Chapter 85: Isn’t This Shameless Beyond Belief?

Jin Bao’er clearly hadn’t gone shopping for a long time. As soon as she brought Yan Xuan to a commercial street, she launched straight into her grand shopping plan.

Yan Xuan was left speechless. Despite Jin Bao’er’s delicate and dainty appearance, she somehow managed to exhaust him—a grown man who had been practicing body refinement techniques for some time—leaving him dizzy and reeling.

Yan Xuan’s own attire was simple enough. With his good looks and fine figure, he could look striking in just about anything...

He glanced up at him—there was a smile on his face—then picked up a new jade cup, filling it with Dragonflame Elixir, and handed it to Ao Xu.

“Li Mao, you’d better not go just yet. Stay here and talk with Kong Gu and the others.” With that, the Marquis stepped out the door with Li Yunhui.

The ancient battlefield appeared, pressing down upon the Golden Crow Demon King’s head. Majestic and vast, the clash of arms and the thunder of hooves rang out. Countless gods and demons descended, destroying the solar avatar.

Meanwhile, as Wang Yue and his companions slaughtered the insects with unrestrained fury, Bai Sen’s magic soared as though lifted by a helicopter, rising in a straight line. In less than ten minutes, Bai Sen’s nearly depleted reserves had returned to their peak.

It seems the people's police are human too—once out of uniform, they’re no different from ordinary citizens, each with their own idols.

The Marquis noticed Yu’s serious expression. He frowned and said, “What do you mean, demon? Tell me exactly what happened.” Yu nodded, then recounted the events at White Phosphorus Mountain in detail.

“I know what you’re worried about.” Ao Xu’s gaze was piercing as he stared at the sea beast’s golden token before him, for it held all his ambition and hope.

Zhang Yuanhao stepped closer, studying with keen interest. He sent out his spiritual sense, which drifted over the figure, probing and searching.

Lingxin said to Feng Ye, “Feng Ye, look at this Marquis. I was nearly killed, and not only does he not care, he turns around and blames me. I’m never speaking to him again.” With that, she turned away, ignoring the Marquis.

The auctioneer called three times, and the White Serpent Sword’s fate was sealed. Once the transaction was completed, the auction continued.

Ling Xiquan let her pull him along, glancing unobtrusively around the classroom, but did not spot Ye Qingting anywhere.

Dashing outside, I was just thinking how hard it would be to catch a cab when a yellow sports car stopped right in front of me, and Jiang Shuhang’s maddeningly smug face appeared.

His expression remained unchanged; those amber eyes lingered for just a few seconds on the hand raised in the air before shifting calmly to Lin Xiaoqi’s face.

Eventually, she cried herself out, utterly drained, and lay down to rest with her eyes closed.

Now, she and Mu Yingchen were embroiled in a dispute over the child. She couldn’t even imagine what she would do if she were truly pregnant.

A sudden phrase burst into Charlotte’s mind: “Will you sleep with me? If not, I’ll kill you.”

To think there had been such a glorious past—even winning a trophy at the World Electronic Sports Tournament.

Now, Jian Ting must have learned about my relationship with Lin Rongshen. Even knowing that, he still asks me to have tea with him next time. Is he mocking me, or trying to humiliate me?

An Jin was surprised, for her observations had told her just how important Lian Xiaoxiao was to Lian Zixing.

“Mom, I know. Dad—I’ve always known he loves me. A father’s love is as steady as a mountain. I understand.” Mo Xingli nodded, then hugged her mother tightly.

“All right, I know this can’t be rushed. But has the forensic report come out yet?” Mo Xingli hadn’t expected the trail to go cold again, but she had long since accepted that. Reality is just like that—it’s never so simple or easy to find the killer.