Chapter 56: The Cub's Aversion

The night was deep and heavy, with only a single wall lamp casting a soft, gentle glow in the bedroom, enveloping everything in a hazy, warm amber radiance.

The little cub's long eyelashes fluttered a few times before it slowly opened its eyes.

As consciousness drifted back, the first thing that came into view was Shi Chuchu's profile as she slept soundly by the bedside.

Her jet-black hair was scattered somewhat messily across the pillow, making the exposed half of her face appear even fairer. Her breathing was light and shallow, as though she were utterly exhausted.

The little cub watched quietly.

The power relied upon by the Dragon and Tiger Prodigies consisted of conventional heavy-duty weaponry of immense destructive force, yet it had been completely obliterated by that streak of awe-inspiring rainbow light, destroyed before even a single shell could be fired.

That crimson-red hue was all too familiar. Back then, Feng Zi had been completely blasted away by the Red-Roasted Xueer; she remembered the sensation of vomiting blood mid-air and the sheer difficulty of the backward-flying posture all too clearly.

Of course I understand. If it rains, to say nothing of anything else, keeping a campfire lit would be impossible. Their shelter has already been completely cleared out, leaving virtually nothing behind, let alone any dry firewood.

Chen Yun nodded, taking Ye Ling with him as he leaped upward, the Flaming Demon Bull following closely behind. After expressing his gratitude to the two Ghost Monarchs, he stepped into the spatial passage.

By putting it this way, he not only defused Chen Jie's awkwardness but also narrowed the emotional distance between himself and Yang Xudong, establishing a common ground of conversation between them.

Seeing this unfamiliar man, Ao Qi's eyes lit up, and a wave of relief washed over him inwardly. When they initially went to invite this master, they had merely approached him with a try-it-and-see attitude.

Truth be told, Wan He was frightened out of his wits as he stepped out of the car, initially intending to let loose a string of curses at whoever had the blindness of eye to dare intercept his vehicle.

After a brief silence, the people around them acted as though they had heard nothing and continued going about their own business.

In truth, Chen Yu was far from as calm and collected as he appeared. Shouting those words was simply a deliberate attempt to goad the hidden party into speaking again so that he could seize the opportunity to pinpoint their location.

"We are in trouble now—and calling it merely trouble is putting it lightly." Ping, usually so carefree and boisterous, was plunged into profound dejection.

Young Master Yan was also startled by the sudden turn of events. He hurriedly rushed to push the door open, only to find that it refused to budge no matter what. Hearing Lu Xia's terrified voice, he did experience a brief moment of genuine panic. But immediately afterward, he relaxed, the corners of his lips unconsciously curling into a cold sneer. Wasn't this precisely the effect he had wanted?

Xie Wanling glanced sideways at the solemn-faced Li Xinian. Seeing him look toward her with a hint of hesitation, she immediately knew that Xiao Mingxiu's illness must be quite mild and posed no threat to his health.

Liu Tianhao and his companions went out to greet them, and good heavens, the two of them didn't look like they had been out suppressing bandits; rather, they looked much more like bandits themselves.

Naturally, Lin Yuan first consulted Old Man Xie about how long it would likely take to prepare if they were to manufacture a physical body for Unit One.

The Eastern Plagueslands had once been part of the territory of the Kingdom of Lordaeron. Just like the Western Plagueslands, it had once boasted dense forests, beautiful scenery, and the prosperous city of Stratholme.

Nozdormu bestowed a dream upon him, revealing that the crucial figure to secure victory in this war was Malfurion.

Among these people, only two had reached the Great Completion Realm of Foundation Establishment with passable cultivation; the rest were utterly unclassifiable.

After blowing the ink on the letter paper until it was dry, Peng Ruofei folded the pages neatly, tucked them into an envelope, and sealed the flap using rice porridge. Then, biting his finger, he left three bloody fingerprints across the seal of the envelope to serve as an official cross-page stamp.

Xuanxuan opened her eyes in deep puzzlement. When she saw a ring of keys, her confusion only deepened.

Fu Jin asked, glancing at Su North, and then toward Lin Wei, who had remained silent throughout. There was an inexpressible helplessness in his gaze.

"We already knew that. What's the second thing?" Guo'er asked happily first, giving Eun-soo a hug, before eagerly pressing on about the second major event.

As soon as Yang Wei walked through the door, he spotted him sitting comfortably on the sofa with a smile, his legs crossed, wearing an expression of uncontainable triumph.