Chapter 129: Hunter? Or Prey?
"Oh! We meet again."
Li Changsheng squeezed himself between Alice and Jasper with a smile, cast a glance at Alice, and then, as if no one else were present, snatched the bread from her plate and took a delightful bite.
Alice’s pupils contracted sharply. "It’s you!?"
She never imagined she would encounter Li Changsheng here.
Li Changsheng, however, felt nothing strange about it; he had just utilized his newly acquired Predator Victoria.
Though neither bore any signs of internal energy fluctuation, those below witnessed a shockwave erupt as the two collided, shattering the very air with the sheer force of their physical strength alone.
"Yi Jianfeng, you don't mean to use the influence of my Chu family to wipe out the remnants of the Li family, do you? That’s no problem at all. Once we reach the Chu estate, I will dispatch several experts to garrison the Li residence—a classic case of waiting for the hare to run into the tree stump—to round up every last remnant of the Li family!" Chu Kuang chimed in from the side.
The Silent Elder raised his eyes. Seeing Shen Jiannan’s profound respect, he made a palm-flipping gesture in the air. Confused, Shen Jiannan watched closely as the elder traced characters in the space between them. In an instant, the words "Silence speaks louder than sound" manifested in the air.
Unbeknownst to all, the song had reached its finale, and the instrumental accompaniment gradually faded away. In the center of the venue, several spotlights converged on the focus of everyone’s attention: Vice President Li Shaoping.
"Mu Yuan, that won't work right now. There is a beast tide outside. Even though you are a Golden Core stage demonic beast, there are simply too many of them. Their cultivation might be low, but their numbers are overwhelming. Wouldn't flying out there be an act of suicide?" Zhou Lei shook his head and said.
"You reap what you sow." Many seemingly accidental events do not actually stem from chance.
In the blink of an eye, Nie Zong forcibly twisted his dragon head. The black light slashed against his horn, severing it cleanly at the root until it vanished.
Just then, three figures appeared, dressed in rustic attire with bewildered expressions.
Five minutes later, the group boarded the bus once more, chatting and laughing as they headed toward the Jiangdong auditions at the Sesame Stage.
Some were transformed into balls of ghostly fire. Once a demonic beast broke through the ranks and touched that ghostly fire, it was instantly reduced to a skeleton, stripped of every scrap of flesh.
"How is this possible! Weren't your limbs crippled?!" Wan Sanqiang exclaimed in horror, his spear piercing through the air toward Chen Yi.
Nan Fang had been visiting the old man's hospital room more and more frequently these past few days. Seeing Sun Changjiang’s daily improvement under Shi Yi’s care brought relief, yet knowing the road to full recovery remained long, she felt deeply anxious.
Upon careful inquiry, she learned that Duan Shuitan’s grandmother was staying at her second uncle’s house, but had seemingly been terrified by something the previous night.
"What is she doing here?" The Princess of Gong felt her heart sink. Her anger unabated, she glared at the Prince of Gong with hateful eyes.
"Don't you want your phone back?" Seeing that Shi Yi ignored him and turned to leave, Fei Liangyan couldn't help but brandish his trump card—Shi Yi’s broken phone—dangling it in his hand.
Wang Xuanlong shook his head and smiled, "Don't worry, I will definitely return safely! Go straight home after school; don't wait for me." With that, he turned resolutely and walked out of the classroom. Old Zhou was still waiting outside, and the two headed downstairs together.
After unloading the cargo, Chen Ning, Wang Qiang, and the others returned to the militia headquarters. In the living room, Chen Ning asked Wang Zeming, "Brother Wang, who exactly is this Master Huang San?"
"Japan is the natural enemy of our China. A life-or-death battle to decide the fate of our nation is inevitable between our two countries," Chen Ning stated.
"A folk game? Passing the flower to the beat of a drum? What kind of flower?" The Emperor, intrigued by the unique name, asked with interest.
"That's right, it was because of her deceit! She deceived every one of us!" Fei Liangyan said excitedly, his voice little more than a low, guttural roar.