Coaches, it’s showtime 4

Guo Zhonghan took a look and had to agree; the imagery was vivid indeed. Everywhere one looked, there were strange, abrupt stone mountains, densely packed and interlocking. Without a guide, any stranger entering would surely be lost within this surreal landscape.

Zhang Xiaojing and Shen Haibo both felt an urge to find a block of tofu and bash their heads against it. They had been so preoccupied with cracking the code that they failed to notice the USB drive still plugged into the computer—a rookie mistake.

"I don't know the specific reasons myself. But I suspect it might have something to do with Ruyu going to work at your company."

Its body was covered in thick black hair, completely obscuring its features. It likely had no clothes to wear, appearing much like an ape.

The trunk of the Audi was packed to the brim with gift boxes: two bottles of Moutai to honor Zhang Dequan, four cartons of Zhonghua cigarettes, and plenty of New Year supplies like chicken, duck, fish, and meat. Since it was such a rare trip back to his hometown, he wanted to make a grand showing.

Any one of them, if placed in the future year of 2023, wouldn't even need photo editing. With a simple sway of the hips or a dance, they could easily break a million followers on Douyin in just a few days.

Very well, he was actually feigning ignorance with her. She shouldn't have been soft-hearted last night and agreed to his request.

Du Yanchen listened with great interest, thinking to himself, "So Qin Ping'an has offended so many people? I might as well sit back and reap the benefits this time."

Qin An was just about to pull away Chu Han's arm from around her waist when, with a "ding," the elevator doors opened.

The Fish Bay camp was located by a lake teeming with fish. These fish seemed to have mutated; not only were they absurdly large, but they were also man-eaters.

At this moment, in the outside world, Yu Qi's body was devouring spiritual energy like a bottomless pit. The chains around him shook incessantly, and the boundary marker glowed with a strange light, casting down an overwhelming spiritual pressure.

"Who's there?" Chen Hao asked vigilantly, the hundred-forged green water sword appearing in his hand. Zhen Xing took two steps back, blocking the path through which Fu Maochang might try to escape.

Even the Chongzhen Emperor had not expected that so much could happen in just one day, especially since Zhu Changwu had led a night raid on the rebel camp yesterday, achieving the glorious victory of annihilating five thousand enemies.

Before the rain, they were in an oasis by the lake, with the desert on one side and the vast lake on the other. But now, the lake and the desert were gone, replaced by a forest.

"Hmph! Fine, I'll deal with you after I finish off the Demon Sect!" Qingyang still refused to admit his own fault, acting as if Ye Xu had stolen his treasure.

He had fought a fierce battle with a werewolf as powerful as a monster, a fight so intense it seemed to darken the sky and eclipse the sun and moon.

The base required these hunters to avoid staying out overnight if possible, and if they were forced to, they were expected to notify the base. Otherwise, the base could not provide help in case of danger.

In an instant, Lin Li's eyes began to distort and change. This time, what Lin Li saw was different from what Yu Qi had witnessed; this time, it was the raw, primordial power unleashed by Yu Qi.

When others said they were "armed to the teeth," it might be a joke, but he was serious. He looked as if he wanted to engrave a set of exorcism scriptures onto each of his twenty-eight teeth.

The matter had finally reached its most critical step, and Zhang Nianzu discovered that his palms were actually sweating.

"Tomorrow I'll take you all out to have some fun, let's all get together," Jiang Yifan decided as the senior apprentice brother, being the oldest in the group.

He pinched Ye Qingcheng's pretty face as he spoke: "It seems you've forgotten about my origins too. I am not the son of the late Emperor, but the son of Prince Yu."

"Yes, that was ten years ago. The owner moved to the city ten years ago, and now basically no one lives there. It wasn't until the real estate developers came here to develop the area that the old houses were torn down," Lan Tian told Li San in complete detail.

After her clothes were on, he didn't let her go; instead, he stretched out his long arm and pulled her back into his embrace.

"I thought I would pass through Yanmen Commandery to pay my respects to the Prince and do a bit of sightseeing, but this place is still lacking compared to my Western Xia. Aside from the flying sand and stone, and the icy weather, there is nothing here worth my lingering. Now that I have met the Prince, I shall depart tomorrow," the man said in a deep, resonant voice.

"We live here in seclusion, and everyone was very happy. But just last night, someone broke in and started a wanton massacre. Our companions have suffered countless casualties. Spare you? What a joke," another wolf king spoke up.

Tang Long still had major questions. What about the wound on the victim's neck? The wound on the head was sufficient to cause death, so why was there an additional fatal wound on the neck?

She tried to respond, but her throat choked up and her heart felt hollow. That piece she had been most concerned about had slipped away just like that.

Li Changui met his gaze, took a step back, gripped the blade of the utility knife with his fingers, and pulled it out. Then, with a wave of his hand, he plunged the handle into Lei Yuanzheng's shoulder as well.

Nangong Jiu sat to one side, eating quietly. She answered everyone's social pleasantries and "concerns" one by one, appearing to be in perfect harmony with them.

Ying Luo did not explain clearly, only vaguely hinting that even greater enemies were hidden behind the Grimm. As for how they interpreted that, she left it to their imaginations.

I subconsciously looked back at Zhao Mu. He was also applauding and cheering for Yu Xin on stage, but his eyes remained steady and calm, lacking the enthusiasm I felt that made me want to clap until my hands were swollen.

Moreover, these guys seemed to carry a faint electrical current on their bodies, occasionally emitting crackling sounds as they moved.

Watching the awkward expressions on Lin Yi and his companion's faces, the disciple looked at them with extreme disdain. A two-foot-long iron cudgel of Vajra manifested in his hand, and he made a move to step forward.

Yang Jin's words dispelled the final concerns in my heart. I nodded at her, and she smiled at me. In her smile, I saw relief, and a sense of ease after laying down a burden... From this point on, her life had completely changed; she would bid farewell to the turbulent, restless life of the past.