Chapter 47: The Hefty Presence of a Level 4 Vehicle

Yu Jiang closed the trading platform and reopened the friends group channel.

After some discussion, they sold the ingredients to Heartbroken Pig Intestines, the electric blanket to Clang Clang Clang, and gave the thermos and slippers to Purehearted Cockroach.

Yu Jiang also gave each of them a piece of durian and set aside one for Strawberry Candy.

Shishu said he didn’t want any, so Yu Jiang ate the one prepared for him as well.

Heartbroken Pig Intestines said they wouldn’t have time to cook by noon, so they suggested making cold noodles for everyone in the evening.

Thus, Su Jinghao resolved that he must confess his feelings and be with her. Regardless of the outcome, he had to try.

To avoid too much shock, Wang Chen also swallowed the Spirit Absorber and a sip of Cold Spring, aiding his own refinement.

The Duchess of De smiled faintly, knowing Chen Xiao was comforting her. Suddenly, she thought of something, slipped off the golden bracelet on her wrist, and handed it to Chen Xiao.

Jing Mo was gently awakened by Lin Lan. The look in her eyes changed—first a slight surprise, then deepened with meaning.

Mo Zhenxin trembled at such a serious request, feeling as if she were being asked to act as someone’s nanny.

The key was that none of the previous employees had ever been known to wear strong perfume, so until today, she had never encountered anyone with any scent—until the new employee, Ding Jiajia, arrived.

The Ancient Sword Patriarch barked coldly. With two fingers joined, he condensed a terrifying sword energy that made heaven and earth tremble.

Behind, the spatial barriers became more illusory, even manifesting deep, pitch-black voids.

“Acting spoiled,” he muttered as he stepped onto the balcony outside the lounge. The open platform effectively muffled sounds between inside and outside.

The crew fell silent, none expecting Jiang Changsheng to be so ruthless—first criticizing makeup and styling, now complaining about the script.

Zhang Zhiping felt deeply ashamed upon hearing Zhuang Jing’s words. Suddenly, he realized how immature his actions had been these past few days. He silently vowed that once the two of them returned, he would sincerely apologize.

The elf’s eyes widened in terror, seemingly wanting to say something but never managing before death claimed him.

Zhuang Jian was extremely displeased with Chao Qingtan’s attitude and slapped him across the face.

The Twelve Fiends, upon seeing Ming Cang unleash the Divine Domain, were overjoyed as the attack wiped out Zhuang Jian and his group entirely. One by one, they congratulated Ming Cang.

When Lin Peng arrived, Third Uncle was already busy in the shop, inventorying supplies and inquiring about medicinal herb reserves. Seeing him so occupied, Lin Peng did not disturb him and simply took a brief walk before leaving.

At that moment, Gu Luo’s face was solemn as he sat cross-legged in the empty basement’s center, breathing evenly and deeply. His true qi circulated in concentric rings, flowing toward his hands and coursing through his primary meridians, permeating his flesh and bones, nurturing those invisible hidden veins.

“Don’t worry!” Guo Nianfei patted Ling Xue’er’s head and said, “With me here, you have nothing to fear!” She cast a glance over at them.

In the end, Coco nodded in agreement. Having promised everyone, how could she break her word and stand them up?

As she was surprised, a cool, refreshing touch brushed her lips, accompanied by a pleasant scent, turning the tables with a bold, assertive move.

Ancient Fiend Dragon saw the entire enemy force charging straight at him, and with no reinforcements in sight, he could not seize Zhang Lin’s head. Reluctantly, he abandoned the mission and flew back to the demon mountain base.

Inili led the vanguard, flying forward swiftly. She ignored the Awakened ahead, and whenever crucial moments arose, the timely support from Roanna and Aluda would clear all obstacles standing in their way.

The man sat inside the car, listening to his phone ring repeatedly, his gaze fixed straight ahead, refusing to answer.