Chapter 40: Stirring Trouble Only to Be Controlled

Sang Ye nodded and said, "I know. You go inside and hide for a bit so you don't get hurt again."

Yaoyao was reluctant to go in. She stood to the side, her eyes fixed intently on Xie Jiazhen and the others, ready to rush forward and help at the first sign of trouble.

Seeing this, Sang Ye said nothing more.

She turned her head to look at Xie Jiazhen and the others, and asked with a sinking face, "Cousin, Third Aunt, what are you doing here?"

Xie Third Aunt glanced at the reporters standing on the outer edge.

Even so, Ding Hua still did not die. Moreover, due to the excruciating pain, he was denied even the relief of losing consciousness, left to struggle and wail helplessly on the ground, hoping someone might save him. But unfortunately, no such person existed here.

Mo Yufan tried his best to avoid staying at home, though the most dangerous nighttime hours still required him to remain indoors. After all, there was still the menacing presence of Prompt Two to watch out for.

Despair tinged with unwillingness flickered in the eyes of Jiang Zichen and Jiang Xuan. Just as that faint blue light came piercing through the void, a sudden change occurred.

Upon receiving the news that his father had been beaten and injured, Feng Kai hurried straight back home and summoned a private doctor.

Che Ze's reputation was too grand, and the Che family's deterrence was too fierce; no one dared to provoke them, so everyone kept a respectful distance from Pang Feng.

Qin Tian, however, was unaware that the fly buzzing around Xue Ling'er had designs on stepping over him in order to win Xue Ling'er's favor.

Afterwards, Kakashi took Inuzuka Hana back to the Hidden Stone Village, leaving behind only the corpses of Li Yun and Uchiha Izumi.

An elder with a crane-like complexion and youthful hair gently stroked his long beard, exuding an otherworldly aura. His voice carried dignity and arrogance, "We are offering you a once-in-a-millennium opportunity to become our disciple, provided you swear never to betray the sect and never to disobey the master's will."

Yi Tian generally stayed at hotels to observe the current situation, keeping a close eye on who was most active and who was attempting to stir up trouble.

Clearly, it had been a very long time since any genius had attained the status of a core disciple of the Sword Sect, which explained why such a situation had arisen.

Now seeing Lu Mengmeng display goodwill towards someone outside her family, the two older brothers looked at Zhan Chu with increasing approval.

Setting the stage aside, Chen Wudi was simply being a bit overly cautious, treating Zhang Xuanze's safety as the absolute priority in every circumstance, which inadvertently gave off a subtle master-servant vibe.

As a result, out of every ten photos she took, Zhan Chu wore a stern face in eight of them, while Elder Zhan wore an expression of sheer terror.

Seeing my confident demeanor, Li Yunfang was deeply satisfied. If the Chinese army had so many capable and extraordinary individuals like him, victory would only be a matter of time.

Under the influence of the two opposing vortex forces, all the bamboo leaves slowly gathered at the center of the whirlpool, forming a pair of Taiji fish.

Those who learned of the news expressed utter bafflement as to how the two of them could have reached this point. Weren't they good brothers? Why did they suddenly turn on each other, and with such lethal intent?

Fortunately, the time limit had expired. Although the items people mentioned were eclectic, they were indeed necessities for daily life.

When Liu Jishan was executed, Li Yan showed no emotional fluctuation, nor did he exhibit any strong desire to protect him. Most importantly, after Liu was imprisoned, Li Yan made no attempt to rescue him whatsoever.

Seeing that the situation was irreversible, some of the puppet troops shouted, begging the enemy to spare their lives. The reconnaissance company had received orders not to harm them, but to bring them back alive for a thorough humiliation.

"Then I wonder how you resist the erosion of your consciousness by fierce ghosts, supernatural entities, and instincts, thereby maintaining your self-awareness?" Yang Jian directly asked the question he most wanted answered at the moment.

A blue sports car was parked not far from the old residence. Wen Ning directly opened the door and climbed inside.

Daytime was naturally the time for someone like her to sleep. Anyway, there were no customers left, so she might as well have a good drink and go to sleep.