Chapter 24: My Wife Is Waiting for Me to Come Home for Dinner

It was Ali.

Seeing the note attached to the girl’s name, the man’s expression softened noticeably, his eyes cradling a gentle smile.

He answered the call.

“What is it?”

“Uncle! Come home early tonight!”

Ali got straight to the point.

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“Let’s put the game on hold for now. Thunder Technology is developing a new engine, likely for gaming. If we get involved at this stage, it might not be wise. You know… this identity of ours is rather awkward.” Zhan Liuyun thought for a moment, then spoke with an embarrassed smile.

The Hand of God organization clearly was determined to win back a round. But who among them would be chosen as their top player?

As Ling Xiao’s body soared into the air, his hands swiftly formed several strange seals.

Who were they? In their family, even the lowest ranked among them were lower elders, and there were twelve high elders as well. If they allowed Ye Qianfeng to slaughter six lower elders and still leave unscathed, what fate awaited them upon their return?

Hu Fei drove the Hummer to pick up Ghost Hand, then headed straight for the Yunnan border. From Lijia Village, they turned to the Gulf of Aden, and made for Somalia. The journey, once again, began after a brief calm...

Feng Cong rubbed his hands together, grinning slyly as if he were kneading the soft chests of Du Yunmei and Shang Yanji.

Watching his sister’s face gradually disappear in the flames, two drops of dew silently slid down the demon lord’s cold, indifferent face.

Chu Huainan didn’t linger to chat with Li Hongfei; he pushed the door open and walked inside. Nangong Yue had wanted to ask if she should enter as well, but seeing Chu Huainan’s attitude, she kept silent.

“Do you have any questions about sneaking behind the castle?” Zhan Liuyun had already mapped out a rough plan on the plane, so as soon as Zheng Yongwei asked, he was quick to respond.

The instant Ling Feng vanished, the four Li brothers appeared at his door. Watching the direction in which Ling Feng disappeared, they exchanged a smile and faded into the night.

Nisha didn’t think too much of it. There was no helping it; Qin Yang’s public identity was so dazzling and straightforward that it was hard to imagine him as a spy.

Before Night Rain Cold arrived, his slender jade sword had already scattered water like rain, unleashing layers of black sword light that slashed furiously toward Jun Yan.

Call her foolish, but the root of this girl’s problem lay with her parents. If her heartless parents hadn’t abandoned her, Xiong Lili might have had a different life. Maybe not a great one, but at least she would have survived.

“Touched it again, hahaha~~” With lightning speed, Lü Mengmeng ruffled Hua Jiu’s hair and dashed away like the wind, her laughter ringing like silver bells—a bit like a simpleton.

His wife understood his intentions; he wanted to stay. Liu Chengtai’s wife was quick to catch on, unwilling to leave just like that, but leave they must.

Taishi Ci and Ah Huainan, both mounted, brandished their weapons, charging at each other, each intent on defeating or killing the other.

Ji Changfeng suddenly became serious, speaking earnestly to Ji Lingsheng: “There are two bits of news—one good, one bad. Which do you want first?” Ji Lingsheng replied casually, “Let’s hear the bad news first. The good can wait to be savored.”

Earlier, for the sake of his tact, Han Fu was spared and given a sinecure to retire in peace, but he still stirred up trouble. Those who could survive chose not to, instead courting disaster.

The other three simultaneously raised their hands to form seals. In the blink of an eye, immense creatures appeared above each of their heads: a giant tiger mottled black and white, a deep blue eagle, and a gray, misty cloud.