Chapter 46: Always Seeing the Best in Others

Yet Yuan Jinjin showed no trace of emotion on her face and treated everyone in the Prince Xuan’s mansion with gentle kindness.

She approached the prince, her expression tinged with sorrow. “Your Highness, my brother came to find me and told me that my father... is no longer with us. I wish to return home to see for myself.”

Her tears came instantly, flowing freely.

The prince, moved with sympathy, drew her into his embrace. “How could it have happened so suddenly?”

Yuan Jinjin shook her head. “I don’t know the details yet. I must return and ask my mother.”

The third year of Tian Jiuren’s seclusion was also the third year that Luo Changfeng served as the acting head of the Natural Sect atop Qingping Peak.

“Grandpa Niu is a man of mercy. If you agree to one condition, I will spare your lives!” Unexpectedly, the great Black Bull did not attack but said with a cheerful smile.

The black flames continued to burn relentlessly, though the blaze was no longer as fierce as at the start. The dark aura was frustrated — such black fire drained one’s soul and would only be wielded in the direst circumstances.

Jiang Feng bid farewell to Wu, then mounted the ancient dragon of Tianchi and left Africa, heading directly to Europe. He planned to cross the Mediterranean Sea and journey to the nation of XL.

Lu Yingxue detested those with an arrogant attitude the most. Seeing the other’s demeanor now, she was instantly infuriated and retorted sharply.

Deafening gunfire erupted in waves, bullets raining down like a torrential storm. The old apes on the ground covered their heads and fled in panic, dodging repeatedly.

Zhang Tian observed the scene with indifference, but Gu Yue’s expression darkened slightly, though he said nothing. Apart from Hua Shao and a few others, many eyes were drawn to Zhang Tian, evidently intrigued by his unusual attire. For a moment, Zhang Tian became the center of attention.

Ye Fan naturally accepted the tales about the Tower of Inheritance. His recent fusion of innate abilities was proof enough. Had his innate magical nest not been at its peak, it would have been nearly impossible to complete the final transformation.

It turned out Luo Mingqiang was worried over his own socks — truly a miser. Everyone shared a knowing laugh. Yet, seeing Luo Mingqiang’s behavior, Qin Zhao suddenly recalled that it had already been several months since he gathered these people around him.

“Goodbye, Mom.” Ling Ling waved obediently at Song Xia. After a few days together, she had fully adapted to the care of Aunt Liu and Liu Qian.

“Your Highness’s foresight is truly admirable,” Wen Tingfang said respectfully, raising his dust whisk and bowing slightly to Zhou Jin.

Leading a group of untrained new troops, along with units that had yet to coordinate, this battle was certain to be lost—and utterly so.

Luosiyun particularly enjoyed the radish ding soup—a tangy, spicy broth with the crisp texture unique to radish in every bite.

He ignored the words of Yue Suifeng, lying on the bed unable to move his limbs. His face flushed slightly with excitement, his expression resolute.

Yu Lian sneered. The two had been apart for more than two years. In their past life in Nanzhao, she had often worried about Dayin’s condition and had to rely heavily on Emei. Later, when she was summoned back to Yun City by Yue Yuntian, it must have been due to an emergency.

For a time, the crowd in the viewing gallery buzzed with discussion, utterly bewildered by the several unexpected reversals at the end.

Opening the control panel, Shen Xi studied the map with one hand while positioning the base’s combat robots with the other.

Emperor Qing first exhaled deeply, then rubbed his temples before fixing a fierce gaze on Wang Zhen.

Skipping over the spirit stones, Yun Mo turned his attention to other parts of the ring and discovered over a dozen magical artifacts. A rough count revealed four of them were top-tier! Even more delightful was the discovery of a long blade placed separately, not stored with the other artifacts.

The zombies’ frenzy raged daily, their passionate, frenzied eyes and rising, falling cries echoing through the chaos.