Chapter 157: Did You Move Grandma Without Telling Anyone?

That night.
The hospital.
Guan Heng remained in the shadows.
Before long, he saw a completely ordinary man walk to the entrance of the intensive care unit.
How should one put it?
He wore a white T-shirt and black trousers, his hairstyle was as generic as they come, and he possessed one of those faces that would be impossible to pick out in a crowd.
Even someone like Guan Heng, who was exceptionally accurate at identifying people, found it difficult to distinguish this man from the masses.
And yet, there he stood, at the door of the intensive care unit.
Li Ruobing listened to Xiao Tiange’s god-given voice, her heart swelling with pride, yet tinged with a hint of worry.
"Hehe, Hengheng's embrace is so warm, just like big brother's—nice and toasty," Shaoshao said with a smile, snuggling into Li Xinheng’s arms.

Wang Yun’s eyes were filled with astonishment; everything before him defied established laws. To enter the professional rank and unlock one's own domain as a warrior was an immutable, eternal truth. He could not fathom how Chu Yang, aside from having extraordinary luck in obtaining a treasure like the Thunder-Fire Cloud Pearl, had also been reborn.
"That is because you are tucked away inside here," Li Xinheng said, pressing a finger against her heart.
Back then, although the Yun clan ruled Yunwu, their power had not yet reached its current peak. Therefore, the patriarch of that generation sought to leverage his influence to forge ties with the Mu family, arranging a marriage between him and a daughter of the Mu clan.
Yanya’s room was located in the backyard. The bed was laid with a new, bright red quilt for the newlyweds; the decor was elegant, clearly rearranged to suit her preferences.
Halfway through the corridor, a professional-rank disciple of the Blazing Flame Sect could not help but ask, his trembling voice laced with boundless fear. He was terrified—yes, he was truly terrified.
Thinking it over, his grandfather’s intentions were truly profound. It was only after enduring such hardship that they finally understood their mutual longing; now, Zhou Jie and Yu Sheng felt nothing but immense gratitude toward him.
The genetic chain extending in the darkness suddenly shuddered, convulsing as if in labor pains, before shrinking with a flash and vanishing into the darkness in an instant.
He desperately wanted to give Chu Yang a beating to vent his hatred, but upon thinking of the relationship between Yan Jun and those two, he decided it was safer to remain calm. It was just a seven-day tour of the underground palace, after all; he, Zhang Linfeng, had come and gone seven times back in the day—what was there to fear? He was simply deeply annoyed that this task had been forced upon him.
Qi Tong clearly recognized the sacred personage just summoned by Elder Rong, and it was precisely because he knew him that he was so shocked by Mu Feng’s imposing power. Although Mu Feng had already stunned him too many times, he was still shaken when the moment called for it.
"It’s too smooth!" Xu Shu said without a second thought, though there was not a trace of joy in his expression.
Uchiha Itachi suddenly decided to go home and rest; having a persistent hanger-on by his side made his nameless anger flare up.

"Adjust your positioning; you cannot adapt to this kind of combat," Desert Dust said out of the blue.
That crow had triangular eyes with red pupils, in which a faint red light flickered, haunting and ghostly.
The trail of blood at the corner of her eye, contrasted against her exquisite face, made her look hauntingly beautiful.
Perhaps the Three Kings thought that if they lured these three great dragons into Central Province, how to kill them would be the business of the Eastern Mausoleum Emperor.
The Blazing Sun Spirit Fire surged with composure, exuding the aura of a ruler presiding over his realm with the air of one long accustomed to high status.
As Chu Yun grasped the trick, Yahiko finished his hand seals, pressed a palm to the ground, and waves of earth rolled forth.
Nine-colored flames flashed over Yun Xing’s body, followed by a tremor, and an ancient, sacred power swept out like a hurricane, causing a pillar of fire that seemed to hold up the heavens to emerge directly within the canyon.
When Cousin Chu invited him out, she had said it would just be a casual meal to discuss the upcoming training plan. Only upon arriving did he realize that she had clearly decorated the room with great care.