Chapter 113: Taking the First Step to Apologize! Turning Enmity into Amity?

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Seeing that Boss He was thoroughly pleased with Li Junsheng’s bowl of noodle soup, Li Chunya and the others finally let out a quiet breath of relief.

Still, none of them dared to truly relax; who knew whether Boss He might yet come up with another impossible challenge.

Outside, the crowd watched with faces full of awe. That brutal, bloody battle had also been Lin Yu’s ascent to legend. From this day on, the name Lin Yu would echo across the entire continent.

Hearing the blood-robed man speak in that cold, emotionless tone while seeming to know every detail of his background, Lin Han’s eyelid twitched faintly. Yet the murderous intent in his eyes only burned hotter. Slowly lifting his head, he stared icily into the eyes of the casually standing blood-robed man, clenched his fists until they were white, and said word by word.

As he spoke, Skimus braced both hands and thrust his entire body out of the abyssal hell, drifting to a stop before Aionia.

Lin Feng and the other three were taken by the waiter up to the fourth floor, led into a large private room, and then left with a menu.

That sword was by no means some ordinary move found on the martial world’s streets. Only one who had endured long solitude, long training, and long hardship could ever unleash such a strike.

A wild grin spread across Ye Qian’s face, the corners of his mouth stretching nearly to his ears. He had a mad plan, and he needed a mad executor, along with a mad opponent. The man in black seemed like an excellent opponent.

“Wait here for a moment. I’ll pick out something suitable for her.” She walked with the poise of a runway model, drawing the eye irresistibly.

“Big brother, I’m going in.” A man held a rope, preparing to loop it around the pig’s neck, while several others moved in to block every route it might use to flee.

His expression was not only weary and powerless, but also full of deep fatigue and disgust. Why would he wear such an expression?

Soon after, Yin Yun was seized by the arriving police and taken to the public security bureau to await the judgment of the law. Yet it was precisely the existence of that mysterious person that gave Yin Yun a chance to survive.

The people of the Shangguan family also wore uncertain expressions, never expecting such a thing to happen.

A medium dynasty naturally had martial artists at the Spirit Realm, so it was no surprise that it could refine super-tier pills. But in the current Scarlet Flame Dynasty, only a few ancestral elders of the royal clan had reached Spirit Realm cultivation.

After a brief hesitation, the three took the pills and swallowed them. Finding that nothing had happened, they finally relaxed.

With a thunderous crash, two men in police uniforms walked into the interrogation room. One held a black baton-like object, presumably some kind of stun weapon, while the other held a short, pitch-black device.

Hearing him speak, Jing Shan’s eyes clearly froze. Could he pay the price? What did that mean? Was this a business deal?

Damn it, what on earth are you people from the Dragon Group even doing? When you asked me for help, I kindly agreed. Then, before I even boarded the plane, not a single person came to send me off, and now you’re putting on this cool, half-hearted attitude?

Following the same pattern used in Blue Sea City, they were all broken up and assigned to the Battle Hall and the Shadow Division. As for those five Core Formation grand cultivators, they were left to choose for themselves. After all, they were at the same level, and they were only here to help; Chen Yu could hardly impose too many restrictions on them.

The very instant the sword in Yi Han’s hand shattered, the blue-tailed scorpion lunged again. It clearly had no intention of giving up this opportunity and wanted to seize it to kill Yi Han.

At present, whenever the citizens of Dongling City fall ill, they choose the Western hospital first rather than the traditional Chinese medicine hospital. In their eyes, Western medicine is both more effective and more reliable than traditional Chinese medicine.

The group continued onward, only to feel that the pitch-black cavern passage was sloping downward, as though they were walking downhill from a mountain. Though puzzling, no one asked about it. Even Ma Tian’s eyes showed confusion and deep uncertainty, and the look on his face did not seem feigned.