Chapter 39: Craving Closer Contact

Nyx remained silent for a moment. He had his answer, but he did not speak further.

At this juncture, neither complaints nor angry outbursts could resolve any problems.

He had thousands of sentinels behind him, and it had taken Little Dolphin great effort to calm them down; he could not afford to stir up anxiety among them again.

He scanned the surrounding walls. The passageway was constructed with materials specifically designed to isolate the grey walls. Aside from the front and rear exits, which had been artificially destroyed, the walls on either side would not—

Another function was to urge the Blade of Infinity to refine the primordial chaos stone debris shaved off by the Shura Sword.

"Hurry and find the demonic beasts; I intend to take first place," Ye Fan said, pretending to be nonchalant. He urged the others on, then spurred his horse toward the depths of the Twilight Forest.

Someone had actually been bold enough to try to kill him, so Long Tingchen had come to capture the person himself, intending to skin him alive.

"We finally managed to escape from that place, and now you want to go back? That’s just walking straight into a trap. Besides, from the very beginning, that organization’s target was Qiao Lichen. Qingqing has already been trapped for five years just to save him," He Zi said, her emotions running high.

Currently, Fang’s motorcycles have been launched for sale. Thanks to the effective advertising work done in the early stages, sales have been quite good, and they are essentially in short supply.

Jiang Feng’s relatives arrived at this moment, lifted Jiang’s mother, who was lying on the ground, and sent her to the town hospital.

However, if he were to kick an iron plate and encounter someone with powerful spiritual sense, the two might clash head-on, and Lin Chengfei himself could potentially be reduced to an idiot.

"I’ll give you one last chance. Either you get out yourselves, or I’ll have people throw you out. Choose for yourselves!" Shopkeeper Liu said, growing impatient.

Scanning his surroundings, everyone on the vehicle was present, including the poor soul he had dragged along. Before he could wake everyone up, Liang An went to check on Li Jiaojiao, who was still being held in her father’s arms. He found that her condition seemed to have improved—her complexion had returned to a normal, healthy glow, and she was sleeping peacefully.

At this moment, seeing Fan Yi flee in such a disheveled state, Shen Yanjun actually felt quite pleased.

Ye Feng gripped the core, suddenly realizing that for the sake of freedom, Moke was willing to pay any price, even gambling his life in Ye Feng’s hands.

One must know how many people would break their necks just to catch a glimpse of the real man, and now the president of the Si Group was standing right before their eyes.

The four of them walked in a hurry, looking extremely agitated. How could the Palace Master of the Bright Palace just quit whenever he pleased?

King Buzhou sighed. Zhou Yang was his son, after all; seeing him killed here like this was inevitably infuriating.

The people present breathed a sigh of relief, finally feeling that Princess Anning was going to personally punish this reckless servant who dared to say anything that crossed his mind.

Upon hearing this, Fan Yi felt a sense of awkwardness wash over him. But since Shen Yanjun had already spoken, he could only nod awkwardly and depart.

Lin Shuo realized it, and Sun Tianlei did as well, which explained why his expression was filled with such rage.

Tang Yan’s face was pale as she waved continuously at the crew on the yacht’s deck, seemingly unaware of Ren Ming and Yang Nan leaning against the railing.

She had always feared him, as if he could kill her at any moment. But in truth, aside from that one time when he was blinded by rage and choked her, when had he ever truly laid a hand on her?

Moments of receiving such direct care were few and far between for Wenren Xue, and a warmth instantly welled up in her heart.

The more Su Xinlan rubbed, the hotter Li Xin’s "fingers" seemed to become. She didn’t look at Li Xin at all, but kept her eyes locked firmly on the images on the screen.

But they had walked less than a few dozen meters when they suddenly felt a gentle force approach, lifting their bodies and carrying them forward. It saved them more than ninety percent of their effort.