Volume One, Chapter 63: The Annoying White-Haired Man

The car slowly cruised through a district ablaze with dazzling colors, neon lights flickering wildly and painting the night in a dreamlike haze. On the street, luxury vehicles lined up bumper to bumper, their bodies reflecting a cold, opulent glow under the lamps.

Though she spoke modestly, Jia Yuanchun was inwardly delighted; she had never expected Jia Chen to possess such unfathomable depth and extraordinary martial prowess.

Wang Huamei had just finished typing the last word of her email and began to review it from the beginning, asking casually as she did so.

She hadn’t paid much attention at the time, but thinking back, her disappearance was likely because she slipped away to Lucky Tavern behind their backs.

Scarface watched their retreating figures with a sly glint in his eyes, tiptoeing backward.

Donna was so startled that she was momentarily dazed; managing such important branch affairs was a challenge beyond her expectations.

“Not reckless at all. Didn’t Director Xiao say that you and Chief Liu were to find me? Just tell them you found Nanshan Ancient Temple, and that’s it. Why give the credit to the Southern District when the achievement is right before your eyes?”

Niu Peng roared, but just as his voice dropped, the lights in the room began to flicker incessantly.

“As always,” the Butcher said, grabbing a pipe on the wall and yanking it down into his hand.

Whether in conduct or demeanor, Lu Li imitated Zhi Zhen to perfection—no outsider could ever tell them apart.

And then there was Li Xun, who perpetually blamed himself and sought ways to help his second and third sisters recover. He could barely ensure they had enough to eat.

Though the map didn’t mark the size or exact location of this knife-shaped mountain, Yang Fan felt certain it must lie within the inner circle—perhaps even the heart—of the Nether Forbidden Zone.

Everyone’s expression was solemn, especially Zixia and Qingxue, whose bodies trembled slightly.

“Insolence!” Zhu Sheng, hot-tempered and vengeful by nature, could not tolerate Xiao Tie's blatant disregard.

The assassin was terrified; he looked up and saw a black-clad youth transform into lightning, instantly appearing before him.

That day, Caesar took Weasel all around Konoha, finally having dinner at the “Ichiraku Ramen” shop before returning to the Uchiha clan’s territory.

Qin Fang was the first to enter. Lu Tianyu watched as her body seemed to be swallowed by darkness, vanishing in an instant.

Others couldn’t buy it, but Xu Yang could! Yet, Xu Yang still wanted to see how things played out. Some matters couldn’t be rushed; haste often led to loss. Though he’d already accepted that the old man wasn’t a fraud, what if? If the final trick was a swap, he’d suffer greatly.

“What do you want with the Land of Giants? Never heard of such a place. Does anyone even know if giants exist in this world?” Scarface answered Su Wanqin’s question with a strange tone and evasive gaze.

Sun Yan sighed softly, his expression complex as he gazed at the opposite wall. Three hundred thousand in combat power—perhaps that wasn’t Luo Yunzi’s limit. Who could truly grasp the battle strength unleashed in a single moment? Four hundred thousand? Five hundred thousand?

Just as she was about to leap at Wright, a nimble figure darted from the side. She lunged at the hanging man, and soon they were biting and tearing at each other.

These people’s identities were obvious at a glance; but who were they waiting for outside the hospital?

Pin Yi still wore a single-layer robe, his golden superior-grade twin-scythe attire as neat and striking as his status demanded, beads hanging from his shoulder and accentuating the delicate beauty of his face.

At last, under Bai Xin’s anxious gaze, Yu Jie slowly spoke, her words causing Bai Xin to tremble inwardly.