Chapter 36: Farewell at the Airport

Zhao Baitong handed in her resignation at the veterinary clinic. On her final day, before leaving, she fed each of the small animals in the clinic one last time. If there was anything in Nancheng she found difficult to leave behind, aside from that one person, it was these little creatures she had so meticulously treated and cared for. Her flight was at six in the evening on Sunday. Li Xueya came to the airport to see her off; the two girls embraced for a while, as if they had an endless stream of words to share.

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Hao Xingyun of the Beggar Sect, son of Hao Qingsong and personal disciple of the Sect Leader—in terms of fame, he was no less renowned than the rising talent Young Master Xu. Why, then, was he acting so servile?

"Brother Miao, the strength here is nothing like back where we come from!" Yang Xiaoran remarked, hinting at the situation.

She clutched her chest, watching the shadows of the trees thrashing about in the wind outside the window, as her memories gradually returned.

"If I were to line up all my loved ones, my teacher would stand before my own family," Li Lin said.

At the Martial Arts Hall, two senior sisters requested to join the journey. Xu Yin, having accepted their bribes, found it difficult to be heartless and agreed.

He approached the hospital bed and, looking at his sleeping mother, felt tears instantly well up and fall.

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He had not expected Prince Rong to say such things. Given the relationship between Li Lin and Yuan Shu, he had assumed the Prince would inevitably advocate for leniency.

Black Eagle immediately pulled out his phone to call Black Rain, who was currently sitting in a helicopter with Zhou Tian. "Boss!" he shouted.

However, even though his heart was turbulent, all that manifested on his face was a slight cooling of his expression.

Ghost Eye remained silent, his mind constantly calculating; he felt that the place known as the Dragon Pearl should be different.

What was most dire was that they refused to follow Wang Mo’s commands. It was unclear if they were too panicked to hear him or if they valued their own lives too much to obey the team's arrangements.

His left hand clenched a snow-white bone sword, while his right hand gouged another blood-drenched bone from his own chest.

Transferring in late September rather than on the first day of the autumn semester suggested that this transfer had not been planned during the summer break, but rather that the news had been received abruptly at some point in late August.

Upon leaving, the Divine Eagle Knight knelt at the foot of the idol and kissed its feet with devotion, even going so far as to lick them with his tongue.

Only this man, when faced with such an astonishing pill, showed no hesitation and entrusted it to her so readily. Was he not afraid?

In his sleep, Wang Mo turned over comfortably, humming as he nuzzled against Ye Shiya. Seeing this, Ye Shiya smiled sweetly.

Damn it, this is nothing like I imagined. I’m carrying eight ingots of gold, yet people are chasing me away with brooms as if I were a beggar?

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Speaking of this Great Bright Left Envoy of the Holy Island, Yi Xiao immediately thought of the long-awaited Master of the Great Bright Palace.

This matter was too sudden for Madam Zhang. She wavered in anxiety, not knowing what to say; her mind was in total chaos. It was all too sudden.

Once the old gatekeeper catches an intruder, he drags them into the security office to perform a painful skinning torture. Once completed, the victim dies and becomes a second old gatekeeper. If your teammate is caught by the old man, please find a way to rescue them in time.

"No need." She finally found an opportunity to speak. Quietly exerting force, she tried to pull her arm away.

It had possessed consciousness for many years, dwelling in the deep sea. It had been hibernating, only to be suddenly disturbed by this female.

Su Yi listened, watching as the motorcade touched down. Shi Ye stepped out of the largest vehicle, dressed in a low-key yet luxurious military uniform... It was only "low-key" in the sense that, for all its opulence, it lacked only a crimson cloak and a gold sash.

Su Yi suddenly felt that sitting here was a waste of time; she might as well go back and stare blankly at her test tubes.

Su Yi smiled. Signing was easy, but whose name to sign was the question. Naturally, she could not sign as herself, but she was also unwilling to sign as Lu Yao. So she said it wasn't possible for now; if one day she could openly and honestly sign the name Fan Suyi, she would certainly be more than happy to do so.