Chapter Seventy-Six: Confidante

After Lu Yalan returned, she couldn’t stop telling Hongxing and Ah Cao, “Elder Sister is so cool! How can she be so cool? She’s amazing!”
Ah Cao was puzzled, so Hongxing explained what that meant.
Ah Cao eagerly applied her new knowledge, “Today, Sister Chunmiao was really impressive. I want to be like her!” She looked to Lu Yalan, seeking approval.
Lu Yalan gave her a thumbs-up.
By staying close to Lu Yalan, Ah Cao had picked up many strange and wonderful things; she knew this gesture meant “very good,” and she bashfully lowered her head.
Lu Yalan spent the whole evening thinking about the day’s events, replaying Elder Sister’s actions and wondering what she would have done in the same situation. In the haze of her thoughts, she seemed to grasp something profound.
Night thoughts
The golden dragon’s petals scattered and faded into nothingness, and Hua Jieyu reappeared before its eyes.
She was a bit frustrated. Ever since she met Yufan—more precisely, since he had grabbed her chest—she had become more unruly, even resorting to such improper actions as kicking people.
Meanwhile, Tang Bugui noticed Li Wan was still watching him and worried that his current state might frighten the princess. He restrained his smile and lay on the ground with his eyes open. His lips twitched a few times, but in the end, he left no final words behind.
The other two, Grinning Qiang and Bigfoot Bear, exchanged a glance, as if some hidden meaning passed between them.

A tremendous surge of spiritual power converged here, with various perfected attributes blending together in harmony. The martial lords’ inner spiritual energy pooled like a vast sea, and was never depleted—they typically drew directly from the power of heaven and earth.
The two pallbearers were not difficult to find; at that moment, they were about to leave, having hired three camels and brought along plenty of supplies. Lang Yu followed them, and after just five days, he discovered the hiding place of the ancient scroll.
“Brothers, is the captain strong or not?” Sun Teng, usually steady, was quite bold, and his voice was loud as well.
Inside the spacious ring, a short, stout fellow was lying on his back, sleeping soundly, arms behind his head and legs crossed.
This touched upon some private secrets, and the other party was unlikely to tell him so easily. Ye Lan regretted asking such a premature question.
Star Feather had already guessed what the other party intended to say, and the next words from the person on the phone confirmed his suspicions.
But now, Cuilan’s mother remained silent, leaving both feeling uncertain. Liang Jing still shielded Xia An Ge behind him.
The fighter jet was piloted by a Japanese aviator named Nishizawa Tetsuzo, who had previously served in the Japanese Air Self-Defense Force.
Like a soaring eagle spotting prey, he struck like lightning, killing in a single, swift, precise blow.
First, a dazzling vision of the future was presented to everyone, and then they could properly discuss the matter of cooperation.
Tang Tang, after lying down on her bed, had just closed her eyes to sleep when she suddenly sat up.

“Hm… Strange ceiling,” Jiang Yunfeng opened his eyes and struggled to sit up, his body aching all over—it seemed this body had been lying here for quite some time. He calmly surveyed the room; it was a standard Japanese apartment, neat and tidy, with a recruitment poster for Yuetsu Academy on the wall.
“I’m fine, let’s keep moving.” Tang Tang shook her head and forcefully pulled her foot out of the muddy pit.
There was indeed a shortcut, but the tiger didn’t want to lose face before other beasts, so he refused to lead Yue Qinghuan and Yu Qianche.
Even when it came to catching fish, he could lecture at length, his tone full of reproach.
“First impressions matter. If the first impression is good, that means you didn’t slack off while I was gone. If you did, you wouldn’t even be able to lift this spear—it’s no ordinary iron,” Ming Yu advised earnestly.
They rounded the corner, and on the other side, Li Muyan stopped in his tracks; he seemed to hear Zong Luoyu’s voice.
She felt someone untying the ropes on her hands and feet. Her head grew ever more dizzy, surrounded by the scent of many men. The drug seemed extremely potent.