Chapter 59: A Heart Split in Two

Song Liping was seething with suppressed anger, and right at this moment, Chang Yongqin was still chattering away while packing her things. She picked up a kitchen knife and pried open a can of mandarin oranges.

"Xiaoying, Xiaochun, Xiaohua, come over and eat some canned fruit. Hehehe, canned yellow peaches!"

"Coming, Grandma! Hehe, where did this come from, Grandma?"

"So sweet, Grandma! If only our family could eat canned yellow peaches every single day."

Li Ying pouted and refused to eat, her brow furrowing. Bored, she scrolled through her phone until she reached the photo gallery. Seeing the pictures inside, a faint smile appeared on her face.

The lobby of the Riley Hotel was already packed with a dense crowd of men in black, who glared with hostility, vigilantly watching every customer coming and going.

"Then take as many as you can. When you come back, bring your general's head with you, and then we can agree to a three-day truce," the leader continued.

"What's wrong with Hu Tianyu?" Chu Tiannan asked, his mouth still stuffed with a large mouthful of instant noodles, making his words somewhat muffled.

Meanwhile, down below at the divine palace, the figure in the black robe looked toward the World Allied Forces slowly approaching in the distance. He reached out a hand toward Moluo and pointed at the allied forces.

Fusheng glanced sideways at Lin Qi, as if trying to discern something from him. A moment later, he averted his gaze and struck first.

Li Sihui suddenly felt as though she had been tricked. Had it been any other time, she would have dropped her bowl and walked away long ago, but for some reason, she didn't want to leave now. Instead, she scooped up another spoonful, blew on it, and fed it to Jin Yaochen with her mouth. The air in the entire room instantly grew ambiguous.

Ye Qianlin had no idea what was on Xia's father's mind. Directly ignoring the older man's look of contempt, he prepared to turn and leave; he had neither the time nor the energy to waste words here with Xia's father.

Jing Sanniang finished speaking, only to vanish into thin air abruptly. To Luo Huai, someone skilled in lightness kung fu was truly as untraceable as a ghost.

Back in Ming State, Nangong Ze had forced Li Qiao'yi to memorize his phone number. For some unknown reason, once she memorized it, Li Qiao'yi could never forget it.

Yang Fan's eyes rolled, and he immediately came up with a countermeasure. He lay back down in the sandy soil to rest, planning to wait until the Bile Palace arrived, listen to what Daoist Master Yiyan and Gu Ping had to say first, and only then explain everything clearly.

Li Tao was the most powerful boss in the city, and the other three tigers by his side were his sworn brothers. In front of big shots like them, I didn't even dare to move my chopsticks.

Relying on the "ape-transformation" ability she had acquired, Huang Susu used her robust and immensely powerful physique, pushing upward with both palms, to catch the giant foot—which seemed to have transformed into the very vault of heaven—halting it mid-air and successfully blocking the ferocious onslaught of the alien giant.

Xiudao watched the corpse of the serpentine magical beast slowly emerge from its shadow. "That was too close." If he hadn't noticed the cut on the log earlier and remained on high alert all along, the one lying on the ground cut in half right now would have been him.

The laughter had not yet ceased for Jiang Yuxian when he was rewarded with a thorough beating of punches and kicks from Wang Renxin and Tang Hao.

Yet Chen Hao gave me no such opportunity at all. His strength was far greater than mine, and no matter how I struggled, I could not break free from his restraint.

"You!" The city lord looked in terror at the person wearing priestly robes, for deep purple was never the color of holy light.

Meanwhile, Ye Lin, standing at the edge of the Crystal Water Marsh, stared in utter astonishment at the sight before his eyes.

Aside from notifying Brother Chen, I also gave a heads-up to Brother Leopard-print. Brother Leopard-print was now my man, so he would still listen to what I said.

A trace of hidden worry lingered in Ding Derun's heart. He glanced out of the corner of his eye at Jiang He, who was sitting in the front passenger seat. Jiang He sat motionless at the moment, his head tilted slightly to look ahead. Not a single expression could be seen on Jiang He's face; he remained completely calm, without a shred of tension, which actually made Ding Derun feel slightly more at ease.