Chapter 119: Qin Yong Moved! The Ministry of Health Sends Inspectors? ```

Li Guojun's words made Ma Yulian question her life for the first time. Could she really have taken the wrong path? She shouldn't have been so close with Chen Dazhu.

Ma Yulian returned silently to the ward, gazing at the unconscious Chen Dazhu, and for the first time began to reflect on whether she had indeed chosen the wrong way.

The chubby man's behavior left Yang Qidao somewhat bewildered. Who was this young man? How could he arrange such an important battle for a seventeen- or eighteen-year-old boy?

His lack of fame stemmed from the overwhelming brilliance of the two school flowers, Fang Yuyi and Zhang Na.

A black, luminous orb emerged from the undying light, radiating a power capable of destroying heaven and earth.

"If you can dodge the destruction brought by my undying light," Lianhua said with a touch of confidence, "I will grant you free rein to do as you please."

It had only been a matter of days, yet this middle-aged man looked utterly spent, his eye sockets deeply hollow, his lips pale as death. The moment he set the last lamp in place, he collapsed without warning.

Just as he was about to break free, he found his right hand pinned to the table. He had no idea when two chopsticks had been thrust between his fingers, their tips embedded deep into the wooden surface.

This choice meant facing the cream of the crop, the top third of the world's strongest warriors, head-on. Everyone present had come to celebrate Gu Feng's centennial and had arrived ahead of time; all were men of influence closely tied to Gu Feng, bound by duty to stand by him in his hour of need.

Lei Peng let out a smug chuckle. The sound sent a chill through Li Lin's heart, stirring an uneasy premonition.

Mo Li felt no shock. Facing the barrage of whistling sword edges, he sheathed the Wujin Sword, swung his arm downward, and unleashed the soldier's spirit formula. The unseen force coiled around the blades, making them hum and tremble violently.

Lin Guodong first convened a gathering of all leading cadres at deputy city level and above from the city's four major bureaus and the procuratorate and court. Since Yi Haitao and Tang Yifu were both in the government offices, the meeting was hastily called in the conference room of the municipal government building.

The team halted in place to rest, pulled out the dry rations they had carried, and began to replenish their strength. They had walked nearly ten kilometers, draining their energy. To stay at their best, they needed time to rest and recover.

No one knew who had shouted, but in the blink of an eye the only thing left on the ground besides the stray shoe someone had kicked away was a strange, glistening pool of blood.

When Yang Maode saw the shattered and warped cockpit, he could not help but admire the ingenuity of China's aircraft designers and the skill of the workers who had built it.

"Who is this?" Zheng Qi's mother turned to He Ximei, who had remained silent beside her, and asked.

At this point, both Yi Haitao and Ye Qingping found themselves at a loss as to what to do next.

A man is not good for a thousand days, nor is a flower red for a hundred. Li Wei had barely enjoyed three seconds of absolute dominance before more than one ally suddenly appeared to help.

Not only were they far stronger than every competitor who had entered Ten-Thousand-Beast Mountain this time, but even the great zuns such as Gu Zhi and Du Yishan had possessed no such power at one heavy heaven. Yet they had all been left behind by Zhao Xuan. Such strength and talent already qualified them to reshape the balance of power within the secret realm.

If Du Peng had not spoken up, he would never have imagined that she had endured such hardship all these years.

A Jiu's thoughts were interrupted. He quickly steadied himself, wiped his face with his hand, straightened his clothes and hair, confirmed that he was presentable in every way, then lifted the curtain and smiled as he met Qi Yao's gaze.

"Sister, could you help ask?" Yan Beiluo was especially grateful that he had once taken Jian Qi as a shield; otherwise he would not have had even a pretext to use now.