Chapter 65: Being Able to Endure Both Prosperity and Humiliation

"Alright, hurry up and eat something, take a shower, and then go back to the military base to check things out. Also, go see Chen Zheng. You've just returned and there's so much to deal with, I don't know how you can sit there so calmly."

Having finished gesturing, Xie Meiyi's dissatisfaction with Jiang Yan took over her reason once again.

Who told Jiang Yan to have Xie Meiyi take Shen Qingyao to try on wedding dresses before he left, only for Shen Qingyao to run away in the end.

She had looked forward to it for so long, only to be met with such a result.

How could Xie Meiyi's heart—

Among the subordinates of the Unicorn Mad Beast, upon hearing Qin Ling directly inquire about Lord Huang's true form, their expressions all changed instantly.

Gao Liangsheng couldn't be bothered to pay attention to such people at a time like this. If they were truly trying to safeguard state-owned assets, he would be more than happy; and if any trouble arose, he would naturally lend a hand.

This sound instantly startled everyone on the ground back to their senses, and immediately afterwards, people swarmed around toward Qin Ling's direction.

Brother Shen was so mysterious and powerful now, and Tang Weiwei couldn't help but feel that the distance between her and him was growing wider and wider.

After the three Cult Leaders vanished, the spatial rift instantly sealed shut, and everything returned to a calm and tranquil state as if nothing had happened at all. Only one person had witnessed everything that transpired here and remained plunged in shock.

Having stayed in the building for some time, her eyes had gradually adapted to the dim light, allowing Yun Xin to clearly see the scene unfolding before her.

The Golden-Winged Great Roc, a beast that had fought a bloody battle to the death with him. Xiao Zhan knew the other party possessed formidable strength, and the enmity between them was as deep as it could possibly get. The Red Armed Forces, a newly born military force, which might have been brewing for a long time before emerging into everyone's field of vision in a quiet and savage manner.

Chen Ao hurriedly reined in his stray thoughts and resumed a proper, upright posture, thinking to himself, "I cannot afford to lose my composure like that again, or else Elder Yao's accomplices will only seem to multiply."

Su Yang nodded and cast a rather curious glance at Liu Shihan, wondering why she had reacted so strongly. Beside them, Ye Daji remained silent, casting a tender look full of infinite affection toward Su Yang. She knew very well that had it not been for her, Su Yang would never have put forward such a condition to Liu Shihan.

Could this be a disguise? Having witnessed all kinds of ugliness in the world, he no longer knew how to trust this world.

A host of generals were instantly overcome with deep regret; they had been a step too slow and actually had the spoils snatched away by that old scoundrel Cheng Yaojin.

Countless martial artists rapidly retreated backward. The area originally standing at the high platform became entirely vacant, its size expanding tenfold.

Yue Lingshan was not someone with a mild temper either. She slammed her hand on the table and shouted angrily, "I'll take your dog eyes!" With that, her long sword leaped from its scabbard, fiercely executing a strike as brilliant as a white rainbow piercing the sun.

Before Chen Fei could finish speaking to wait for Wang Bin's inquiry, he executed a nimble roll, dropping forward directly without waiting to touch the ground—moving in an irregular zigzag pattern into the forest. At the same time, behind the path Chen Fei had just sprinted across, a few bullets kicked up bursts of dust where they landed.

Then, that suddenly appeared, towering skyscraper-like "new structure" directly scared a crowd of pedestrians on the street into fleeing in all directions.

For instance, during the intervals of advanced spellcasters' research experiments, they would be assigned the task of teaching and nurturing lower-tier spellcasters—though naturally, they would only impart basic knowledge, while advanced knowledge required paying a price to acquire.

He naturally trusted Dong Jianlei completely, but as for the others, especially those gathered from the Soviet Union, it was hard to say.

At this moment, the sound of a sword being drawn echoed from the doorway, accompanied by a sharp cry, "Lewd scoundrel, prepare to die!", and a flash of sword light instantly cleaved into the Huiyin Restaurant, aiming straight for Tian Boguang's heart.

"Step inside, and we can talk further." The two of them entered the living room and sat down around the unlit stove.

The spiritual Qi within this forest was so dense it seemed on the verge of condensing into water droplets. The closer one got to the black mist, the denser the woods became. Ancient trees with cracked, peeling bark measured ten armspans in girth, while old vines wound between them like giant pythons. The grass and vegetation on the ground were as verdant as jade, occasionally bursting forth with dazzling mists, making the place appear all the more extraordinary.