Chapter 158: Is She Really That Beautiful?

After finishing his curse, Fang Dali turned his head away with a helpless expression, looked at Cao Bin, and continued, "This is truly all we can scrape together right now. It is useless for you to ask for more, because I simply do not have it on me."

"Hmm?" Cao Bin sank into contemplation. In truth, up to this point, his concern was not really about the exact quantity of energy crystals the other party could provide him.

......

Lin Yu released the iron chain, and the boy slid powerlessly onto the ground. He reached out to clutch his arm, looking bewildered and weak.

Those simple movements, combined in a mysterious arrangement and paired with a specific breathing rhythm, caused subtle changes to occur within Kieran's body.

"Yes," Jiang Nan replied. She had an intuition that this was related to Feng Liyue. There was no evidence, just an overwhelming and intense feeling.

Shen Que received a kick to his foot and looked up to see his older brother glaring at him with a sinister expression, followed by a sharp nod.

Although over the years, the fact that Feng Liyue's boyfriend was Xie Qingzhou was practically common knowledge to everyone.

In the past, Jiang Nan had never realized how vast the Wutong Road villa district truly was. She walked for a full twenty minutes before she could barely catch sight of the entrance gates.

Qiao Zheng had spent almost the entire night without rest. Holding the list handed over by Feng Liyue, he met personally with those he could see, and thoroughly verified the identities of those he could not, conducting detailed inquiries with each of them.

He was powerful enough to control everything she cared about, including this very body named for him by him.

"I have contacts within my family network who can acquire mercury batteries, though the price will be slightly higher than even the black market. The unit price is around 105 Caesars... Is that acceptable to you, Mr. Snowy Owl?" she asked.

Gary's father, Al, was also a streetball maestro and a master of trash-talk, as well as Oakland's notorious "Mr. Sarcastic"—a title he proudly displayed on his custom-made license plate.

She had never truly experienced or cherished the warmth of family. Before losing everything, she took it all for granted, failing to process the reality until it was completely gone. Only afterward did she feel a crushing wave of regret.

"Hello, I am the chef in charge of the meal. Thank you for keeping you waiting," Ye Zeming said, bowing slightly with a faint smile.

After a short while, Han Shuxue finally emerged from the bathroom. She was wrapped in a white bath towel, exposing a large portion of her slender, beautiful legs, which caused Liu Yihua's blood to boil once more. He decided he would no longer hold back.

"The Wang family are close relatives of the Chancellor's Estate by marriage. Their relationship is tight-knit and exchanges between them are frequent. It is entirely possible that the Chancellor's Estate was also involved, or even acted as the mastermind," Qin川 said with a solemn expression.

"Ah... Ah-ren!" Just as Pinli Ren was about to lose his temper, Sanae walked in swaying left and right, carrying a box filled with electrical appliances and power sockets. Because they had already arrived in Gensokyo, they had packed away all their electronics back then, believing them to be useless.

A sharp, piercing voice cut through the curtain of rain, drawing sideways glances from several native inhabitants of the mission world. Such a shrill sound could only be emitted by a middle-aged woman, and moreover, this person possessed a harsh, bitter countenance that made it difficult for anyone to feel a shred of goodwill upon first sight.

"Eat slower, no one is going to take it from you," Xiuyan said to Yunxuan with a smile. Watching Yunxuan wolf down his food amused her, yet stirred a faint pang of heartache in her heart.

The only issue was that Meli had only written a single letter in two months, which caused him a great deal of worry. He hoped Meli could leave more messages in the future to spare him from agonizing needlessly and searching blindly.

Zhao Zhenchuan nodded in agreement. Indeed, put that way by Chen Ping, this could hardly be considered a grasp of the situation; at best, it was merely a form of analysis. Right now, the Party Congress was in full swing, serving as the paramount event across the entire nation. Probably even ordinary citizens on the streets were eager to voice their lofty insights regarding the future of the central leadership.

A subtle sense of unease faintly stirred within Murong Xiao's heart, causing her stealthy, advancing figure to pause for a fraction of a second.