.
"Crossing operational domains, command echelons, and geographical jurisdictions—is that the model for future warfare?" Guo Jiqiao couldn't help but cry out in astonishment.
Cheng Moyu closed his eyes slightly, looking weary, but Doudou saw more of his joy, which was accompanied by a faint smile.
Suddenly, twelve distinct voices came from behind. Mo Linghuan heard those familiar sounds and started, her body trembling in shock.
About ten minutes later, the gorilla exited the stage. As it reached the backstage area, it looked at Haotian Ming and Murong Moqing, thumped its chest, and let out two roars. It was then led away by its handler, and shortly after, the troupe leader arrived.