Chapter 57: The Youngest Uncle is the Best-Looking

"All right, let's get down to business." Sang Yao raised his hand to touch the tip of his nose, masking the irrepressible joy bubbling up inside him.

The fact that Yingying was willing to smile at him proved that she had begun to accept him. When they returned, they would surely get along well and never be like before.

The thought of going back to see Yingying and living together with her filled the depths of his heart with an indescribable sense of joy and anticipation.

Sang Fuying nodded. "Okay, Uncle, go ahead. I'm listening."

Every time Xia Ye'er was about to come, she seemed rather impatient, because there was something new to learn every single day.

"You're soldiers, yet you're still so impatient. Can't whatever you have to say wait until after lunch?" Platoon Leader Liu said as he patted the dust off his uniform.

Finally, the conversation drifted to the breathtaking scenery of his hometown in spring—an endless ocean of goldenrapeseed blossoms. In the early spring months of March and April, the sky across the entire city would be bathed in a dazzling golden radiance, a magnificent spectacle rarely seen anywhere else in the country.

As for the Senior Brother, it always felt as though he deliberately kept himself isolated from the rest of them. Even when they were together, he invariably appeared out of place, and no one ever knew what was going on in his mind.

Perhaps it was simply that after two busy weeks, she needed a timely relaxation, which happened to coincide with the day her stitches were removed.

Hearing Jin Ming reveal his identity, Li Yuanhao felt a start of surprise within. Among the imperial family, he held the least amount of power, yet Jin Ming had not let slip a single piece of information.

The only difference perhaps was that Lin Xiaofei's frailty carried a hint of affectation, whereas Song Jingwan was truly gentle on the outside yet unyielding within.

At that moment, seeing that the timing was just right, Ye Qingcheng unhesitatingly unleashed a combined attack of Fireball and Flame Tempest.

"Will you still need to go check on your companions from time to time?" Leng Xiao wondered if Xia Ye'er might still have to go on duty shortly.

Before Xinyan could reply, the drunken old man discarded his wine jar. This time, however, his movements were much slower, allowing Xinyan to clearly see every single stance and posture.

Shen Ruxue hurriedly packed her things away and walked outside following Xiang'er, but without making any warning gestures, she suddenly turned around and slapped Xiang'er across the face.

The other bag contained a shotgun, a pistol, and a small amount of ammunition; even the M4, which had the highest firepower, had been lost.

Hu Ye ate his meal while watching the news, only to find that the reality outside was even worse than in the movies. Not only were the floods more severe, but the range of the bad weather was also much wider, affecting many regions that the films hadn't even mentioned.

They say that finding a career you love and are willing to dedicate your entire life's struggle to is a supreme honor.

If this sword were to be unleashed, it could inflict mental harm on an enemy a thousand miles away. Its technique was formless and intangible, and wherever it passed, divine thunder would roar with a brilliance as majestic as the wrath of the heavens.

"Could this be? The Heaven-Swallowing Seal?" Mo Yiyue was exceptionally well-read; how could he not recognize such a divine artifact? Yet this Heaven-Swallowing Seal had long been lost to history, and he had no idea where Ming Xiaoyu had managed to acquire it.

Bai Ming was deeply shocked, and Bai Qian was completely stunned. Neither of them had expected Li Yunhao's martial arts to be so profound.

Huangfu Rou returned to the estate and looked at every single brick and tile of the Green Bamboo Courtyard, a sense of melancholy welling up in her heart. Although she had grown up here, this place was never truly her home. A home should have family members who genuinely cared for and cherished her, but there was none of that here—only endless suspicion and scheming.

She took the hemostatic powder out of her bundle and carefully bandaged all dozens of wolves. Xing Tianyao followed closely behind her every step of the time, and the wolf king also trailed right behind Huangfu Rou. Whenever she finished bandaging one, it would gently lick the wolf's forehead. In truth, although Xing Tianyao's strikes had been heavy, they were primarily meant to stun rather than inflict fatal harm.

With that, he turned and left without looking back. It seemed he had to find a way to enter the palace and check on that person; this matter had suddenly become rather tricky.

Delays breed complications, and Wang Nanbei did not dare hesitate in the slightest, obediently playing Spider-Man once again. Fortunately, this wasn't too difficult a task.