Chapter 56 Powerless to Truss a Chicken

Two hours after the live stream was interrupted, the audience finally waited for the official statement from the production team.

Official Weibo of *Little Chef in Europe*:
Dear viewers and fans, thank you very much for your attention and support of our show.
Regarding the unexpected accident in today's broadcast, we sincerely apologize to our guests and audience. We will learn from this lesson, strengthen our risk control measures, and prevent similar incidents from happening again.
Through effective communication and mediation between both parties, the show will resume at local time...
Before the sentence could be finished, it was cut off abruptly. Xiao Wumei let out a cold snort and withdrew the Xiao family staff that had been poked into the waist of the pot-bellied young man.

The Military Statistics Bureau had long known that Zhang Chong, commander of the 184th Division, and Ye Jianying, head of the Wuhan Liaison Office, were in close contact. However, the Nationalist Government still needed the Yunnan Army as a vital living force, so they did not issue an explicit ban, leaving them no choice but to send agents from the Military Statistics Bureau to intervene.

The giant lizard kept tearing at the scorpion-tailed arrow demon in its mouth, its thick claws dug deep into the rock face, presenting a despairing and inescapable doom.

The lights that had been glowing suddenly went out, but the television remained on, its screen flickering with black-and-white static.

"Then will you continue practicing the sword-control technique?" Seeing that Xiaoyaozi was exhausted, the Spirit Serpent Poison Dragon felt a pang of sympathy and asked him.

Deep contemplation brought back faint fragments of memory: participating in the youth duel tournament, being pursued by the Liushi Sect and Liu Yili, entering the underground secret chamber, encountering Concubine Qiong and all those bizarre events, and finally, a painful chapter of the past that he could not bear to look back upon.

"Heh heh, brother, you jest. Alright, please enjoy yourselves at your leisure now." With that, Hua Qiang immediately slipped away with his trusted subordinates. After all, his sole purpose in showing his face was just to make an appearance and greet everyone; there was no need to hog the spotlight, lest the other three branch leaders find reasons to make things difficult for him later.

None of them had anything to say. Wang Ri was like this, Bi Kun was like this, and together with Fatty Li, they had all followed Xiao Haizhu step by step to this very day.

Qin Tian did not speak. Instead, he calmly brushed past the other person. Right now, he just wanted to find a quiet place to carefully piece together the ins and outs of this whole matter. If possible, and if truly necessary, he would definitely have to return to the country.

Who is this now? Wearing sunglasses in the dead of winter? I couldn't help but feel curious. Could she be one of Xiao Yu's distant aunts or elderly relatives?

Hearing this in the background, Fatty Zhang was overjoyed. The harder the Nine-Turn Soul-Returning Pill was to refine, the more precious the pill itself became, and the higher its value would be. Only then could it fetch a higher price at the auction.

"Since Ji Chang has returned, you should quickly have Ji Fa go out to welcome him. Also, make sure this news spreads so that everyone in Xiqi knows about it. That way, it will surely greatly boost public morale!" Yunzhong子 suggested.

Yang Tianwen also broadened his horizons and gained numerous benefits along the way, unearthing rare divine herbs of the God Realm that were practically extinct in the mortal realm. Naturally, he transplanted all of them into his spiritual herb dimension.

Below was a dead silence. The slightly older ones all wore heavy, preoccupied expressions, while the younger ones knew that this Black Mallow Card Artisan Group, which they had never heard of before, must be an extremely terrifying existence.

Three days is neither long nor short, but it is enough for one thing to pass and another to begin.

"Very satisfied. Your comprehension is excellent, and your progress has indeed been remarkable," Hange praised with a smile.

This rule had been established for a long time. People of the pugilistic world were always unruly and rebellious, and places like inns were frequent gathering grounds for all sorts of people from walks of life, where fights and disturbances had long become customary.

However, he did not see the Grim Reaper he had imagined, nor did he see the angler behind those threads and fishhooks.

Today was two days away from the start of the concert. Lin Zixuo, Liu Zhilai, Xinuo, and the other eight were all rehearsing in the venue at this moment.

"What will be, must be. Look, haven't I lived here for so many years and reached this age?" Lianxin smiled gently. She had no family here, but looking at Manwu before her felt just like looking at her own kin, bringing a special warmth to her heart.